<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171</id><updated>2011-12-28T16:57:39.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia após Dia</title><subtitle type='html'>De Carol Carvalho</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-7985103081181473564</id><published>2011-09-13T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T20:01:47.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Força e esperança, sempre!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A família é um núcleo de convivência, unido por laços afetivos, que costuma compartilhar o mesmo teto. É a definição que conhecemos. Entretanto, esta convivência pode ser feliz ou insuportável, pois seus laços afetivos podem experimentar o encanto do amor e a tristeza do ódio. E a morada sobre o mesmo teto? Dependendo dessas fases contrastantes, ela pode ser um centro de referência, onde se busca e se vivencia o amor, ou... um mero alojamento.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A família&lt;/strong&gt; não é algo que nos é dado de uma vez por todas, mas nos é dada como uma semente que necessita de cuidados constantes para crescer e desenvolver-se."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Certa vez me disseram que deve-se amar principalmente&amp;nbsp;nosso pai, nossa mãe e nosso irmãos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Foi isso que me ensinaram desde pequena. E Hoje, após duas décadas de convivência com os mesmos posso finalmente dizer o que eu realmente sinto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Em todo esse tempo, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;eu juro&lt;/span&gt;, de fato que nunca disse que os amava. E não minto! Por mais que possa não ser considerado justo&amp;nbsp;e que&amp;nbsp;eles sempre estiveram comigo em todos os dias da minha vida, pra mim não justifica, porque quem realmente sempre esteve comigo, me apaiando, me ensinando, me orientando e me amando até hoje foram os meus poucos e importantes amigos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Confesso, é claro que ja disse que os amava, não para todos, mas pros mais especiais que seguem até hoje ao meu lado. E não retiro o que disse! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(apenas de um&amp;nbsp;determinado caso mas foda-se!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Minha família não faz tanta parte dos meus dias, e nunca fez! Não é rebeldia, é apenas o que eu conclui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Porém não me faço vitima por causa disso. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu cresci e aprendi! E nos momentos em que eu mais chorei e mais precisei de uma&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; família&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;, tive uma! E foi aquela que eu mesma escolhi !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(ou posso dizer que foram eles que me escolheram)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu me sinto lisongeada com as pessoas que me rodeiam, amigos e namorado!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E é por causa deles que hoje me sinto quase 100% realizada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sabe por que!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GNkAALbjOOw/TnAYidB7oPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6jeew5x1zyM/s1600/8-amigos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GNkAALbjOOw/TnAYidB7oPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6jeew5x1zyM/s1600/8-amigos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por eu sou eternamente grata a toda a&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;luz e força&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;que eles me dão a cada dia!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-7985103081181473564?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/7985103081181473564/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/09/forca-e-esperanca-sempre.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/7985103081181473564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/7985103081181473564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/09/forca-e-esperanca-sempre.html' title='Força e esperança, sempre!'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GNkAALbjOOw/TnAYidB7oPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6jeew5x1zyM/s72-c/8-amigos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-4662560207340938224</id><published>2011-08-09T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T19:57:18.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A calma</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Se você estiver ao ponto de estourar mentalmente, silencie alguns instantes para pensar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se o motivo é moléstia do próprio corpo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a intranquilidade traz o pior ;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se a razão é enfermidade em pessoa querida, o seu desajusta é fator agravante.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se você sofreu prejuízos materiais,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a reclamação é bomba atrasada lançando caso novo ;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se perdeu alguma afeição, a queixa tornará você uma pessoa menos&amp;nbsp;simpática&amp;nbsp;junto de outros amigos ;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se deixou alguma oportunidade valiosa para atrás,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a inquietação é desperdício de tempo ;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se contrariedades aparecem, o ato de esbravejar afastará de você o concurso espontâneo ;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se você praticou um erro,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;o desespero é porta aberta a faltas maiores ;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se você não atingiu o que desejava, a impaciência tará mais larga a distância entre você e o objetivo a alcançar ;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se qual for a dificuldade, conserve a calma trabalhando, porque em todo problema,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a serenidade é o teto da alma pedindo o serviço por soluçã&lt;/i&gt;o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chico Xavier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--H63Qk3KUs0/TkHy_Gi0y_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/iY_lv3iRXzI/s1600/55dic9099088-cachoeira-de-cima.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--H63Qk3KUs0/TkHy_Gi0y_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/iY_lv3iRXzI/s400/55dic9099088-cachoeira-de-cima.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-4662560207340938224?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/4662560207340938224/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/08/calma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/4662560207340938224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/4662560207340938224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/08/calma.html' title='A calma'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWBKE558fGY/TkHyE1oGxHI/AAAAAAAAAIs/NY7yrsHB9Nk/s72-c/sossego.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-6870217546731909833</id><published>2011-08-01T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T09:51:41.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>terceiro mês ;</title><content type='html'>Apenas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNczkM7GNoM/TjbZNHMzE6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/WoZefkp4UYs/s1600/carol+e+alcindo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNczkM7GNoM/TjbZNHMzE6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/WoZefkp4UYs/s640/carol+e+alcindo.jpg" width="540" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu sou muito grata pelo nossos momentos juntos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor meu ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01/05/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-6870217546731909833?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/6870217546731909833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/08/terceiro-mes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/6870217546731909833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/6870217546731909833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/08/terceiro-mes.html' title='terceiro mês ;'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNczkM7GNoM/TjbZNHMzE6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/WoZefkp4UYs/s72-c/carol+e+alcindo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-3648607334808643382</id><published>2011-07-26T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T12:03:37.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand New Day</title><content type='html'>Eu disse que não desistiria&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei!&lt;br /&gt;Não irei de maneira alguma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha felicidade&amp;nbsp;já&amp;nbsp;chegou a 75% graças a meus queridos e aos novos amigos, mas principalmente ao meu adorado namoradão! São eles que têm me dado forças para seguir em frente e conquistar minha Felicidade por completa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Livin In a Brand New Day &lt;/i&gt;♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só falta mais um pouquinho, um pouquinho de nada e eu tenho fé que quando eu menos esperar, vai finalmente se resolver, por isso prefiro até deixar que o destino trate disso, pois a minha parte eu ja estou fazendo de cabeça erguida a acreditando que eu vou chegar la!&lt;br /&gt;Ás vezes eu acho que estou sonhando, mas um sonho que não quero acordar mais.&lt;br /&gt;É esse tal de Amor que tanto falam, mas que também demonstro com Cumplicidade e Respeito acima de tudo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DCjPcsYR8mc/Ti8OvEF-OjI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ihSu_HBBI4s/s1600/eu+e+vc.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DCjPcsYR8mc/Ti8OvEF-OjI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ihSu_HBBI4s/s400/eu+e+vc.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-3648607334808643382?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/3648607334808643382/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/07/brand-new-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/3648607334808643382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/3648607334808643382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/07/brand-new-day.html' title='Brand New Day'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DCjPcsYR8mc/Ti8OvEF-OjI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ihSu_HBBI4s/s72-c/eu+e+vc.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-6883235628947459615</id><published>2011-07-12T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T09:53:55.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Avante!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Eu noto que os dias estão passando rápidos demais e eu mal consigo acompanha-los ;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mesmo que vivendo cada dia de forma total satisfatória, está chegando a hora de eu me convencer que sou adulta, tenho um namorado e um futuro para me preocupar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu to vivendo e deixando viver, me preocupando com as pessoas das quais tanto gosto e planejando minha vida daqui pra frente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu Tenho um Sonho, assim como todo mundo ;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;e como qual, tenho corrido atrás dele e tendo esperanças mais que suficiente de que tudo vai acabar bem e, se possível, o mais breve! É tudo que eu mais quero, para consequentemente poder, enfim, me considerar uma pessoa de sorte e realizada!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Obstáculos virão ;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;eu sei!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pessoas aparecerão ;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;eu sei!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas nada, NADA, nada mesmo vai me parar!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E sabe qual o pior?????&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É que eu to falando sério!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-6883235628947459615?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/6883235628947459615/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/07/eu-noto-que-os-dias-estao-passando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/6883235628947459615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/6883235628947459615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/07/eu-noto-que-os-dias-estao-passando.html' title='Avante!'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-7073245819996433225</id><published>2011-07-07T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T15:16:26.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Primeiros passos ;</title><content type='html'>Primeiros passos para uma nova vida ;&lt;br /&gt;ou melhor&lt;br /&gt;uma vida feliz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planos começando a serem colocados em prática na mais perfeita ordem e tudo visto e revisado&lt;br /&gt;e tudo isso com mais um toque de fé de que tudo vai acabar bem e eu possa finalmente dar início a minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Estou me sentindo realizada!&lt;br /&gt;Será chato ter que abrir mão do Futebol, não poder mais estar em todas as sociais e festas que for chamada, não ter mais todo o tempo pra ver meu namorado, porém é válido porque eu sei que faz parte e no final eu vou ver que vai compensar tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h8Z8FW9uXt4/ThYsn924H2I/AAAAAAAAAIg/P2f8qHE0mHE/s1600/248669531_5cf9823cac.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h8Z8FW9uXt4/ThYsn924H2I/AAAAAAAAAIg/P2f8qHE0mHE/s400/248669531_5cf9823cac.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Calma Carol, só mais alguns meses,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vai dar tudo certo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-7073245819996433225?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/7073245819996433225/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/07/primeiros-passos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/7073245819996433225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/7073245819996433225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/07/primeiros-passos.html' title='Primeiros passos ;'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h8Z8FW9uXt4/ThYsn924H2I/AAAAAAAAAIg/P2f8qHE0mHE/s72-c/248669531_5cf9823cac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-5814401922232302933</id><published>2011-07-03T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T20:12:00.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicidade interior ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Acordando eu vejo que tudo está bem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pela primeira vez em minha vida e agora é tão bom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu paro, olho em minha volta e eu estou tão &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;maravilhada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu penso nas pequenas coisas que tornam a vida boa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu não mudaria nada sobre isso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Essa é a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;melhor sensação&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;É o estado de êxtase você acha que está sonhando&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;É a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;felicidade interior&lt;/span&gt; que você está sentindo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;É tão bonito que faz você querer chorar."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avril Lavigne - Innocence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ♪&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu ja havia me esquecido do quanto é bom sentir a paz de dormir abraçada com a pessoa que você tanto gosta e dedica os seus dias.&lt;br /&gt;É tão diferente ;&lt;br /&gt;só que ao mesmo tempo me faz rir&lt;br /&gt;Sorrir emocionada de ver que tudo está dando certo&lt;br /&gt;E que eu realmente estou vivendo dias desiguais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai aii..&lt;br /&gt;é.. de fato.. é Ele!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ll_iq5JN0x0/ThEvP1E-EGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/50AV4qRUMVA/s1600/dormir-de-conchinha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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Como todas, eu também ja tive o desprazer de um dia ter tido alguma relação com pessoas assim, e tudo que eu tenho a dizer é que tenho pena desses caras e acho graça do fato de hoje em dia eu o ver em algum lugar e ele nem se quer olhar na minha cara como se estivesse fazendo falta. Tsc! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nós fomos mais uma pra vocês, vocês foram menos um para nós =) e esse número é em especial para todos que nós chamamom de &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;descartáveis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais atraente, mais vazios! tsc tsc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-2139830195048807298?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/2139830195048807298/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/06/rockstars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/2139830195048807298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/2139830195048807298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/06/rockstars.html' title='Rockstars!'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-2918177158002135330</id><published>2011-06-20T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T10:37:19.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pela praia ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Caminhando de mãos dadas ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;deixando somente as pegadas para atras.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nada mais!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pela praia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naquele final de tarde&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nunca senti tamanha paz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sozinhos, somente eu e você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perfeição maior&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não pude ainda ver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ylFLR_jK7A/Tf-Ed8GsEWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ZSp2n1HLBv4/s1600/P190611_16.56.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ylFLR_jK7A/Tf-Ed8GsEWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ZSp2n1HLBv4/s320/P190611_16.56.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alcindo,&amp;nbsp;não há nada mais eu procure, agora que tenho você comigo !&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-2918177158002135330?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/2918177158002135330/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/06/pela-praia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/2918177158002135330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/2918177158002135330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/06/pela-praia.html' title='Pela praia ;'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ylFLR_jK7A/Tf-Ed8GsEWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ZSp2n1HLBv4/s72-c/P190611_16.56.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-139472140344303985</id><published>2011-06-17T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T11:07:30.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas futeis ;</title><content type='html'>Ás vezes eu me olho no espelho e penso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"De que valem a tintura, a maquiagem, brincos, piercings e N tipos de creme e esfoliantes?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"De que valhe se preocupar em estar bem apresentável pros outros?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo bobagem ;&lt;br /&gt;coisas futeis que não me levam a lugar algum ;&lt;br /&gt;e ás vezes, muito pelo contrário&amp;nbsp;do&amp;nbsp;que pensam, não são benefícios! Não!&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que eu goste disso que me define, eu paro e ao mesmo tempo que passam várias coisas boas que ja passei, no final vem a conclusão de que é passageiro e nunca deixarão de ser&amp;nbsp;coisas fúteis&amp;nbsp;que não me farão ganhar nada mais que meia dúzia de elogios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu, Carol Carvalho, ou simplesmente KiD vivendo minhas duas décadas de vida, corro, jogo bola, malho, procuro me alimentar bem, cuido da minha pele e cabelo, gosto de me arrumar bem..&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;PARA QUE!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja é dificil das pessoas se interessarem por você pela sua personalidade e caráter e não pelo seu rostinho bonito, apresentável e simpático. Então de que valhe toda essa preocupação!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-em72g0zT77U/TfuUIp9eB2I/AAAAAAAAAII/exmRSbxnxIY/s1600/corpo+perfeito.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="396" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-em72g0zT77U/TfuUIp9eB2I/AAAAAAAAAII/exmRSbxnxIY/s400/corpo+perfeito.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanta futilidade, não!?&lt;br /&gt;Devo agradecer ao meu namorado por ser apaixonado por mim por que acima de tudo somos amigos e eu o respeito, assim como eu também sou apaixonada por ele pelos mesmos motivos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostre pras pessoas que &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;o seu visual e sua aparência não definem a sua conduta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7is-cFfjGXQ/TfuV85Fad8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/lh4vxRDg3ic/s1600/14_MVG_cult_susan2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7is-cFfjGXQ/TfuV85Fad8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/lh4vxRDg3ic/s320/14_MVG_cult_susan2.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Agora só pára e pensa um pouquinho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-139472140344303985?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/139472140344303985/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/06/coisas-futeis.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/139472140344303985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/139472140344303985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/06/coisas-futeis.html' title='Coisas futeis ;'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-em72g0zT77U/TfuUIp9eB2I/AAAAAAAAAII/exmRSbxnxIY/s72-c/corpo+perfeito.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-8424519115048698494</id><published>2011-06-13T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T13:19:47.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Procure por um homem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Que te chame de linda em vez de gostosa. &lt;br /&gt;Que te ligue de volta quando você desligar na cara dele. &lt;br /&gt;Que deite embaixo das estrelas e escute as batidas do seu coração, &lt;br /&gt;ou que permaneça acordado só para observar você dormindo. &lt;br /&gt;Espere pelo homem que te beije na testa. &lt;br /&gt;Que queira te mostrar para todo mundo mesmo quando você está suada. &lt;br /&gt;Um homem que segure sua mão na frente dos amigos dele. &lt;br /&gt;Que te ache a mulher mais bonita do mundo mesmo quando &lt;br /&gt;você está sem nenhuma maquiagem e que insista em te segurar pela cintura. &lt;br /&gt;Aquele que te lembra constantemente o quanto ele se preocupa com você e&lt;br /&gt;O quanto sortudo ele é por estar ao seu lado. &lt;br /&gt;Espere por aquele que esperará por você... &lt;br /&gt;Aquele que vire para os amigos e diga: &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;É ela!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xIM4nCqkiVI/TfZwUAVfpNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/DPcHttSjGOk/s1600/P1200399.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xIM4nCqkiVI/TfZwUAVfpNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/DPcHttSjGOk/s400/P1200399.JPG" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&amp;nbsp;é exatamente quando eu olho e penso: &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;É ele!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01-05-2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-8424519115048698494?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/8424519115048698494/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/06/procure-por-um-homem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/8424519115048698494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/8424519115048698494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/06/procure-por-um-homem.html' title='&quot;Procure por um homem...'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xIM4nCqkiVI/TfZwUAVfpNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/DPcHttSjGOk/s72-c/P1200399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-8028826246245007065</id><published>2011-06-12T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T14:51:51.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu quero levar uma vida moderninha..</title><content type='html'>Sentimento normal né ;&lt;br /&gt;mas eu não me reconheço dessa forma ; até porque eu nunca precisei.&lt;br /&gt;Desculpe se eu não posso ser perfeita.&lt;br /&gt;Mas quem gosta, cuida&amp;nbsp;e eu confesso que&amp;nbsp;tenho medo de perder-te.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ontem foi um dia legal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria estar com meu namorado e abraço-lo o dia inteiro, &lt;br /&gt;mas um diazinho a mais não vai me matar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hoje está frio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No entanto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EFriMBzc25g/TfUxdv24YrI/AAAAAAAAAIA/310dPMem07g/s1600/DIA+FRIO++-++ZENN+BELL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="353" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EFriMBzc25g/TfUxdv24YrI/AAAAAAAAAIA/310dPMem07g/s400/DIA+FRIO++-++ZENN+BELL.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu quero sair só!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-8028826246245007065?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/8028826246245007065/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-quero-levar-uma-vida-moderninha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/8028826246245007065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/8028826246245007065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-quero-levar-uma-vida-moderninha.html' title='Eu quero levar uma vida moderninha..'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EFriMBzc25g/TfUxdv24YrI/AAAAAAAAAIA/310dPMem07g/s72-c/DIA+FRIO++-++ZENN+BELL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-1022238919320861893</id><published>2011-06-10T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T10:44:29.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para a frente.</title><content type='html'>Encontro-me numa boa época.&lt;br /&gt;Convivendo com pessoas boas e que dão a atenção que eu confesso que estava precisando.&lt;br /&gt;Elas me trazem a paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recentemente andei pensando no meu futuro ;&lt;br /&gt;deixei de lado tudo aquilo desses meses passados&lt;br /&gt;frustações ;&lt;br /&gt;lamentações ;&lt;br /&gt;coisas fúteis..&lt;br /&gt;Decidi que não dou mais murro em ponta de faca por algo ou alguém.&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade eu ja tinha decidido isso, porem abri excessão pra uma unica pessoa que me fazia acreditar (hipocritamente) que valeria a pena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Acabou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UYWw1p_QIRQ/TfJWQ9wDGgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/jBX7_0Oh7_A/s1600/forgottenmemoriesbyblaccz2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UYWw1p_QIRQ/TfJWQ9wDGgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/jBX7_0Oh7_A/s400/forgottenmemoriesbyblaccz2.jpg" width="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que tenho amigos bons demais pra me importar com &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;covardes&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Ai aii, como é bom o ar dô desprezo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ayny3fLBIU/TfJXYFV5EdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/yGB9nxLoeu8/s1600/P1200339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="175" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ayny3fLBIU/TfJXYFV5EdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/yGB9nxLoeu8/s400/P1200339.JPG" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-1022238919320861893?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/1022238919320861893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/06/para-frente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/1022238919320861893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/1022238919320861893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/06/para-frente.html' title='Para a frente.'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UYWw1p_QIRQ/TfJWQ9wDGgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/jBX7_0Oh7_A/s72-c/forgottenmemoriesbyblaccz2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-5135945341266301018</id><published>2011-06-02T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T10:07:43.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 mês?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"E assim um mês se passou né nega ?!&lt;br /&gt;Um mês em que eu descobri depois de muito tempo que eu ainda&lt;br /&gt;posso ser feliz. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Quem diria que isso tudo seria resultado de uma piadinha no messenger, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;quem diria que aquela brincadeira ia dar nisso tudo que é hoje. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu tenho curtido cada segundo contigo carol, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tenho descoberto o quanto você é uma garota legal, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;companheira, AMIGA e ESPECIAL. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Um grande diferencial da gente hoje acho que seria amizade, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somos amigos também'. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Adoro você. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adoro quando você abaixa a cabeça com cara de inocente, &lt;br /&gt;e quando olha de cabeça abaixada pra direita como se estivesse com vergonha&lt;br /&gt;Ou quando olha pra mim põe o dedo na boca e abaixa a cabeça, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando eu chego e você me abraça forte, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando você me chama de lindo e gato, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando você me chama de amor. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gosto de você desde a menininha deitada no meu colo mansinha até a mulher &lt;br /&gt;fervendo nos meus braços. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carol eu gosto de você.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Hoje eu agradeço por ter você ao meu lado. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me sinto Especial, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me sinto Vivo."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicatória de Alcindo Neto em 1° de junho de 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada mais a dizer ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-5135945341266301018?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/5135945341266301018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/06/1-mes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/5135945341266301018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/5135945341266301018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/06/1-mes.html' title='1 mês?'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-3017405805516535611</id><published>2011-05-30T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T20:03:00.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alcindo Neto.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Eu queria&amp;nbsp;estar com uma pessoa especial. Mas tinha de ser especial mesmo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um rapaz maturo, inteligente e bonito talvez serveria ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um rapaz que beijasse minha mão e me chamasse de linda, ao invés de gostosa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um rapaz que me segurasse pela mão e me fizesse sentir uma mulher de sorte por estar com ele&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um príncipe!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquele que me abraçasse forte e diria que gostasse de mim do jeito que eu sou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que me levasse pra sair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que me fizesse rir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que que me entedesse como mulher e como amiga.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seria pedir demais?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desejo um cara legal, bonito, sexy, inteligente, bem-humorado, companheiro&amp;nbsp;e acima de tudo ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;UM BOM AMIGO!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zlfQNWEHQY8/TeRZDuxdWMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VbLyNgY_rWk/s1600/O-coracao-dela-parou.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zlfQNWEHQY8/TeRZDuxdWMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VbLyNgY_rWk/s400/O-coracao-dela-parou.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Nunca é tarde pra recomeçar a viver.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E eu finalmente&amp;nbsp;o encontrei!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AJ4AHi5_83k/TeRZ0Uk7MWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yWfTZE1NXZw/s1600/LINDO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AJ4AHi5_83k/TeRZ0Uk7MWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yWfTZE1NXZw/s640/LINDO.jpg" t8="true" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alcindo Neto,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;fica comigo??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-3017405805516535611?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/3017405805516535611/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/05/alcindo-neto.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/3017405805516535611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/3017405805516535611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/05/alcindo-neto.html' title='Alcindo Neto.'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zlfQNWEHQY8/TeRZDuxdWMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VbLyNgY_rWk/s72-c/O-coracao-dela-parou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-9033865547665236086</id><published>2011-05-26T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T10:08:24.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Eu posso ser dura</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Eu posso ser forte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas com você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não é bem assim..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As coisas têm fluido de forma tão positiva pra mim de um tempo pra cá ;&lt;br /&gt;Fazia tempo que não me sentia tão bem interiormente.&lt;br /&gt;Uma paz tão boa, de verdade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sei que essa imensa paz é traziada principalmente pela minha Familia de Caxias, em especial Jéssica Campos (&lt;a href="http://jessicacamposconta.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://jessicacamposconta.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) e pela minha mais nova paixão que&amp;nbsp;é mais&amp;nbsp;conhecido como&amp;nbsp;Alcindo Neto (&lt;a href="http://alcindoneto.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://alcindoneto.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez eu nem precisaria cita-los, pois eles sabem que são eles que têm iluminado os meus dias.&lt;br /&gt;Se &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Anjos&lt;/span&gt; realmente existem, de fato..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que isso aqui pertence a um de vocês...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6dI69BadaDE/Td6II1JWCkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/WmTkbBiy3rg/s1600/pena_branca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6dI69BadaDE/Td6II1JWCkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/WmTkbBiy3rg/s400/pena_branca.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-9033865547665236086?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/9033865547665236086/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-posso-ser-dura.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/9033865547665236086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/9033865547665236086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-posso-ser-dura.html' title='&quot;Eu posso ser dura'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6dI69BadaDE/Td6II1JWCkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/WmTkbBiy3rg/s72-c/pena_branca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-3190970739960190312</id><published>2011-05-17T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T14:22:10.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crescer</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Eu não quero mais crescer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ser adulto é chato.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou fugir para a Terra Do Nunca junto com&amp;nbsp; Peter Pan!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hlbq8t8dz5c/TdLlSATe7zI/AAAAAAAAAGw/R7L_JXORlgA/s1600/Terra+do+Nunca+-+EL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hlbq8t8dz5c/TdLlSATe7zI/AAAAAAAAAGw/R7L_JXORlgA/s1600/Terra+do+Nunca+-+EL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Esse é o lugar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talvez la eu possa me sentir livre de algumas perturbações ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas prometo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eu vou Voltar&lt;/span&gt;! =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E caso queira me encontrar por la, ta ai o mapa da ilha, e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;starei trocando uma ideia no navio dos piratas ou tomando um banho no lago das sereias!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Até logo pessoal!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hlbq8t8dz5c/TdLlSATe7zI/AAAAAAAAAGw/R7L_JXORlgA/s72-c/Terra+do+Nunca+-+EL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-1184623655220012936</id><published>2011-05-11T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T09:29:15.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais uma vez.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Posso sentir...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;MELHOR&lt;/span&gt; parte de mim!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu não vejo a hora de te ver sorrir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando tudo acabar você vai estar aqui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando tudo acabar você vai estar aqui... 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href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/05/mais-uma-vez.html' title='Mais uma vez.'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XFzs4L0XJ6k/Tcq1X-x2cQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xBYHdGY5NVI/s72-c/alcind.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-4641243354817514285</id><published>2011-05-08T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T18:49:52.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu acho impressionante ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;... quando os caras&amp;nbsp;deixam de falar comigo apenas por eu exigir que me respeitem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estranho, não! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-4641243354817514285?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/4641243354817514285/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-acho-impressionante.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/4641243354817514285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/4641243354817514285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-acho-impressionante.html' title='Eu acho impressionante ;'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-9075003345281650969</id><published>2011-05-05T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T10:34:42.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marisa Monte - A Sua ♪</title><content type='html'>Andei me flagrando pensando em um certo alguém ;&lt;br /&gt;não é nem aquela&amp;nbsp;questão de paixão.&lt;br /&gt;Apenas uma afinidade,&amp;nbsp;porém daquelas bem intensas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi então que&amp;nbsp;me dei conta que era saudades.&lt;br /&gt;Apenas saudades.&lt;br /&gt;Que chegam a me deixar aguniada de vontade de vê-lo novamente.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo lembrando que possa não ser recíproca essa vontade imensa que tenho de abraça-lo o tempo todo ;&lt;br /&gt;eu não me importo!&lt;br /&gt;Porque é de coração em consequencia do que ele se mostrou pra mim esse tempo todo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OqbDp3NUyww/TcLZw4v_MYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/M1U5DAKzpaQ/s1600/olhos_verdes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OqbDp3NUyww/TcLZw4v_MYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/M1U5DAKzpaQ/s400/olhos_verdes.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"E abre os olhos claros e sorri pra mim..." ♪&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode até ser sintoma de paixão&lt;br /&gt;Não sei.&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo que possa vir a ser tornar&lt;br /&gt;O mundo vai saber! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-9075003345281650969?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/9075003345281650969/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/05/marisa-monte-sua.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/9075003345281650969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/9075003345281650969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/05/marisa-monte-sua.html' title='Marisa Monte - A Sua ♪'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OqbDp3NUyww/TcLZw4v_MYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/M1U5DAKzpaQ/s72-c/olhos_verdes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-8042770369374313936</id><published>2011-04-28T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T08:15:31.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duas décadas</title><content type='html'>E finalmente esse dia chegou.&lt;br /&gt;Confesso que se fosse possivel parar no tempo, eu pararia ;&lt;br /&gt;ou viajaria para a Terra do Nunca.&lt;br /&gt;Não é nem pela questão de não querer crescer..&lt;br /&gt;Talvez até seje, também.&lt;br /&gt;Mas é aquela coisa né.. a mentalidade vai acompanhando e isso resulta em mudanças delicadas que podem afetar os demais.&lt;br /&gt;Isso é bom, pra mim!&lt;br /&gt;Ja para os outros... rsrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra falar a verdade, eu acho que devia estar comorando né&lt;br /&gt;E o que eu estou esperando??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WILKhbZCgps/TbmCgH-RPiI/AAAAAAAAAGU/cYEuT1N6mvI/s1600/aniversario.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WILKhbZCgps/TbmCgH-RPiI/AAAAAAAAAGU/cYEuT1N6mvI/s400/aniversario.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Essa semana é &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;toda minha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não importa o que está por vir, eu só quero viver o presente e deixar rolar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ás vezes eu acredito ser a pessoa mais feliz da cidade, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas se&amp;nbsp;caso eu não seje, estou muito perto disso."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Carol Carvalho)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pra aqueles que ainda não se acostumaram com a Carol Carvalho, nem adianta mais ;&lt;br /&gt;aquela de 4 anos atrás definitivamente não existe.. assim somente&amp;nbsp;pelo seu lado &lt;em&gt;The KiD&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-8042770369374313936?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/8042770369374313936/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/04/duas-decadas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/8042770369374313936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/8042770369374313936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/04/duas-decadas.html' title='Duas décadas'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WILKhbZCgps/TbmCgH-RPiI/AAAAAAAAAGU/cYEuT1N6mvI/s72-c/aniversario.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-8041720986785939705</id><published>2011-04-21T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T10:59:59.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Em silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Eu tenho sentido uma imensa vontade de dizer o quanto que eu sinto saudades de umas pessoas ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do quanto que elas tem feito falta nos meus dias e nas minhas conversas ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;das vezes em que sorríamos juntos ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e do quanto que queria poder abraça-las só mais uma vez...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas eu &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;não tenho coragem&lt;/span&gt;. =/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se eu dissesse ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tgCmoaNlBoo/TbBsEBxRxZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/bc3jVuJFyAQ/s1600/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_22765bffb6f2212f436f51bb7dbac9ca1ae3697f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tgCmoaNlBoo/TbBsEBxRxZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/bc3jVuJFyAQ/s400/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_22765bffb6f2212f436f51bb7dbac9ca1ae3697f.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Elas iriam rir de mim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O jeito é apenas ficar na lembrança de que um dia elas estávamos aqui ao meu lado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E hoje... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;estão mais longe do que nunca!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não, não é nenhuma paixãozinha de merda.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sabe quando você olha umas fotos antigas de você junto com pessoas que faz tempo que nao vê e nem faz contato, sendo que o contato está ali e&amp;nbsp;é só chamar? Só que hoje em dia ja não é a mesma coisa por motivo de alguma coisa que não se sabe. Então...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pior que o que me incomoda nem é o fato de elas estarem tão longo ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu só queria que elas soubesse que eu não as esqueci, como elas me esqueceram! =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2nzgbergvw/TbBwc70Y8FI/AAAAAAAAAFs/FAnPFPrQSVM/s1600/tudoOo+984.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2nzgbergvw/TbBwc70Y8FI/AAAAAAAAAFs/FAnPFPrQSVM/s400/tudoOo+984.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-8041720986785939705?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/8041720986785939705/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/04/eu-tenho-sentido-uma-imensa-vontade-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/8041720986785939705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/8041720986785939705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/04/eu-tenho-sentido-uma-imensa-vontade-de.html' title='Em silêncio'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tgCmoaNlBoo/TbBsEBxRxZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/bc3jVuJFyAQ/s72-c/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_22765bffb6f2212f436f51bb7dbac9ca1ae3697f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-8124297288487184043</id><published>2011-04-17T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T19:06:41.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>contradição</title><content type='html'>Nem tudo na vida é conquista. Eu ja aprendi iso embora confesse que eu não nasci pra perder.&lt;br /&gt;Mas quem se importa, quem liga pros sentimentos e pras palavras dos outros se não apenas os nossos amigos?! E logo que eu fui acostumada a ter aquilo que eu desejasse, chegou a minha hora de enxergar o outro lado da moeda. Nada mais do que justo, não!? Por isso eu ja não me importo tanto quanto antes e dou preferencia&amp;nbsp; aproveitar um pouco mais os meus dias com pessoas queridas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudando de assunto...&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero muito viajar nesse feriado! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-8124297288487184043?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/8124297288487184043/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/04/nem-tudo-na-vida-e-conquista.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/8124297288487184043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/8124297288487184043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/04/nem-tudo-na-vida-e-conquista.html' title='contradição'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-2056001200111207692</id><published>2011-04-10T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T19:14:41.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caminhando sozinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;E assim vou seguindo com os pés descalços pela areia da praia de Copacabana.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buIVd6Z8rNs/TaJiM5ecxXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/MPHHWMSLZmQ/s1600/SAM_0677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buIVd6Z8rNs/TaJiM5ecxXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/MPHHWMSLZmQ/s400/SAM_0677.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nossa, como isso me fez bem!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Era la que eu estava na tarde deste sábado, sentada&amp;nbsp; e olhando o mar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talvez essa semana eu volte la pelo&amp;nbsp;o mesmo motivo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E se perguntarem por mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diga que eu fui ali ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;com alguns trocados e uma mochila suja&amp;nbsp;nas costas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-2056001200111207692?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/2056001200111207692/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/04/caminhando-sozinha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/2056001200111207692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/2056001200111207692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/04/caminhando-sozinha.html' title='Caminhando sozinha'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buIVd6Z8rNs/TaJiM5ecxXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/MPHHWMSLZmQ/s72-c/SAM_0677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-6927157066249893431</id><published>2011-04-06T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T08:21:41.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Significado de um sonho</title><content type='html'>Nessa noite eu dormi bem ;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei com uma sereia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade eu era a sereia, mas podia viver em terra pois só passava pela mutação quando fazia contato com a água por determinado tempo, então minhas pernas criavam escamas e barbatanas.&lt;br /&gt;Foi entranho porque eu tentava esconder isso das pessoas, só que nesse sonho eu estava em um parque aquático, junto com o Ricardo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui procurar o significado de sonho com sereia e me deparei com isso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman Eo';"&gt;"É um sonho muito auspicioso, pois indica- notícias felizes; amor correspondido; dificuldades superadas; reconciliação entre casais. Tudo ficará "azul" no plano sentimental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman Eo';"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman Eo'; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem ;&lt;br /&gt;pelo jeito que as coisas estão indo pro meu lado, eu espero mesmo que venham momentos bons.&lt;br /&gt;Mas com relação a esse tal de amor correspondido, eu acho graça!&lt;br /&gt;Que Amor????? rsrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iuA9h_toJRU/TZyD_bp5epI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ti2yZBcfZ0o/s1600/mermaid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iuA9h_toJRU/TZyD_bp5epI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ti2yZBcfZ0o/s400/mermaid.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-6927157066249893431?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/6927157066249893431/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/04/nessa-noite-eu-dormi-bem-sonhei-com-uma.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/6927157066249893431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/6927157066249893431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/04/nessa-noite-eu-dormi-bem-sonhei-com-uma.html' title='Significado de um sonho'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iuA9h_toJRU/TZyD_bp5epI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ti2yZBcfZ0o/s72-c/mermaid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-74408490581459153</id><published>2011-04-05T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T13:51:30.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>simplesmente eu detesto</title><content type='html'>Quando vejo que meu aniversário se aproxima!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim sim... duas décadas, e o que mais!?? ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só pra atualizar mesmo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-74408490581459153?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/74408490581459153/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/04/simplesmente-eu-detesto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/74408490581459153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/74408490581459153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/04/simplesmente-eu-detesto.html' title='simplesmente eu detesto'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-7926940902028628532</id><published>2011-04-02T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T12:00:35.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enfim, chegou Abril.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Metas estão sendo cumpridas, aos poucos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finalmente me reconheço ter largado o cigarro porém ainda me sinta um pouco incomodada com sua ausência.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Continuando indo com estou, em apenas mais duas semana, tudo ficará 100% bem ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Voltei a malhar, finalmente e pretendo manter o pique de&amp;nbsp;três a&amp;nbsp;quatro vezes por semana. E ainda contando com a ajuda de vitaminas e verduras diariamente, vou conseguir o meu corpo em forma e minha saúde de volta logo logo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Há tempos que eu não sabia do quanto esses alimentos saudades faziam bem, e ter uma vida sem cigarros e drogas. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;É... até que não é tão ruim!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-7926940902028628532?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/7926940902028628532/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/04/enfim-chegou-abril.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/7926940902028628532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/7926940902028628532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/04/enfim-chegou-abril.html' title='Enfim, chegou Abril.'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-8958920503946711184</id><published>2011-03-30T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T08:33:40.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando Você Não Está Por Perto ♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu quero ficar nu diante dos seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Falar bem perto do seu ouvido&lt;br /&gt;Decifrar tua alma e os gemidos&lt;br /&gt;Temos tempo pra viver&lt;br /&gt;Quero descobrir o amor de novo&lt;br /&gt;Encontrar em alguém o que eu procuro&lt;br /&gt;Livrar o amor do escuro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E destruir o muro&lt;br /&gt;Que cerca meu coração&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main_cnt"&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vai ser bom pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Ficar só é tão ruim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Vai ser bom pra mim&lt;/span&gt;Ficar só é tão ruim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A vida me sorriu, permitiu você nascer&lt;br /&gt;Estrela pra dar sorte&lt;br /&gt;Por tudo o que a gente fez&lt;br /&gt;É pura tua luz, teu rosto, teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Quando você está longe&lt;br /&gt;A mim só resta lembrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando você não está por perto &lt;br /&gt;Meu mundo é um deserto no frio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Frejat)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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não esteje aqui , ja não faz tanta diferença...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Paco&lt;/span&gt; está envelhecendo, ja vai fazer seu décimo sétimo aniverssário na próxima Páscoa,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;porém está&amp;nbsp;cada vez mais lindo e é o unico ser masculino que eu posso dizer que &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;AMO&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C4MAvmB96Po/TZFMSQ446-I/AAAAAAAAAFc/jBPTGUGyv5U/s1600/coelho-apaixonado.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C4MAvmB96Po/TZFMSQ446-I/AAAAAAAAAFc/jBPTGUGyv5U/s400/coelho-apaixonado.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E eu só falo, quando é de coração!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-8480376307806971606?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/8480376307806971606/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/03/quando-e-de-coracao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/8480376307806971606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/8480376307806971606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/03/quando-e-de-coracao.html' title='Quando é de coração.'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C4MAvmB96Po/TZFMSQ446-I/AAAAAAAAAFc/jBPTGUGyv5U/s72-c/coelho-apaixonado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-3089888941368852372</id><published>2011-03-26T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T19:41:45.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fraquesa</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Eu prometi que seria forte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque eu sei que sou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu prometi resistir a tudo e todos que ousassem me derrubar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque eu sei que posso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E eu jurei que não mais me importaria com meus proprios&amp;nbsp;sentimentos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas nessa noite..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-t1m10RW0MIo/TY6it2fhMjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qiebnsLHiGg/s1600/igor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-t1m10RW0MIo/TY6it2fhMjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qiebnsLHiGg/s640/igor.jpg" width="392" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;..eu chorei feito uma criança.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-3089888941368852372?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/3089888941368852372/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/03/fraquesa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/3089888941368852372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/3089888941368852372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/03/fraquesa.html' title='Fraquesa'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-t1m10RW0MIo/TY6it2fhMjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qiebnsLHiGg/s72-c/igor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-1895103707566514085</id><published>2011-03-22T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T16:41:06.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carol?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tornou-se dura e a sua depressão transformou-se numa raiva latente, devorando a sua capacidade de amar. O seu espírito murchou, e ela apenas existia, um coração empedernido preso num corpo vivo."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Livro de Dr. Brian Weiss)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-1895103707566514085?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/1895103707566514085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/03/carol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/1895103707566514085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/1895103707566514085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/03/carol.html' title='Carol?!'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-5619796198401538704</id><published>2011-03-20T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T12:55:32.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matar saudade.</title><content type='html'>Até que não&amp;nbsp;foi tão ruim voltar um pouco aos tempos de New metal ;&lt;br /&gt;ouvir um pouco de SOAD, Murderdolls e ill Niño com ouvia nos meus 14 anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi bom.&lt;br /&gt;Rever o pessoal do underground também foi muito satisfatório.&lt;br /&gt;Valeu pessoal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sempre fui orgulhosa e nunca suportei que mandassem em mim ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fazer questão de alguém ou me interessar era dificil de acontecer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E agora vejam só...onde&amp;nbsp;você foi se meter heim Carol!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fume seus cigarros longe de mim, mas formamos um belo casal, não!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minha Inspiração* começa com I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QWE2K4NPAUw/TYZbj-RBF2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/MI2thyQ9RBY/s1600/3313_render_Inuyasha__Kagome_01.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QWE2K4NPAUw/TYZbj-RBF2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/MI2thyQ9RBY/s400/3313_render_Inuyasha__Kagome_01.bmp" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-5619796198401538704?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/5619796198401538704/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/03/matar-saudade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/5619796198401538704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/5619796198401538704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/03/matar-saudade.html' title='Matar saudade.'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QWE2K4NPAUw/TYZbj-RBF2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/MI2thyQ9RBY/s72-c/3313_render_Inuyasha__Kagome_01.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-4488795170019577767</id><published>2011-03-17T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T10:40:27.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teu jeito até disfarça</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;...mas o que te denuncia são seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Que já preferem não se envolver e se entregam ao me ver partir&lt;br /&gt;Te busco em outros corpos só pra afastar essa solidão&lt;br /&gt;Sem me convencer que a historia tem início e meio, mas nunca teve um fim&lt;br /&gt;Então fica onde está, já tracei nosso plano&lt;br /&gt;Se a noite você vier, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;te carrego pra bem longe daqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E quanto mais eu tento me desprender, o pensamento é fixo em você&lt;br /&gt;Fugir é se entregar, vou relutar até o fim&lt;br /&gt;Se aproximar, melhor se render, é certo que meu vicio é te envolver&lt;br /&gt;Pra que correr o risco de se ver infeliz? Pois quando me quiser eu não estarei aqui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A tua boca é prova que nem sempre os que se atraem são opostos&lt;br /&gt;Tudo acontece quando estou com você, seu instinto é se perder pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Se já não mede esforços pra controlar essa tentação&lt;br /&gt;Melhor esquecer o que os outros vão pensar de nós, o teu destino é me seguir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E quanto mais eu tento me desprender, o pensamento é fixo em você&lt;br /&gt;Fugir é se entregar, vou relutar até o fim&lt;br /&gt;Se aproximar, melhor se render, é certo que meu vicio é te envolver&lt;br /&gt;Pra que correr o risco de se ver infeliz? Pois quando me quiser eu não estarei aqui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra te convencer a não resistir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Com você eu vou mais longe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Banda: Strike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Musica: Até o fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;E agora, te prendo em meu mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Só me encontro em paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Quando ao meu lado você está&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-4488795170019577767?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/4488795170019577767/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/03/teu-jeito-ate-disfarca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/4488795170019577767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/4488795170019577767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/03/teu-jeito-ate-disfarca.html' title='Teu jeito até disfarça'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-5929819753322330347</id><published>2011-03-12T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T16:35:43.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O sonho durou 6 dias...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;em&gt;mas enfim, eu acordei.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foram manhãs e noites tão especiais, que posso me recordar de cada minuto que passou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;W.New desde o inicio foi tão atencioso, me ajudou e me guiou o tempo todo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agora quando me lembro dos momentos&amp;nbsp;revendo as fotos eu abro um enorme sorriso de satisfação inevitávelmente acompanhado de algumas lagrimas de saudade, por ter sido tudo tão magnífico!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_yy70HZ14hE/TXwML0COFAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nYjjDlnbI8M/s1600/C%25C3%25B3pia+de+paulistada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_yy70HZ14hE/TXwML0COFAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nYjjDlnbI8M/s400/C%25C3%25B3pia+de+paulistada.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pilar do Sul 2011:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem duvida, posso considerar o meu carnaval mais mágico que pude ter passado, e ao lado de um alguém que acreditei e &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;foi muito mais&lt;/span&gt; do que eu esperava.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desde que coloquei o primeiro pé em São Paulo, lembro que senti uma tamanha positividade que me deixou tão elétrica. Eu queria vê-lo logo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;W.New se atrasou um pouco mais em 40 minutos ele ja estava la e o vi de longe, com aquele &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;enormes olhos verdes&lt;/span&gt;... nooossa.. como eu me senti bem!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tanto que esqueci de vez de todas as perturbações que passava aqui no Rio.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ele é tãão bonito!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah, eu suspiro quando penso que depois de 3 anos virtuais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu pude o abraçar e ser abraçada por ele de forma tão intensa que pra sempre ficará guardada na minha memória como um momento único ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Especial demais pra ser esquecido.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ainda nos veremos denovo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com toda certeza!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E não será necessários outros 3 anos não..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Será mais breve do que eu possa imaginar! =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;São mais de &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;430 km de saudade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas eu sei que não foi um sonho toda vez que olho para a blusa que você me deu!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-eQaoT5qlHRc/TXwQmnQyQ9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Cs3w5RE_Nb8/s1600/SAM_0469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-eQaoT5qlHRc/TXwQmnQyQ9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Cs3w5RE_Nb8/s400/SAM_0469.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Valeu Paulista! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-5929819753322330347?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/5929819753322330347/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-sonho-durou-6-dias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/5929819753322330347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-1297935058806649176</id><published>2011-02-27T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T18:46:18.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Eu não acredito</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;...que ninguém sinta o que eu sinto por você agora.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E todas as estradas que temos que percorrer são tortuosas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E todas as luzes que nos levam até lá nos cegam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Existem muitas coisas que eu gostaria de te dizer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas não sei como..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Wonderwall - Oasis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-1297935058806649176?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/1297935058806649176/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/02/eu-nao-acredito.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/1297935058806649176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/1297935058806649176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/02/eu-nao-acredito.html' title='&quot;Eu não acredito'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-8617385250746152570</id><published>2011-02-25T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T10:57:35.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A minha paz.</title><content type='html'>Ando vivendo intensamente, exatamente como eu me conheço.&lt;br /&gt;Isso me faz bem, principalmente por esse meu próprio reconhecimento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andei sonhando também ;&lt;br /&gt;desafiando-me ainda mais!&lt;br /&gt;Me encontrei em pensamentos tão fantásticos que me subiu uma imensa vontade de realiza-los.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou bem ,&lt;br /&gt;sem mais...&lt;br /&gt;De alguma forma, essa noite promete ser boa! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A galera da Facul tem me trago a paz que eu precisava.&lt;br /&gt;Mas precisamente &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Luiz, Tharsila&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; e&lt;/span&gt; Jéssica&lt;/span&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-poD6pAyt9SM/TWf6TuunJVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0xlcU5Mcp7M/s1600/C%25C3%25B3pia+de+turma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="332" l6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-poD6pAyt9SM/TWf6TuunJVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0xlcU5Mcp7M/s400/C%25C3%25B3pia+de+turma.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-8617385250746152570?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-poD6pAyt9SM/TWf6TuunJVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0xlcU5Mcp7M/s72-c/C%25C3%25B3pia+de+turma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-5027926979508903904</id><published>2011-02-22T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T18:59:20.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flores de papel.</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-ansi-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje viajo num só mês&lt;br /&gt;Milhões de milhas sem ter pra onde voltar&lt;br /&gt;O asfalto é minha casa, mas não dá pra chamar de lar&lt;br /&gt;É tão vazio, tão frio, tão fora do lugar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-ansi-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu procurei&lt;br /&gt;Eu juro que tentei não falar mais de mim&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu sou assim... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-ansi-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;tenho muita história pra contar&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; mso-ansi-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Não posso dizer que nunca tentei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; mso-ansi-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;por mais que raramente tenha parecido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; mso-ansi-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mas ás vezes eu acharia melhor que ainda tivesse nos meus 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; mso-ansi-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Nos dias em que eu não me preocupava tanto&amp;nbsp;com as coisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; mso-ansi-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Nos tempos em que eu me via satisfeita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; mso-ansi-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Desculpem-me, amigos&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; mso-ansi-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;mas não ta dando pra ficar quieta com esse mundo faz-de-conta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="clear: left; color: #cccccc; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="345" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EemA3o_USio/TWR2CTOh-eI/AAAAAAAAAE0/xe2mGiCZ62g/s400/sorriso+faz+de+conta.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer dia eu conto o porquê de tudo isso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-5027926979508903904?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/5027926979508903904/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/02/flores-de-papel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/5027926979508903904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/5027926979508903904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/02/flores-de-papel.html' title='Flores de papel.'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EemA3o_USio/TWR2CTOh-eI/AAAAAAAAAE0/xe2mGiCZ62g/s72-c/sorriso+faz+de+conta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-738059172120867940</id><published>2011-02-19T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:23:44.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luto</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Não poderia deixar de homenagea-lo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo que com pouco contato; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;desde ja sinto falta de seus pêlos arrastando na minha perna &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E de quando você entrava no quarto com seus enormes olhos claros e deitava no sofá me olhando.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pois é, você deixou saudades!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vá na paz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1dg5y8iEGhc/TV_5p07PtGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/9bHWXiPatDc/s1600/sparta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1dg5y8iEGhc/TV_5p07PtGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/9bHWXiPatDc/s640/sparta.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sparta Howlett Rodriguez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;† &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17/02/2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-738059172120867940?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/738059172120867940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/02/luto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/738059172120867940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/738059172120867940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/02/luto.html' title='Luto'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1dg5y8iEGhc/TV_5p07PtGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/9bHWXiPatDc/s72-c/sparta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-5449798324212234427</id><published>2011-02-17T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T07:35:19.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>É um pouco desmotivador ;</title><content type='html'>Você tentar o possível que animar alguém ;&lt;br /&gt;Desejar&amp;nbsp;toda positividade do mundo a ele&amp;nbsp;;&lt;br /&gt;Fazer o que for pra apenas vê-lo sorrindo ;&lt;br /&gt;Lembra-le de que você está sempre ali pra lhe&amp;nbsp;dar atenção ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E em troca disso, você se depara com esse alguém sempre dizendo que vive sozinho e que nada dá certo pra ele. Que sua vida é uma merda e impõe inúmeros defeitos na sua frente fazendo com que sua participação simplesmente valha de nada.&lt;br /&gt;Acho isso um pouco desmotivador né.. e como meu genio é um tanto orgulhoso pra&amp;nbsp;situações assim, vai chegar uma hora que farei dessa minha singela existência, se torne&amp;nbsp;algo que &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;realmente&lt;/span&gt; não existirá mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E como ja dizia uma canção do&amp;nbsp;Seu Cuca:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Se em algum momento eu me der por vencido&lt;br /&gt;Se meus olhos se afogarem nesse universo sem sentido&lt;br /&gt;Quando não houver mais paz e o amor brilhar distante&lt;br /&gt;Quando não tiver mais força e nem coragem pra seguir adiante&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou buscar você na minha mente&lt;br /&gt;Vou pedir sua voz pra me guiar&lt;br /&gt;Imaginar a sua presença pra tentar recomeçar.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzmuudJGbrU/TV0_tKkMHaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/K2ANnXMjz-4/s1600/imagesCABQHQR2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzmuudJGbrU/TV0_tKkMHaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/K2ANnXMjz-4/s200/imagesCABQHQR2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-5449798324212234427?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/5449798324212234427/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/02/e-um-pouco-desmotivador.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/5449798324212234427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/5449798324212234427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/02/e-um-pouco-desmotivador.html' title='É um pouco desmotivador ;'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzmuudJGbrU/TV0_tKkMHaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/K2ANnXMjz-4/s72-c/imagesCABQHQR2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-747266771487023825</id><published>2011-02-12T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T10:13:18.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A luz.</title><content type='html'>É,&lt;br /&gt;Até que não está sendo tão dificil conviver no meio de tantas mulheres.&lt;br /&gt;Mas está apenas começando.&lt;br /&gt;Verei como vai ficar daqui a alguns meses.&lt;br /&gt;Ontem não teve aula, então os presentes ficamos no bar do zeca durante o possivel horario.&lt;br /&gt;Até que gostei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-usBh2MqvZ9k/TVbKtR-Kf8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/6OmxgpwLkis/s1600/SAM_0229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-usBh2MqvZ9k/TVbKtR-Kf8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/6OmxgpwLkis/s320/SAM_0229.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Em nós, há qualquer coisa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de eterno e inconfundível, que se imprime&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No sorriso, no olhar e no pensamento ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Qualquer coisa que vive, alem de nós,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E nos assinalou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;espírito do Artista&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Teixeira de Pascoaes 1877 - 1952)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou me sentindo quase realizada.&lt;br /&gt;Estou&amp;nbsp; quase bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouvindo: &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;David guetta feat Kid Cudi - Memories&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ♪&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-747266771487023825?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/747266771487023825/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/02/e-ate-que-nao-esta-sendo-tao-dificil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/747266771487023825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/747266771487023825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/02/e-ate-que-nao-esta-sendo-tao-dificil.html' title='A luz.'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-usBh2MqvZ9k/TVbKtR-Kf8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/6OmxgpwLkis/s72-c/SAM_0229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-4659181359659373811</id><published>2011-02-05T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T13:40:35.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passageiro.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Acho incrivel a facilidade em que as pessoas entram em nossas vidas, mais incrivel ainda é que com essa mesma facilidade em que elas saem.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Ontem na lapa, eu revi um certo alguém que nem precisarei dizer o nome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Achei muita estupidez a seguinte fala :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;eu: - &lt;em&gt;nossa, senti tanta sua falta. Mas hoje eu nem te amo mais.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;ele: - &lt;em&gt;eu sempre soube que era passageiro&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Sabe aquela sensação de que um pedaço do seu corpo foi incendiado, perfurado e pisoteado?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Pois foi assim que eu senti o meu coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma pessoa assim, não merece os meus&amp;nbsp;batimentos acelerados.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-4659181359659373811?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/4659181359659373811/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/02/acho-incrivel-facilidade-em-que-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/4659181359659373811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/4659181359659373811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/02/acho-incrivel-facilidade-em-que-as.html' title='Passageiro.'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-3349032612076979913</id><published>2011-02-02T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T07:26:55.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enfim, sorrindo.</title><content type='html'>Mas dessa vez não é só apenas mais um&amp;nbsp;sorriso momentâneo.&lt;br /&gt;É de uma&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;conquista&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeira meta do meu ano cumprida. E de uma forma que nem eu mesma esperava.&lt;br /&gt;Pelo jeito que as coisas estavam indo tão ruins pra mim, ja estava a ponto de jogar tudo pro alto e nem tinha mais esperança de noticias boas.&lt;br /&gt;Então ela veio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Prezada Ana Caroline Castro Carvalho, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estamos muito felizes em informar que você foi classificada em nosso Vestibular 2011/1 para o curso 082 - Artes Visuais - Licenciatura - Noite - Campus I - Duque de Caxias e que agora pode se considerar uma UNIVERSITÁRIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você obteve um total de 39,00 pontos."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazia tempo que não abria um sorriso tão gratificante, gritei, chorei... me senti orgulhosa de mim mesma.&lt;br /&gt;Agora é uma nova fase pra minha vida, e seguirá pelos próximos 4 anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TUl3W72dq1I/AAAAAAAAADw/yKYIGrRIyAg/s1600/sucesso.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TUl3W72dq1I/AAAAAAAAADw/yKYIGrRIyAg/s320/sucesso.gif" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Também não posso deixar de publicar o nascimento do meu afilhado, Bruno! ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TUl3eDeC9zI/AAAAAAAAAD0/eHTnRx7NHBw/s1600/bruninho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TUl3eDeC9zI/AAAAAAAAAD0/eHTnRx7NHBw/s1600/bruninho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d^.^b : Right Now - KORN ♪&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-3349032612076979913?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/3349032612076979913/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/02/enfim-sorrindo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/3349032612076979913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/3349032612076979913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/02/enfim-sorrindo.html' title='Enfim, sorrindo.'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TUl3W72dq1I/AAAAAAAAADw/yKYIGrRIyAg/s72-c/sucesso.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-2758134507364425485</id><published>2011-01-26T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T09:49:18.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carta coringa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Não consigo entender, definitivamente, o ritmo no qual a minha vida insiste em seguir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Observo atentamentecada dia que mais me parece interminável, e quando fecho meus olhos quando vou deitar-me, planejo como pode vir a ser meu próximo dia. Só que porfinal, é nada daquilo que eu pensei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não faz mais sentido tentar definir, aocerto, no que a minha tragetória se basea. É nessa hora que eu me pergunto:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Que diabos está acontecendo???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ao mesmo tempo que passo um perrengue dentro de casa, vendo pessoas legais se afastando cada vez mais, não esteja estudando e aos poucos sentindo que estou perdendo o belo corpo que eu tanto desejo e que um dia ja tive, por simples deslexo, lembro que ainda há pessoas nem ligam pra esse assunto de corpo bonito e me admiram por quem sou, assim como também há aquelas ótimas companhias pelas quais me fazem esquecer de vez os problemas que tanto conturbam o meu dia-a-dia e por cima torcem e rezam por mim na esperança de que serei a pessoa feliz que eles vêem, boba, engraçada e de sorriso contagiante. Mas em segundos quando algo me incomoda, eu infelizmente esqueço dessas pessoas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Que egoísmo, não?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;mas é ai que vem a questão que não consigo definir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Eu sou uma garota des orte, cheia de amigos que uma vez ou outra passa por pequenos aborrecimentos OU talvez eu viva em meio de um mundo chato em preto e branco e encontro pessoas boas que só aparecem pra transparecer essas tensões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;E o pior é que regularmente eu penso sobre cada uma das opções e sempre chego a lugar algum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;ah, vai saber!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;No entanto eu continuo seguindo em direção ao meu próprio, porque ele&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;só depende de mim&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TUBeGo6nTYI/AAAAAAAAADs/kZHD6bouljI/s1600/tumblr_le1rrjDtVo1qewg68o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TUBeGo6nTYI/AAAAAAAAADs/kZHD6bouljI/s400/tumblr_le1rrjDtVo1qewg68o1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-2758134507364425485?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/2758134507364425485/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/01/carta-coringa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/2758134507364425485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/2758134507364425485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/01/carta-coringa.html' title='Carta coringa'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TUBeGo6nTYI/AAAAAAAAADs/kZHD6bouljI/s72-c/tumblr_le1rrjDtVo1qewg68o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-8394968817332764120</id><published>2011-01-20T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T07:16:21.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>É quando as coisas...</title><content type='html'>...começam a valer a pena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estive pensando demais nos ultimos dias. Pensando sobre tudo, mas tudo mesmo que está a minha volta: familia, amigos, colegas, conhecidos, meus desejos, sonhos, ambições, e principalmente sobre eu mesma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É quando as coisas começa a valer a pena.&lt;br /&gt;Refletir sobre todas pessoas que vc vê que não fazem a mínima diferença nos meus dias, enquanto há outras que são tão valiosas ao ponto de só de pensar que eu as conheço, me abre um enorme sorriso de satisfação.&lt;br /&gt;Quem é, sabe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho gostado muito de viver e estou notando que me é recíproco apesar de alguns momentos conturbados mas que porém&amp;nbsp;não abalarão essa fase tão boa que faz tempo em que eu não vivia.&lt;br /&gt;O jeito é seguir na fé, pois &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;as coisas estão começando a valer a pena&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/XSwL7h8l13o/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XSwL7h8l13o&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XSwL7h8l13o&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falta muito pouco&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-8394968817332764120?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/8394968817332764120/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-quando-as-coisas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/8394968817332764120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/8394968817332764120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-quando-as-coisas.html' title='É quando as coisas...'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-7204647003498633694</id><published>2011-01-16T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T11:55:36.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu realmente...</title><content type='html'>me sinto muitíssimo feliz quando lembro que existem pessoas que gostam de mim e que sempre vão me respeitar pelo que eu sou.&lt;br /&gt;Aqueles que não me vêm como apenas um corpo bonito ou como uma pessoa interessante e quer se fazer amigo pra "tirar onda".&lt;br /&gt;Por isso que eu digo : "&lt;em&gt;Eu sou mais normal do que você imagina"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho nada demais, e nem se quer sou tão legal quanto... aparento.(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas é tão satisfatório poder ligar pra um alguém chamando-o pra sair e por final,&amp;nbsp;dormir na mesma cama sem receio de que vá tentar algo. E é exatamente ai que eu me surpreendo ao ponto de me emocionar&amp;nbsp;em poder&amp;nbsp;fechar meus olhos e adormecer com um carinho na nuca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dos poucos motivos que, tem vezes que&amp;nbsp;eu me considero uma pessoa de &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;sorte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Obrigada, meninos! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TTNMqzl3_VI/AAAAAAAAADo/U2jJKtZm4Bc/s1600/tudoOo+1027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TTNMqzl3_VI/AAAAAAAAADo/U2jJKtZm4Bc/s320/tudoOo+1027.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-7204647003498633694?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/7204647003498633694/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/01/eu-realmente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/7204647003498633694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/7204647003498633694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/01/eu-realmente.html' title='Eu realmente...'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TTNMqzl3_VI/AAAAAAAAADo/U2jJKtZm4Bc/s72-c/tudoOo+1027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-2115144364933625379</id><published>2011-01-15T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T09:04:29.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anjo de duas faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anjo de duas faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O sol e as trevas eis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E vós, indecisão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Serpente que me venceis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sorriso de mulher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Em pose de invectiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O choro de criança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não morta, semiviva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bigênito demônio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Salivando punhal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Deuses escarnecendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sois o bem? Sois o mal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anjo de duas faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Duplo lago reflete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- o olhar de uma condena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- o olhar de outra promete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{Afonso Ávila}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TTHTYdkhTbI/AAAAAAAAADk/dxj70-AEmCg/s1600/tudoOo+114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TTHTYdkhTbI/AAAAAAAAADk/dxj70-AEmCg/s320/tudoOo+114.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-2115144364933625379?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/2115144364933625379/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/01/anjo-de-duas-faces.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/2115144364933625379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/2115144364933625379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/01/anjo-de-duas-faces.html' title='Anjo de duas faces'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TTHTYdkhTbI/AAAAAAAAADk/dxj70-AEmCg/s72-c/tudoOo+114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-447781114751727625</id><published>2011-01-14T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T05:01:58.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"A vida é um eterno perde-ganha..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um dia a gente perde&lt;br /&gt;No outro a gente apanha&lt;br /&gt;Apanha e nem por isso a gente vai fugir da luta&lt;br /&gt;Num vou baixar a cabeça prá nenhum filho da puta&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As pedras no caminho a gente chuta&lt;br /&gt;É super natural&lt;br /&gt;Não deixo abaixar minha moral&lt;br /&gt;Tenho que me manter em movimento&lt;br /&gt;A vida não é mole&lt;br /&gt;Mas qualquer parada enfrento, enfrento&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tão louco você pensa que está&lt;br /&gt;E se é que está&lt;br /&gt;Tão louco você pode ficar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se a vida não é do jeito que cê quis&lt;br /&gt;A idéia é procurar&lt;br /&gt;O caminho que te deixa feliz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ficar do lado do bem,&lt;br /&gt;Eu fico também&lt;br /&gt;Se o papo for atitude&lt;br /&gt;Não tem prá ninguém&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A questão aqui é o sangue bom é quem&lt;br /&gt;Se a felicidade tá numa nota de cem... &lt;/i&gt;♪&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-447781114751727625?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/447781114751727625/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/01/vida-e-um-eterno-perde-ganha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/447781114751727625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/447781114751727625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/01/vida-e-um-eterno-perde-ganha.html' title='&quot;A vida é um eterno perde-ganha...&quot;'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-3610409400671786020</id><published>2011-01-11T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T19:14:11.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>feminismo?</title><content type='html'>- &lt;em&gt;Muito bem muito bem, vivemos num mundo onde homens canalhas são elogiados e mulheres solteiras são vadias, por simplesmente terem o pensamento similar quando se vêem numa balada.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acho engraçado, acho tão engraçado ao ponto de ignorar de vez esse ponto de vista das pessoas para com as mulheres que não ficam de "chororô" com um final de um relacionamento que não trouxe algo de bom pra sua vida e nem ficam perdendo seu tempo&amp;nbsp;procurando o tal príncipe encantado moreno, alto, forte, rico, fiel e inteligente. Elas só querem curtir! Curtir que eu diga, é aproveitar a bélissima época em que são jovens, bonitas e cobiçadas. Pena que a maioria não usam essas qualidades de forma positiva para si mesmas e aproveitam o privilégio da beleza&amp;nbsp;com a qual&amp;nbsp;nasceram, pra usar de forma vulgar. Aquelas que, sem o mínimo modo, abusam dos decotes e roupas curtas de forma &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;absurdamente desnecessária &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;; e assim se juntam num maldito grupo de amigas iguais a elas e vão pra uma noitada para serem apalpadas e usadas por rapazes que nunca viram. Pessoas assim que eu acho que são dignas de receberem o tal nome que elas ja conhecem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porém vem o outro lado da moeda ; o daquelas propriamente solteiras que antes de tudo se dão o total respeito, só que mesmo assim acabam sendo comparadas com as demais por aqueles ignorantes que não querem exergar as diferenças entre uma mulher imprestável e uma completamente válida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nos tempos de hoje, uma mulher que transa com um cara no primeiro encontro é vista de olhares tortos. Parece até que somos robôs que não sentem vontade de fazer sexo com um pessoa na qual sentiu atração de primeira. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;PORRA&lt;/span&gt;! Somos humanos também! Transar é uma necessidade do &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;corpo humano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;, e não exclusivamente dos homens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rapazes adoram ficar com várias garotas, pegar telefone, fazer sexo, deixa-las com vontade de vê-los denovo&amp;nbsp;e nunca mais dar um sinal de vida, não é? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E quando isso passa a ser feito pela garota!? Parece estranho?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estranho não, apenas uma falta de costume.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E é exatamente de situações assim&amp;nbsp;que certos homens precisam passar. Serem seduzidos, pegos, apalpados, usados e&amp;nbsp;por final,&amp;nbsp;descartados!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com a convivência e a vasta experiência, descobri que até mais que a mulheres, os homens não gostam de serem passados para atrás ; e é aii que entra a atitude de alguém que saiba lhe dar com esses tipos de pessoas que acham divertido mecher com os sentimentos dos outros e se retirar como se não fossem causar nenhum tipo de sentimento de terem sido usadas. Mas quando não é com a gente, é bom né! ¬¬&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mais estúpido é que pela falta de costume com mulheres corajosas e "macho" o suficiente pra fazerem isso, assim como todas as outras, recebem o tal apelidinho carinhoso. Quanta ignorância!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bom, pelo menos é o que eu penso.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desculpe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-3610409400671786020?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/3610409400671786020/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/01/feminismo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/3610409400671786020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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x-large;"&gt;Eu não amo mais você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você sempre soube de&amp;nbsp;que meu sentimento era verdadeiro, puro e rígido.&lt;br /&gt;E que nada seria capaz de destrui-lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois bem ;&lt;br /&gt;eu achava mesmo que nada poderia destruir meu&amp;nbsp;amor por você&lt;br /&gt;Nem o tempo, nem os demais, nem a distancia, nem mesmo o infinito&lt;br /&gt;Até que o &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;próprio causador&lt;/span&gt; me convenceu do contrário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impressionante!&lt;br /&gt;Principalmente por ter sido de forma tão fria &lt;br /&gt;sem nem pensar naquilo que significou durante esses quase 5 anos...&lt;br /&gt;Impressionante e Lamentável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que partisse de uma menininha de 15 anos, poderia até aparentar ser algo passageiro&lt;br /&gt;Eu até entendo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não, aquilo era &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Amor&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Todas as declarações ;&lt;br /&gt;Todos os momentos em que eu largava tudo para ouvi-lo;&lt;br /&gt;Todas as vezes que eu o seguia ;&lt;br /&gt;Todas as fotos ;&lt;br /&gt;Todos as vezes que meus olhos brilhavam só de ouvir seu nome&lt;br /&gt;Foram pro ralo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ele depois de tudo, ele enfiou as unhas no meu coração e rasgou tudo que eu dedicava a ele.&lt;br /&gt;Por simplesmente ver aquela menininha crescer e se tornar uma &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mulher&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;E tentar fazer disso tudo, um bom motivo pra leva-la pra cama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;É ou não é pra se lamentar??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas isso não será mais aborrecimento pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;Sua inicial ainda está cicatrizada&amp;nbsp;no meu braço e eu não me arrependerei disso.&lt;br /&gt;Você foi o homem que eu mais amei e não vou menospreza-lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Só não espere mais&amp;nbsp;de&amp;nbsp;quando nos esbarrarmos pela rua, eu o abrace forte daquela forma que eu sei que você adorava&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Inevitavelmente"&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;acabou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/1djubInzB20/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1djubInzB20&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-6224338202442762796</id><published>2011-01-08T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T06:46:11.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamentos inversos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"E quanto mais eu conheço as pessoas, mais eu &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;amo&lt;/span&gt; meu &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;coelho de pelúcia&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Carol Carvalho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Preciso dar um rumo pra minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E isso tem que ser logo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lapa ontem foi boa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tava precisando mesmo sair pra esfriar a cabeça e essa madrugada me ajudou bastante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E eu sinceramente não sei mais pra onde fugir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-6224338202442762796?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/6224338202442762796/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-4999436177669439689</id><published>2011-01-05T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T04:55:02.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma tal de Carol.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Fica no faz-de-conta&lt;br /&gt;Está na moda, não se incomoda&lt;br /&gt;É tão bonita dentro do samba&lt;br /&gt;Chega e agita, é toda prosa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;De bem com a vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando ela passa&lt;br /&gt;É uma loucura que contagia&lt;br /&gt;E a galera assovia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paga de solitária&lt;br /&gt;Diz que se ama&lt;br /&gt;Acha que engana&lt;br /&gt;Controla o fogo&lt;br /&gt;Se fecha e corre&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém descobre seu ponto fraco&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Não abre o jogo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me fiz de bobo&lt;br /&gt;Armei meu laço sem embaraço&lt;br /&gt;Pra vencer no cansaço&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toquei no seu interior&lt;br /&gt;Mas ela não se entregou&lt;br /&gt;Fiz tudo para conquistar&lt;br /&gt;O amor que vi no seu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Agora eu descobri teu segredo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tem medo de amar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, tem medo." ♪♫&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-4999436177669439689?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/4999436177669439689/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-773319775298822835</id><published>2011-01-04T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T18:11:21.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Janeiro.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Muitas coisas me aguardam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Momentos de alegria, decepção, risos, lágrimas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Talvez novas amizades, novos amores, novas aventuras, novas baladas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;É só esperar pra ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Principalmente sabendo que essas tais surpresas ja estão começando a vir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Isso me deixa com um pouco de receio, porque provavelmente as consequencias podem não ser muito boas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sem mais revelações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E como ja dizia &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Carol Carvalho&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;em&gt; "Eu só quero sentar, fumar meus cigarros&amp;nbsp;e tomar as minhas cervejas em paz."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Literalmente, em &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Paz&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;sobretudo, Feliz 2011 pra todos! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TSPSmJOD1FI/AAAAAAAAAC8/AQqWVi7uRmc/s1600/pizzaria.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TSPSmJOD1FI/AAAAAAAAAC8/AQqWVi7uRmc/s320/pizzaria.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-773319775298822835?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/773319775298822835/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2011/01/janeiro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-8224153926708854455</id><published>2010-12-31T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T11:07:49.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menos de 24 horas ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Pois é...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;daqui a pouco será&amp;nbsp;um novo ano.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mas que diabos isso significa??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serão apenas mais&amp;nbsp;trezentos e sessenta e&amp;nbsp;tantos dias pra mudar de vida?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tentar consertar todas as merdas que fez no ano anterior?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aprender algo novo?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E é sempre assim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&amp;nbsp;cada virada,&amp;nbsp; durante os 15 minutos de queima de fogos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faço uma breve retrospectiva, tanto dos bons momentos quanto dos ruins.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O bom é que meu 2010 foi um tanto quanto satisfatório, pelo que posso me recordar agora que estou postando.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tive a sorte de conhecer pessoas incríveis que me trouxeram uma grande positividade, do meio do ano pra cá. Apenas 2 foram o suficiente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Além disso, tive a oportunidade do meu 1° emprego ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;recebi a noticia da gravidez da minha melhor amiga Thais&amp;nbsp;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;presenciei a formatura da Luana ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iniciei no curso de computação gráfica ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;conheci o pessoal da conexão Madureira x Lapa ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assisti ao Green Day de camarote rsrs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas pro próximo?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que me aguarda??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TR4oHaePOuI/AAAAAAAAACw/q1aY5h4H8Es/s1600/247_sorte.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TR4oHaePOuI/AAAAAAAAACw/q1aY5h4H8Es/s200/247_sorte.jpg" width="156" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-8224153926708854455?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/8224153926708854455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2010/12/menos-de-24-horas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/8224153926708854455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/8224153926708854455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2010/12/menos-de-24-horas.html' title='Menos de 24 horas ...'/><author><name>Carol Carvalho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07263809300720701443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6VvWKrtdq4/Tdxha837FII/AAAAAAAAAHA/AKjuSXrLM3A/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2Bhardrockcafe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3xWUCnciSm8/TR4oHaePOuI/AAAAAAAAACw/q1aY5h4H8Es/s72-c/247_sorte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599334350106404171.post-5130472743931248431</id><published>2010-12-30T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T19:19:57.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda estou viva.</title><content type='html'>Acho incrivel o quanto que as palavras pensadas passadas pra escrita conseguem me aliviar mais do que estar conversando com alguém.&lt;br /&gt;Ás vezes não ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os dias tem passado rápido demais pra me acostumar&lt;br /&gt;E ando cansada demais pra continuar.&lt;br /&gt;Vivo sorrindo e cantando&lt;br /&gt;Junto de meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Por qualquer canto&lt;br /&gt;Nunca se sabe até quando...&lt;br /&gt;Parece até que está tudo na mais perfeita ordem&lt;br /&gt;Vai achando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas agradeço á todos aqueles que me acompanham&lt;br /&gt;Aqueles únicos que um sorriso me arrancam&lt;br /&gt;E aconteça o que acontecer&lt;br /&gt;Eles nunca me abandonam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599334350106404171-5130472743931248431?l=cartacoringa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/feeds/5130472743931248431/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2010/12/ainda-estou-viva.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/5130472743931248431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599334350106404171/posts/default/5130472743931248431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartacoringa.blogspot.com/2010/12/ainda-estou-viva.html' 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