<?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-426349824575423137</id><updated>2011-07-29T01:53:52.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>além do infinito eu vou voar.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.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-426349824575423137.post-5989299870222471557</id><published>2010-08-25T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T18:58:16.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/THXJ0y6XBLI/AAAAAAAAAis/Zq-it21IsWA/s1600/DSC01796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/THXJ0y6XBLI/AAAAAAAAAis/Zq-it21IsWA/s320/DSC01796.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509531628014601394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;" Muitos são os que amam, pouquíssimos são os que sabem amar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-5989299870222471557?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/5989299870222471557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=5989299870222471557' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5989299870222471557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5989299870222471557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/08/muitos-sao-os-que-amam-pouquissimos-sao.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/THXJ0y6XBLI/AAAAAAAAAis/Zq-it21IsWA/s72-c/DSC01796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-436016765285419836</id><published>2010-08-25T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T18:55:53.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/THXJkrgb_vI/AAAAAAAAAik/3Us7w6OLvLo/s1600/Foto-0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/THXJkrgb_vI/AAAAAAAAAik/3Us7w6OLvLo/s320/Foto-0115.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509531351148920562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;que fique aqui registrado o quanto te amo =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-436016765285419836?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/436016765285419836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=436016765285419836' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/436016765285419836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/436016765285419836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/08/que-fique-aqui-registrado-o-quanto-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/THXJkrgb_vI/AAAAAAAAAik/3Us7w6OLvLo/s72-c/Foto-0115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-6410063389561038923</id><published>2010-03-28T17:59:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T18:00:01.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Mas quando toca o telefone,será você?o que eu estiver fazendo,eu paro de fazer. e se fica muito tempo sem me ligar,arranjo uma desculpa pra te procurar. que tola,mas eu não consigo evitar..porque eu só vivo pensando em você,é sem querer..você não sai da minha cabeça mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt; - =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Eu estou aqui,então diga pra mim o que eu nunca consegui entender,não te conheço mais,viramos opostos como óleo e água sem perceber. quanto tempo faz que não nos falamos?eu nem me lembro mais porque. certas coisas não tem sentido nem razão pra acontecer,sentimentos bons vem e vão,temos que viver. abra os olhos,siga em frente,nada é pra sempre,vamos zerar e recomeçar. já faz algum tempo,já faz tempo demais que o nosso velho orgulho nos separou,a culpa é de quem não assume o erro e não perdoa aquele que sempre te perdoou,quanto tempo faz que não nos falamos,e nem me lembro mais porque. certas coisas não tem sentido e nem razão pra acontecer,sentimentos bons vem e vão,temos que viver..abra os olhos,siga em frente,nada é pra sempre,vamos zerar e recomeçar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-6410063389561038923?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/6410063389561038923/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=6410063389561038923' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/6410063389561038923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/6410063389561038923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/03/mas-quando-toca-o-telefonesera-voceo.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-721029333516274108</id><published>2010-03-28T17:59:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:59:41.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;" Eu ainda lembro,ainda vejo,ainda sinto o seu olhar..no meu canto,no meu mundo,num quarto escuro só a vagar esperando o dia amanhecer de novo. já não sei quem sou,já não sou quem quero ser,afastei de mim vendo assim tão sem você..vou me levantar,recolher meu pranto em vão..devo acreditar que em outro lugar se fez solidão." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-721029333516274108?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/721029333516274108/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=721029333516274108' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/721029333516274108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/721029333516274108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/03/eu-ainda-lembroainda-vejoainda-sinto-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-1139715187374187000</id><published>2010-03-28T17:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:59:09.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 102, 153); line-height: 15px; "&gt;" Pro teu amor eu tenho tudo,desde meu sangue até a essencia do meu ser..e pro teu amor que é meu tesouro,tenho minha vida toda inteira a teus pés e tenho tbm um coração que se mata para dar amor e que não conhece o fim,um coração que bate por ti. pro teu amor,não há despedidas,pro teu amor eu só tenho a eternidade..e pro teu amor que me ilumina,tenho uma lua,um arco íris e um cravo .. e tenho tb um coração q se mata por dar amor e q nao conhece o fim,um coração q bate por ti . por isso te quero tanto que não sei como explicar oq sinto,eu te quero porque tua dor é minha dor e não há dúvidas,eu te quero com a alma e com o coração .. &lt;b&gt;te venero hoje e sempre,eu te agradeço,meu amor,por existir&lt;/b&gt;." =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-1139715187374187000?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/1139715187374187000/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=1139715187374187000' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/1139715187374187000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/1139715187374187000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/03/pro-teu-amor-eu-tenho-tudodesde-meu.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-5300634501390667396</id><published>2010-03-28T17:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:58:50.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;" Me diz o que você quer que eu te faça,eu te faço amor,me diz o que você quer que eu te diga,eu te digo sim..me diz o que você quer que eu te dê e eu te dou meu bem..tudo de mim. eu faço o que você quiser,só pra te ver feliz. eu não vou parar,eu vou mimar você até quando eu puder,se isso é um defeito você pode até pedir pra eu parar,mas isso é tão bom..eu cuido de você,você cuida de mim,se existe outro jeito eu prefiro assim. e quer saber,eu vou te amar assim,você quem vai cuidar de mim,eu cuido de você e enfim..amor não vai faltar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;fecho os meus olhos pra ficar perto de você&lt;/span&gt;&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/426349824575423137-5300634501390667396?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/5300634501390667396/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=5300634501390667396' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5300634501390667396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5300634501390667396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/03/me-diz-o-que-voce-quer-que-eu-te-facaeu.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-6139056774251741096</id><published>2010-03-28T17:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:57:56.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;" O tempo está passando muito mais rápido do que eu,e eu estou começando a me arrepender de não passá-lo com você. Agora eu estou tentando saber porque,porque deixei isso preso dentro de mim..então, estou começando a me arrepender de não ter dito tudo pra você..então, se eu ainda não o fiz, quero que agora você saiba : você nunca vai estar sozinho,de agora em diante mesmo que você pense em desistir,não vou deixá-lo cair. você nunca vai estar sozinho,vou te segurar até a dor passar..e agora enquanto eu puder,estarei te segurando com ambas as mãos pois sempre acreditei que não há nada que eu precise a não ser você..então, se eu ainda não o fiz, quero que agora você saiba : você nunca vai estar sozinho de agora em diante,mesmo que você pense em desistir,não vou deixá-lo cair..quando toda a esperança tiver desaparecida,eu sei que você pode continuar..vamos ver o mundo sozinhos,vou te segurar até a dor passar. você tem que viver cada dia como se fosse apenas um,mas se o amanhã nunca chegar?não o deixe escapulir,poderia ser o nosso único dia,você sabe que apenas começou."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-6139056774251741096?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/6139056774251741096/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=6139056774251741096' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/6139056774251741096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/6139056774251741096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-tempo-esta-passando-muito-mais-rapido.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-66448946434552499</id><published>2010-03-28T17:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:57:24.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;" Desculpe estou um pouco atrasado,mas espero que ainda dê tempo de dizer que andei errado e eu entendo,as suas queixas tão justificáveis,e a falta que eu fiz nessa semana,coisas que pareceriam óbvias até p. uma criança..por onde andei enquanto você me procurava?será que eu sei que você é mesmo tudo aquilo que me faltava..?amor eu sinto a sua falta,e a falta é a morte da esperança,como um dia que roubaram o seu carro,deixou uma lembrança..que a vida é mesmo coisa muito frágil,uma bobagem,uma irrelevância,diante da eternidade do amor de quem se ama..por onde andei&lt;br /&gt;enquanto você me procurava?e o que eu te dei?foi muito pouco ou quase nada,e o que eu deixei?algumas roupas penduradas..será que eu sei?que você é mesmo&lt;br /&gt;tudo aquilo que me faltava.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-66448946434552499?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/66448946434552499/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=66448946434552499' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/66448946434552499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/66448946434552499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/03/desculpe-estou-um-pouco-atrasadomas.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-5529775757619769705</id><published>2010-03-28T17:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:56:30.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;" Escrevo essa canção mais uma vez pra te dizer aquilo tudo que meus olhos não conseguem esconder,pois hoje sei que achei o que eu sempre quis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;só em você consigo ver o meu final feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;. e é com você que eu vou ficar,e eu só queria a chance de falar..eu te amo e pra sempre com você eu que quero estar,viver em meus sonhos é te encontrar. eu te amo e pra sempre com você eu vou estar,e aqui ou em qualquer lugar..e então vem dizer que tudo aquilo que você tem,não vou mais achar em ninguém,mais uma vez me fazer sorrir..pois hoje sei que achei o que eu sempre quis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;só em você consigo ver o meu final feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;E eu vou te esperar aonde que que eu vá,&lt;br /&gt;onde quer que eu vá te levo comigo.&lt;/span&gt;&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/426349824575423137-5529775757619769705?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/5529775757619769705/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=5529775757619769705' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5529775757619769705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5529775757619769705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/03/escrevo-essa-cancao-mais-uma-vez-pra-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-4776332908220406524</id><published>2010-03-28T17:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:56:06.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 102, 153); line-height: 15px; "&gt;" Por que você não pode me abraçar e nunca partir?quando você me toca, sou eu quem você possui .. o lugar que você tem em meu coração,você partiria em pedaços, de novo?. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Já tentei de tudo pra você voltar, já tentei ser mais feliz só pra fazer você chorar,não vejo resultado só meu coração que vê a dor&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-4776332908220406524?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/4776332908220406524/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=4776332908220406524' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/4776332908220406524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/4776332908220406524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/03/por-que-voce-nao-pode-me-abracar-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-2464013918360122827</id><published>2010-03-28T17:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:55:14.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" Um sorriso estranho cai do seu rosto,me mata que isso te machuque desse jeito..a pior parte é que eu nem sabia que existem milhares de razões pra você partir,mas se você puder achar um motivo para ficar..eu farei o que for preciso pra mudar tudo isso,eu sei o que está em jogo,eu sei que te magoei,e se me der uma chance,acredite que posso mudar..eu vou nos manter juntos custe o que custar. ela disse: 'se você vai tentar fazer isso funcionar,você tem que me deixar entrar mesmo que isso machuque..não esconda as partes quebradas que eu preciso ver.' .. ela disse: 'goste ou não é assim que tem que ser,você tem que se amar pra poder um dia me amar.' .. eu sei que você merece muito mais,se lembra de quando eu te disse&lt;br /&gt;de como eu me sentia?que eu estaria perdido sem você?que eu nunca me encontraria?vamos nos agarrar um ao outro,e acima de qualquer coisa,recomeçar."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-2464013918360122827?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/2464013918360122827/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=2464013918360122827' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2464013918360122827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2464013918360122827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/03/um-sorriso-estranho-cai-do-seu-rostome.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-1297079098319674565</id><published>2010-02-01T08:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T08:01:29.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;. vou tomar o caminho mais reto vou seguir direto até onde eu quiser, vou levar esse amor solitário tranquilo e na boa até onde eu puder. veja só, eu podia estar ao seu lado mas não deu e eu não vou ficar aqui parada. to indo pra onde haja sol, pois o meu coração é meu lar, se você quiser ir, pode vir.. já guardei seu lugar. vamos viver tudo aquilo que ainda não vivemos mais uma chance pro amor, pra salvar o que ainda não perdemos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;terminamos 31/01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-1297079098319674565?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/1297079098319674565/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=1297079098319674565' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/1297079098319674565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/1297079098319674565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-2085086668624403331</id><published>2010-01-28T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T20:23:57.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for paradise..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S2Jip5H9AcI/AAAAAAAAAic/OIS_OgMd6Mg/s1600-h/P1280030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S2Jip5H9AcI/AAAAAAAAAic/OIS_OgMd6Mg/s320/P1280030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432012572410577346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Às vezes me sinto perdida, Inquieta, confusa, então me sento às estrelas e dou voltas pelo mundo inteiro, eu canto para alguém como você. estou buscando esse momento a música, que quando chega me enche com seu sentimento, vida cheia. descendo a rua do lado procurando pela inocência tentando achar meu caminho tentando fazer algum sentido. eu canto para alguém como tu. porque há alguma coisa que você. fala pro meu coração, fala pra minha alma, eu canto para alguém só como você.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ontem meu mozinho lindo cantou para mim essa música. na verdade ela é cantando em inglês e espanhõl e só ele sabe cantar *-* te amo AMOR DA MINHA VIDA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-2085086668624403331?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/2085086668624403331/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=2085086668624403331' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2085086668624403331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2085086668624403331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/looking-for-paradise.html' title='Looking for paradise..'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S2Jip5H9AcI/AAAAAAAAAic/OIS_OgMd6Mg/s72-c/P1280030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-2255211949430889293</id><published>2010-01-27T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T12:20:55.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>brilho próprio..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S2CfyarmtKI/AAAAAAAAAiU/TReyhAZHcB4/s1600-h/P1210051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S2CfyarmtKI/AAAAAAAAAiU/TReyhAZHcB4/s320/P1210051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431516839113307298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;eu não preciso ser reconhecida por ninguém, a minha glória é fazer com que conheçam a ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-2255211949430889293?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/2255211949430889293/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=2255211949430889293' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2255211949430889293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2255211949430889293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/brilho-proprio.html' title='brilho próprio..'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S2CfyarmtKI/AAAAAAAAAiU/TReyhAZHcB4/s72-c/P1210051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-6563050835203517022</id><published>2010-01-27T10:36:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T10:37:09.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;não vá embora, fique um pouco mais&lt;br /&gt;ninguém sabe fazer o que você me faz.&lt;br /&gt;é exagero e pode até não ser&lt;br /&gt;o que você consegue&lt;br /&gt;ninguém sabe fazer.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-6563050835203517022?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/6563050835203517022/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=6563050835203517022' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/6563050835203517022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/6563050835203517022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/nao-va-embora-fique-um-pouco-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-5977036398214154491</id><published>2010-01-27T10:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T10:36:46.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S2CHq4bedvI/AAAAAAAAAiM/5Sw-W1tVx6Y/s1600-h/P1210016-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S2CHq4bedvI/AAAAAAAAAiM/5Sw-W1tVx6Y/s320/P1210016-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431490321380701938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;"O meu amor tem um jeito manso que é só seu; Que rouba os meus sentidos, viola os meus ouvidos; Com tantos segredos lindos e indecentes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-5977036398214154491?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/5977036398214154491/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=5977036398214154491' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5977036398214154491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5977036398214154491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-meu-amor-tem-um-jeito-manso-que-e-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S2CHq4bedvI/AAAAAAAAAiM/5Sw-W1tVx6Y/s72-c/P1210016-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-7355453735553516915</id><published>2010-01-26T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:11:40.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toda morena tem a sua loira.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;Algumas vezes na vida, você encontra uma amiga especial. Alguém que muda sua vida simplesmente por estar nela. Alguém que te faz rir até você não poder mais parar. Alguém que faz você acreditar que realmente tem algo bom no mundo. Alguém que te convence que lá tem uma porta destrancada só esperando você abri-la. Isso é uma amizade pra sempre. Quando você está pra baixo e o mundo parece escuro e vazio, sua amiga pra sempre te põe pra cima e faz com que o mundo escuro e vazio fique bem claro. Sua amiga pra sempre te ajuda nas horas difíceis, tristes e confusas. Se você se virar e começar a caminhar, sua amiga pra sempre te segue. Se você perder seu caminho, ela te guia e te põe no caminho certo. Sua amiga pra sempre segura sua mão e diz que vai ficar tudo bem. Sua amiga é pra sempre, e pra sempre não tem fim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1-gI9cxyiI/AAAAAAAAAiE/b0nKteZRpu0/s1600-h/P1220033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1-gI9cxyiI/AAAAAAAAAiE/b0nKteZRpu0/s320/P1220033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431235751426771490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-7355453735553516915?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/7355453735553516915/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=7355453735553516915' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/7355453735553516915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/7355453735553516915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/toda-morena-tem-sua-loira.html' title='Toda morena tem a sua loira.'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1-gI9cxyiI/AAAAAAAAAiE/b0nKteZRpu0/s72-c/P1220033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-201768237621905956</id><published>2010-01-26T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:04:56.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>por toda vida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1-fLmDIuII/AAAAAAAAAh8/0UVm82s338g/s1600-h/P1180412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1-fLmDIuII/AAAAAAAAAh8/0UVm82s338g/s320/P1180412.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431234697173186690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-201768237621905956?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/201768237621905956/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=201768237621905956' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/201768237621905956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/201768237621905956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/por-toda-vida.html' title='por toda vida...'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1-fLmDIuII/AAAAAAAAAh8/0UVm82s338g/s72-c/P1180412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-7532493240345488120</id><published>2010-01-26T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:03:16.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brindo a casa , brindo a vida, meus amores, minha família..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1-eg7OhDAI/AAAAAAAAAh0/ZqkD5V59wPw/s1600-h/PC310234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1-eg7OhDAI/AAAAAAAAAh0/ZqkD5V59wPw/s320/PC310234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431233964123687938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1-eZZfKzLI/AAAAAAAAAhs/7LJdwjTKRag/s1600-h/P1020292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1-eZZfKzLI/AAAAAAAAAhs/7LJdwjTKRag/s320/P1020292.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431233834807643314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1-eTSwU4-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/Fhm2CfJnVVs/s1600-h/PC310240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1-eTSwU4-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/Fhm2CfJnVVs/s320/PC310240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431233729921344482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fotos do meu ano novo !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-7532493240345488120?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/7532493240345488120/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=7532493240345488120' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/7532493240345488120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/7532493240345488120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/brindo-casa-brindo-vida-meus-amores.html' title='Brindo a casa , brindo a vida, meus amores, minha família..'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1-eg7OhDAI/AAAAAAAAAh0/ZqkD5V59wPw/s72-c/PC310234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-1795499044224752241</id><published>2010-01-26T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T17:58:11.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1-dIuW2fqI/AAAAAAAAAhc/IESHpelzRmY/s1600-h/P1210058-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1-dIuW2fqI/AAAAAAAAAhc/IESHpelzRmY/s320/P1210058-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431232448840498850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Fala pra mim&lt;br /&gt;O que está acontecendo de errado com nós dois&lt;br /&gt;Não jogue fora o nosso amor não deixa pra depois&lt;br /&gt;O que é que tá pegando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Olha pra mim sinto falta dos teus beijos, teu carinho, teu prazer&lt;br /&gt;Já faz tempo que a gente não se toca pra valer&lt;br /&gt;Não tô mais aguentando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Já pensei em ir embora&lt;br /&gt;Ou quem sabe dar um tempo&lt;br /&gt;Faço tudo pra salvar o nosso relacionamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Amor fala pra mim que não é nosso fim&lt;br /&gt;Diz que é só um pesadelo e que essa fase vai passar&lt;br /&gt;Se eu ficar sem você, não vai dar pra viver&lt;br /&gt;Pelo amor de Deus vê se entende que eu nasci&lt;br /&gt;Pra te amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;amor te amo! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-1795499044224752241?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/1795499044224752241/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=1795499044224752241' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/1795499044224752241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/1795499044224752241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/fala-pra-mim-o-que-esta-acontecendo-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1-dIuW2fqI/AAAAAAAAAhc/IESHpelzRmY/s72-c/P1210058-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-1774130549917525269</id><published>2010-01-25T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:12:06.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ich liebe dich ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S15cnoIStDI/AAAAAAAAAhU/gW__7JSvf_M/s1600-h/P1220035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S15cnoIStDI/AAAAAAAAAhU/gW__7JSvf_M/s320/P1220035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430880036512248882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;É&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ma das formas mais bonitas de se expressar quando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;amamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; alguém!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-1774130549917525269?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/1774130549917525269/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=1774130549917525269' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/1774130549917525269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/1774130549917525269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/ich-liebe-dich_25.html' title='ich liebe dich ♥'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S15cnoIStDI/AAAAAAAAAhU/gW__7JSvf_M/s72-c/P1220035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-2756916904456725440</id><published>2010-01-25T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T13:41:56.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fundamental mesmo é o amor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S14P_7R9COI/AAAAAAAAAhA/qT99ckNFgMA/s1600-h/P1210057-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S14P_7R9COI/AAAAAAAAAhA/qT99ckNFgMA/s320/P1210057-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430795791574567138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;acho que o nosso amor é mais forte do que a gente pensava, espero que nunca acabe!&lt;div&gt;te amo muito mesmo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-2756916904456725440?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/2756916904456725440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=2756916904456725440' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2756916904456725440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2756916904456725440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/fundamental-mesmo-e-o-amor.html' title='fundamental mesmo é o amor.'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S14P_7R9COI/AAAAAAAAAhA/qT99ckNFgMA/s72-c/P1210057-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-214102589217144299</id><published>2010-01-25T13:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T13:40:46.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu me sinto como uma pequena criança</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S14P0AfFQRI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Z8Imz2z4_pA/s1600-h/P1210030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S14P0AfFQRI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Z8Imz2z4_pA/s320/P1210030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430795586813378834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras.terra.com.br/mcknight-brian/655328/traducao.html"&gt;http://letras.terra.com.br/mcknight-brian/655328/traducao.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-214102589217144299?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/214102589217144299/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=214102589217144299' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/214102589217144299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/214102589217144299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/eu-me-sinto-como-uma-pequena-crianca.html' title='Eu me sinto como uma pequena criança'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S14P0AfFQRI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Z8Imz2z4_pA/s72-c/P1210030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-5975518407907525240</id><published>2010-01-24T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:41:24.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Não é assim que acaba uma grande paixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S10gKE7mW8I/AAAAAAAAAgw/xMql3N8iALI/s1600-h/OgAAAFKKj4xEB-UzT_qTeXFRouxO68CxZJTG_HaYBVNPVnNeQ0U4PhlE1-FvqTr1KC1dCniV_1zeFMQZkKE4y9LHZvcAm1T1UCBbxgUhRwJDuEKlhNh0xTNICEpc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S10gKE7mW8I/AAAAAAAAAgw/xMql3N8iALI/s320/OgAAAFKKj4xEB-UzT_qTeXFRouxO68CxZJTG_HaYBVNPVnNeQ0U4PhlE1-FvqTr1KC1dCniV_1zeFMQZkKE4y9LHZvcAm1T1UCBbxgUhRwJDuEKlhNh0xTNICEpc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430532083173186498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; que é que eu vou fazer&lt;br /&gt;Com essa tal liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Se estou na solidão&lt;br /&gt;Pensando em você&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca imaginei&lt;br /&gt;Sentir tanta saudade&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração não sabe&lt;br /&gt;Como te esquecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Quero te abraçar, quero te beijar&lt;br /&gt;Te desejo noite e dia&lt;br /&gt;Quero me prender todo em você&lt;br /&gt;Você é tudo o que eu queria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;O que que eu vou fazer&lt;br /&gt;Com esse fim de tarde&lt;br /&gt;Pra onde quer que eu olhe&lt;br /&gt;Lembro de você&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se fico aqui&lt;br /&gt;Ou mudo de cidade&lt;br /&gt;Sinceramente, amor,&lt;br /&gt;Não sei o que fazer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px;  font-size:13px;color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;hoje foi ruim, o dia que era pra gente sorrir, choramos! um ano de namoro e terminamos por uma coisa insignificante mais tão importante, mais espero que isso se resolva logo e fique bem. te amo muito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-5975518407907525240?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/5975518407907525240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=5975518407907525240' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5975518407907525240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5975518407907525240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-que-e-que-eu-vou-fazer-com-essa-tal.html' title='Não é assim que acaba uma grande paixão'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S10gKE7mW8I/AAAAAAAAAgw/xMql3N8iALI/s72-c/OgAAAFKKj4xEB-UzT_qTeXFRouxO68CxZJTG_HaYBVNPVnNeQ0U4PhlE1-FvqTr1KC1dCniV_1zeFMQZkKE4y9LHZvcAm1T1UCBbxgUhRwJDuEKlhNh0xTNICEpc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-5312386104228353687</id><published>2010-01-22T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T20:24:03.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorriso tímido e de dor..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1p5muPJ3JI/AAAAAAAAAgo/OhzKSsdSPzA/s1600-h/P1220014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1p5muPJ3JI/AAAAAAAAAgo/OhzKSsdSPzA/s320/P1220014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429786006902135954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ainda me sentindo triste... boa noite e é só!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-5312386104228353687?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/5312386104228353687/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=5312386104228353687' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5312386104228353687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5312386104228353687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/sorriso-timido-e-de-dor.html' title='sorriso tímido e de dor..'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1p5muPJ3JI/AAAAAAAAAgo/OhzKSsdSPzA/s72-c/P1220014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-1281387869714368684</id><published>2010-01-22T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T20:21:53.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>um dos motivos de viver..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1p4j9ofM-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/56Uw_79QHHQ/s1600-h/P1220036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1p4j9ofM-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/56Uw_79QHHQ/s320/P1220036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429784859983688674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;a gente briga mais é coisa que acontece, logo o coração esquece.. porque agente se ama ♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;obrigada por hoje, por ter secado as minhas lágrimas, por ter me abraçado desse jeito na foto e me sorrir como sempre! eu te amo taaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanto amor da minha vida.. (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-1281387869714368684?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/1281387869714368684/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=1281387869714368684' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/1281387869714368684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/1281387869714368684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/um-dos-motivos-de-viver.html' title='um dos motivos de viver..'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1p4j9ofM-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/56Uw_79QHHQ/s72-c/P1220036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-8031554831781594605</id><published>2010-01-22T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T09:10:26.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>me dá teu colo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1nbKL2FXHI/AAAAAAAAAgY/v5pBa2x9_hg/s1600-h/1231874698078_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1nbKL2FXHI/AAAAAAAAAgY/v5pBa2x9_hg/s320/1231874698078_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429611793796652146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Que eu quero me deitar, sentir teu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 16px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Pulsando no embalo da nossa paixão&lt;br /&gt;Menino te quero, te amo demais!&lt;br /&gt;Me dá teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Só ele pode alimentar o meu prazer&lt;br /&gt;Não quero nem sonhar que posso te perder&lt;br /&gt;Se eu perder você eu perco minha paz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 16px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 16px;font-size:13px;"&gt;te amo tanto! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-8031554831781594605?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/8031554831781594605/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=8031554831781594605' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/8031554831781594605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/8031554831781594605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-da-teu-colo.html' title='me dá teu colo...'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1nbKL2FXHI/AAAAAAAAAgY/v5pBa2x9_hg/s72-c/1231874698078_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-449010851748286031</id><published>2010-01-22T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T09:04:15.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ás vezes o meu sorriso é meu disfarce..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1nXaVO7x6I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/gTSbZcEpBu4/s1600-h/P1210011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1nXaVO7x6I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/gTSbZcEpBu4/s320/P1210011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429607673148196770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ás vezes acho minha vida quase perfeita, e por isso vivo sorrindo e sendo boba para os outros. mais que nada, ninguém sabe o que acontece por trás desse sorriso, hoje por exemplo levei uma facada no meu coração, minha mãe me decepcionou .. me deixou muito triste com ela e revoltada. nunca fui uma menina de teimar, ser rebelde ou algo do tipo com meus pais.. o mínimo que eu faço é o máximo pra eles, e eu não entendo sabe?! quase sempre me sinto culpada de tudo que eu faço e meu tudo é nada! nada por que comparando as outras pessoas, eu não faço nada!&lt;div&gt;não sou drogada, alcoólatra, vadia, puta e etc.. apenas namoro, gosto de ficar com meus amigos e meu namorado no final de semana e isso pra eles é a gota d'água. estou de férias e eles querem que eu estude? meu, não existe isso! férias= férias é para descansar, relaxar deixar a mente livre! mais não, eles fazem um inferno e tudo é uma desculpa! e não foi só isso, além de dores no coração e muito choro, estou dolorida no braço, na testa e tals! sabe, me senti hoje como se eu tivesse feito uma coisa muito feia e eu apenas queria fugir daqui e correr pros braços do meu namorado e os únicos braços que tinha para me confortar era os meus..me abraçava com desespero, raiva e querendo carinho de alguém e a cada dois minutos pensava em sumir, me suicidar e outras coisas piores! e hoje posso dizer de todos os dias que eu tive, esse foi o pior!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e eu só queria ter ouvido desculpa e reconhecimento do erro que fez .. e quando acontece essas coisas me sinto cada vez mais incapaz mais a minha esperança nunca morre e sempre em busca de ser uma pessoa melhor por mim não pelos outros.. de vez em quando tirando essa raiva é pros meus pais e com amor é pro meu namorado que pode ser furamente e se Deus quiser o meu marido.. na verdade ele é o amor da minha vida.. e não sou ingrata, reconheço tudo o que meus pais fizeram por mim mais o que eu queria, era reconhecimento de que sou uma boa filha e eu que peço desculpas por não ser a filha que vocês sonharam..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;sem mais&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-449010851748286031?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/449010851748286031/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=449010851748286031' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/449010851748286031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/449010851748286031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-vezesa-o-meu-sorriso-e-meu-disfarce.html' title='ás vezes o meu sorriso é meu disfarce..'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1nXaVO7x6I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/gTSbZcEpBu4/s72-c/P1210011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-5241906819641870138</id><published>2010-01-20T08:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T08:38:55.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ter você pra vida inteiro é tudo o que eu mais quero ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1cwg6_bvTI/AAAAAAAAAgI/hCSHEu_mWoM/s1600-h/OgAAANk9WXkX7UYTamIbu1MWoSStTuZXFCsB0AttUA8FWrbSpCHb1mcTtGzj7nitKotqrXka97hrBIc3Jc_JEjEtKGQAm1T1UN_vYWraXeqq3VI3b8ZYypuQBUNS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1cwg6_bvTI/AAAAAAAAAgI/hCSHEu_mWoM/s320/OgAAANk9WXkX7UYTamIbu1MWoSStTuZXFCsB0AttUA8FWrbSpCHb1mcTtGzj7nitKotqrXka97hrBIc3Jc_JEjEtKGQAm1T1UN_vYWraXeqq3VI3b8ZYypuQBUNS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428861217967684914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é, passou um ano e estamos nós juntos!&lt;div&gt;pensava que esse namoro iria apenas duras dois meses, no máximo! mais não, me surpreendeu.. um ano .. era mais do que eu esperava!.. não, eu não sei o que você fez comigo, você me faz feliz de vários jeitos até mesmo brigando. estava pensando ontem que já faz uma semana ou mais que não brigamos, é engraçado por que eu penso, nossa briguei com ele preciso fazer algo que melhore se não esse namoro acaba! e sempre dá certo e eu aprendi muito todo esse tempo que ficamos juntos, concerteza mudei pra melhor, sinto o desejo de ser a melhor pessoa para você, te proporcionar a maior felicidade e o amor mais sincero e gostoso que nunca ninguém vai te dar e que você me deseje por toda a sua vida!  .. nunca ninguém me fez tão feliz, acho que de todo esse tempo não teve dia ruim ao seu lado, só dias que ficamos fazendo nada mais e dai? isso não importa, o que importa é estar ao seu lado! .. adoro todos os sábados que vou de manhã para a sua casa e a gente almoça junto com a sua família e quando é tarde vamos para o seu quarto.. dormimos juntos! ou só eu durmo e você fica me olhando. adoro quando você me sufoca de tanto amor ou quando não para de me elogiar. amo quando me liga só para me dizer que me ama! .sinto a maior alegria quando me liga para fazer algum favor! .. fico feliz de lembrar de quando fui te encontrar na hora de saída do seu serviço e era dia de chuva e você demorava e quando na verdade saiu da floricultura com o buque de rosas vermelhas e me deu!  .. e quando a gente briga e a pior coisa é sentir o teu cheiro e ficar morrendo de vontade de te abraçar! e as nossas reconciliações? é as melhores! e os dias de momo?! um melhor que outro! não sei mesmo, mais você me prendeu de tal maneira! eu te amo e inexplicável o amor que eu sinto por você! quero ficar com você por toda vida. os dias que passei ao seu lado, ninguém pode compra-los! quero te fazer feliz, quero que seja o homem mais feliz desse mundo. eu te amo absurdamente,  sou toda sua e de mais ninguém (e você sabe disso, é evidente que morro de amores por você, todos sabem!) te amo demais amor da minha vida. promete ficar comigo pra sempre? é você que eu quero, os outros são os outros..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se tudo isso um dia acabar, pelo menos aqui terei as gostosas lembranças do nosso amor!as vezes parece ser inseguro mais eu &lt;b&gt;me entrego totalmente a ti&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/426349824575423137-5241906819641870138?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/5241906819641870138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=5241906819641870138' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5241906819641870138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5241906819641870138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/ter-voce-pra-vida-inteiro-e-tudo-o-que.html' title='ter você pra vida inteiro é tudo o que eu mais quero ..'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1cwg6_bvTI/AAAAAAAAAgI/hCSHEu_mWoM/s72-c/OgAAANk9WXkX7UYTamIbu1MWoSStTuZXFCsB0AttUA8FWrbSpCHb1mcTtGzj7nitKotqrXka97hrBIc3Jc_JEjEtKGQAm1T1UN_vYWraXeqq3VI3b8ZYypuQBUNS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-6985127197912874424</id><published>2010-01-20T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T08:17:24.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ser feliz é o que importa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1cpmQuVp6I/AAAAAAAAAgA/hFElbHHtxwA/s1600-h/P1190454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1cpmQuVp6I/AAAAAAAAAgA/hFElbHHtxwA/s320/P1190454.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428853613119514530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aqui é o único lugar que posso desabafar, nem todos podem ver e se verem não ligo mais enfim, isso não é o mais importante! .. semana passada, andava desanimada e triste com a minha mãe.. como eu disse á ela, me sentia um brinquedinho dela fazendo o que quiser de mim! e não é por que eu sou filha dela não significa que tenho que ser tratada assim!mais não é só isso, todos os dias sinto a necessidade que tenho fazer algo mais, a necessidade de surpreender alguém, se não sair como eu quero, fico me sentindo incapaz..mais sabe apesar de tudo, me sinto feliz! .. sei que algum dia, vou mostrar a todos a pessoa que eu sou, que sou capaz e consigo tudo o que eu quero! sou tão humilde que não desejos coisas tão grandes pra minha vida só quero ter pequenas coisas.. como um marido, uma boa profissão, reconhecimento, ser independente, e ter condições de vida boa, saúde e amor e minha família ao meu lado apoiando e ser abençoada, protegida por Deus! só isso!&lt;div&gt;é pedir muito?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-6985127197912874424?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/6985127197912874424/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=6985127197912874424' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/6985127197912874424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/6985127197912874424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2010/01/aqui-e-o-unico-lugar-que-posso.html' title='ser feliz é o que importa'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/S1cpmQuVp6I/AAAAAAAAAgA/hFElbHHtxwA/s72-c/P1190454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-5270124284105407831</id><published>2009-10-23T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:42:06.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas pequenas não abala o nosso amor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SuH3x4Lvj0I/AAAAAAAAAfU/ipbNkbD4Iog/s1600-h/Downloads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SuH3x4Lvj0I/AAAAAAAAAfU/ipbNkbD4Iog/s320/Downloads.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395866264833855298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu sonhei e esperei por seu amor e o meu coração se acostumou a sonhar com você&lt;br /&gt;e de repente eu te encontrei eu vi no seu olhar, a paixão que eu sonhei pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;quando te vi, acreditei que o amor não era só um sonho meu. eu acordei e o mundo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;inteiro acendeu. não pára de brilhar e o meu olhar só vê o seu. eu encontrei meu grande &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;amor. pode chover, o céu cair que nada vai tirar o que eu guardei dentro de mim. é só pensar &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;em você, no amor que guia os nossos corações. se o mundo te esconder por traz de muros e prisões&lt;br /&gt;te encontrarei meu grande amor. só os tolos podem pensar que o amor se deixa enganar&lt;br /&gt;nada poderá mudar os rumos da paixão;foi ele quem nos escolheu; não foi você, nem eu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;meu grande amor. aconteceu, estava escrito assim... eu em você, você em mim&lt;br /&gt;eu te encontrei meu grande amor. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255); font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-5270124284105407831?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/5270124284105407831/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=5270124284105407831' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5270124284105407831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5270124284105407831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/10/coisas-pequenas-nao-abala-o-nosso-amor.html' title='coisas pequenas não abala o nosso amor.'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SuH3x4Lvj0I/AAAAAAAAAfU/ipbNkbD4Iog/s72-c/Downloads.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-1101994708245582833</id><published>2009-09-25T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T14:01:08.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ainda resta uma saudade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Sr0t3XgFSfI/AAAAAAAAAfA/8yPelZWVWVM/s1600-h/3139186169_db6c9cd68b-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Sr0t3XgFSfI/AAAAAAAAAfA/8yPelZWVWVM/s320/3139186169_db6c9cd68b-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385511158629616114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guardada dentro de mim (=&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ando meio perturbada com meus sentimentos, ou é coisa da minha cabeça , sentimentos antigos querendo voltar mais não quero que isso aconteça!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tento fugir, mais parece quanto mais fujo mais eu procuro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;penso todo momento de como seria o nosso AGORA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;juro que procuro pensar menos e viver o MEU agora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;não faz sentido. acho que é apenas uma prova pra mim. se eu consigo levar numa boa ou logo de cara DESISTO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;já passei por isso inúmeras vezes e dessa vez é diferente porque é uma coisa que fico na dúvida. aliás sei bem o que eu quero apenas tem um diabinho e um anjinho em meus ombros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;só peço a DEUS que me ilumine nesses meus momentos de passado, porque meu passado eu já vive o suficiente e agora quero meu presente. já percebi que quando queremos as coisas que mais desejamos nunca acontece mais quando esquecemos delas , elas aparecem sem ao menos agente pedir e é isso que anda acontecendo comigo. eu só quero viver de saudade, não quero realiza-la embora o desejo seja grande, mais eu apenas deixarei assim ... vontade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-1101994708245582833?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/1101994708245582833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=1101994708245582833' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/1101994708245582833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/1101994708245582833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/09/ainda-resta-uma-saudade.html' title='ainda resta uma saudade...'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Sr0t3XgFSfI/AAAAAAAAAfA/8yPelZWVWVM/s72-c/3139186169_db6c9cd68b-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-7087577522965105301</id><published>2009-07-01T16:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:19:35.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>amor maior.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Skvu0DcZ4GI/AAAAAAAAAe4/e0Lah81FbHM/s1600-h/vc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353635160105017442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Skvu0DcZ4GI/AAAAAAAAAe4/e0Lah81FbHM/s320/vc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Skvuzx3HZ5I/AAAAAAAAAew/loBA_doG-68/s1600-h/se.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353635155385214866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Skvuzx3HZ5I/AAAAAAAAAew/loBA_doG-68/s320/se.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Skvuz4ng4xI/AAAAAAAAAeo/bFfe8bQfSQA/s1600-h/rodrgo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353635157198824210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Skvuz4ng4xI/AAAAAAAAAeo/bFfe8bQfSQA/s320/rodrgo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvuzrMc0ZI/AAAAAAAAAeg/2OtyNXP5lkA/s1600-h/s2z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353635153595650450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvuzrMc0ZI/AAAAAAAAAeg/2OtyNXP5lkA/s320/s2z.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvuzFJ3wHI/AAAAAAAAAeY/SI-K6ewHPrg/s1600-h/S22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353635143384285298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvuzFJ3wHI/AAAAAAAAAeY/SI-K6ewHPrg/s320/S22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-7087577522965105301?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/7087577522965105301/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=7087577522965105301' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/7087577522965105301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/7087577522965105301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/07/amor-maior.html' title='amor maior.'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Skvu0DcZ4GI/AAAAAAAAAe4/e0Lah81FbHM/s72-c/vc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-7532838140028657832</id><published>2009-07-01T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:15:40.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O mundo pertence á nos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvuC5jRwQI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/5OwDikL3JM4/s1600-h/rebe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353634315635900674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; 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De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvuC5jRwQI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/5OwDikL3JM4/s72-c/rebe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-6359944528899488711</id><published>2009-07-01T15:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:01:10.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>v i  d a  ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Skvpqww-KvI/AAAAAAAAAcY/n1ikeZNAcE4/s1600-h/lin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353629502914046706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Skvpqww-KvI/AAAAAAAAAcY/n1ikeZNAcE4/s320/lin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Skvpqp0SkjI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9FFEbt4f7Ko/s1600-h/liin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353629501048918578" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvpRvqOFdI/AAAAAAAAAbg/3F-XEII5ZMA/s320/colo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvpRcLzgJI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RD_LhUMqBqo/s1600-h/bio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353629067892719762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvpRcLzgJI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RD_LhUMqBqo/s320/bio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvpRAf3fKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4KYzRnibvT4/s1600-h/amorr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353629060460674210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvpRAf3fKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4KYzRnibvT4/s320/amorr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-6359944528899488711?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/6359944528899488711/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=6359944528899488711' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/6359944528899488711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/6359944528899488711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/07/v-i-d.html' title='v i  d a  ♥'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Skvpqww-KvI/AAAAAAAAAcY/n1ikeZNAcE4/s72-c/lin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-2095526101821378663</id><published>2009-07-01T15:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T15:53:53.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>É você meu desejo mais gostoso de viver.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvoznJ9jXI/AAAAAAAAAbI/xjctwLSRV6E/s1600-h/amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353628555441704306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvoznJ9jXI/AAAAAAAAAbI/xjctwLSRV6E/s320/amor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvozV2zBBI/AAAAAAAAAbA/K8QylR10iS4/s1600-h/amo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353628550797919250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvozV2zBBI/AAAAAAAAAbA/K8QylR10iS4/s320/amo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvozNLjRxI/AAAAAAAAAa4/o1___Gb-o3Q/s1600-h/alm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353628548469049106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvozNLjRxI/AAAAAAAAAa4/o1___Gb-o3Q/s320/alm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Skvoy-00rDI/AAAAAAAAAaw/rDq7PcPJaRA/s1600-h/ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353628544615623730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Skvoy-00rDI/AAAAAAAAAaw/rDq7PcPJaRA/s320/ad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Skvoyh4E1TI/AAAAAAAAAao/XKpxacl15yA/s1600-h/2s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353628536844637490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Skvoyh4E1TI/AAAAAAAAAao/XKpxacl15yA/s320/2s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvoloRKSzI/AAAAAAAAAag/VTc_S1uPKLE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353628315222166322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvoloRKSzI/AAAAAAAAAag/VTc_S1uPKLE/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-2095526101821378663?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/2095526101821378663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=2095526101821378663' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2095526101821378663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2095526101821378663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/07/e-voce-meu-desejo-mais-gostoso-de-viver.html' title='É você meu desejo mais gostoso de viver.'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkvoznJ9jXI/AAAAAAAAAbI/xjctwLSRV6E/s72-c/amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-8757768646448461268</id><published>2009-06-25T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T09:32:42.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não importa..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkOmgmRx63I/AAAAAAAAAaY/BMfvmHh5a70/s1600-h/rebecca0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351303861207427954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkOmgmRx63I/AAAAAAAAAaY/BMfvmHh5a70/s320/rebecca0055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;...o que é o mundo, o importante, são os seus sonhos. Não importa o que você é, o importante é o que você quer ser. Não importa onde você está, importa para onde você quer ir. Não importa o porquê,o importante é o querer. Não importam suas mágoas, o importante mesmo são suas alegrias .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-8757768646448461268?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/8757768646448461268/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=8757768646448461268' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/8757768646448461268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/8757768646448461268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/06/nao-importa.html' title='Não importa..'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkOmgmRx63I/AAAAAAAAAaY/BMfvmHh5a70/s72-c/rebecca0055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-1321640648754863828</id><published>2009-06-25T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T09:30:19.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLY !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkOlV2DP_NI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/TOpcfcQ_HzE/s1600-h/DSC00434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351302576951262418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkOlV2DP_NI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/TOpcfcQ_HzE/s320/DSC00434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sei que você está olhando para mim mas isso foi algo que você viu algo especial que você não pode negar . você tem os meus sonhos não é possível deixá-los desaparecer quero mostrar ao mundo que eu posso fazer o certo .. Direito! não importa o que você diria sobre. eu encontrei meu caminho até o topo esta é a minha vida, isso é para uma verdadeira...você deseja experimentar-me, sinto-me eu tenho estado entre tantas coisas...Pois, isso é onde eu tenho...Baby eu sou uma garota!Você conhece a minha história eu sei que eu estou procurando manter algo mais você acha que ver o motivo pelo qual tal pensar como a perfeição que você quer de mim basta olhar ao seu redor ninguém é perfeito como toda a gente que vai manter no seu ciclo há este amor que tenho dentropara me levar em suficiente eu vou te mostrar o que eu posso eu vou fazer você ver que eu sou uma mentira como um borboleta distante, que ultrapassa o que os olhos podem ver basta dizer que você venha comigo e eu vou voar...Vou cantar o que sinto e eu vou voar...vou te mostrar que eu sou real e eu vou voar, não tente mudar minha mente, uma menina talvez... deixe me levá-lo sobre este passeio, eu vi seu mundo, então me deixe te mostrar o meu*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-1321640648754863828?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/1321640648754863828/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=1321640648754863828' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/1321640648754863828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/1321640648754863828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/06/fly.html' title='FLY !'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SkOlV2DP_NI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/TOpcfcQ_HzE/s72-c/DSC00434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-5537665417046775402</id><published>2009-05-14T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:47:47.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o seu amor eu declamo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SgxnPU824eI/AAAAAAAAAaI/hVrW4LWrRAY/s1600-h/moz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SgxnPU824eI/AAAAAAAAAaI/hVrW4LWrRAY/s320/moz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335753171546857954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agente se combina tanto, agente faz amor legal&lt;br /&gt;eu já conheço tuas manhas teu jeito de homem fatal&lt;br /&gt;se tá zangado faz biquinho, se tá contente dá carinho&lt;br /&gt;eu só te peço uma coisa me deixa beijar tua boca agora&lt;br /&gt;que eu te amo e te quero sem demora&lt;br /&gt;o nosso amor já tem a mais linda história&lt;br /&gt;que é contada em versos que eu fiz prá você..&lt;br /&gt;menino que mexe comigo por dentro com meu pensamento&lt;br /&gt;um doce veneno eu invento que quero te deixar&lt;br /&gt;prá ver se mexo contigo, no fim parece mais&lt;br /&gt;que me impus um castigo, você me mostra logo um sorriso maroto&lt;br /&gt;eu me entrego por inteira parecendo uma garota querendo um brinquedo sentindo o desejo e essa ânsia se acaba no mais longo beijo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 mêses :)&lt;br /&gt;eu te amo muiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiito viida ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-5537665417046775402?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/5537665417046775402/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=5537665417046775402' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5537665417046775402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5537665417046775402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-seu-amor-eu-declamo_14.html' title='o seu amor eu declamo.'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SgxnPU824eI/AAAAAAAAAaI/hVrW4LWrRAY/s72-c/moz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-546938684714740334</id><published>2009-05-14T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:46:28.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o seu amor eu declamo.</title><content type='html'>agente se combina tanto, agente faz amor legal&lt;br /&gt;eu já conheço tuas manhas teu jeito de homem fatal&lt;br /&gt;se tá zangado faz biquinho, se tá contente dá carinho&lt;br /&gt;eu só te peço uma coisa me deixa beijar tua boca agora&lt;br /&gt;que eu te amo e te quero sem demora&lt;br /&gt;o nosso amor já tem a mais linda história&lt;br /&gt;que é contada em versos que eu fiz prá você..&lt;br /&gt;menino que mexe comigo por dentro com meu pensamento&lt;br /&gt;um doce veneno eu invento que quero te deixar&lt;br /&gt;prá ver se mexo contigo, no fim parece mais&lt;br /&gt;que me impus um castigo, você me mostra logo um sorriso maroto&lt;br /&gt;eu me entrego por inteira parecendo uma garota querendo um brinquedo&lt;br /&gt;sentindo o desejo e essa ânsia se acaba no mais longo beijo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 mêses :)&lt;br /&gt;eu te amo muiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiito viida ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-546938684714740334?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/546938684714740334/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=546938684714740334' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/546938684714740334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/546938684714740334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-seu-amor-eu-declamo.html' title='o seu amor eu declamo.'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-2885822517388413325</id><published>2009-03-27T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:18:35.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEM BAD TRIP, NADA ME ABALA =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SczuKrUNH9I/AAAAAAAAAYg/0as4XC8KBdo/s1600-h/badd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317887127211286482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SczuKrUNH9I/AAAAAAAAAYg/0as4XC8KBdo/s320/badd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-2885822517388413325?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/2885822517388413325/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=2885822517388413325' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2885822517388413325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2885822517388413325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-bad-trip-nada-me-abala.html' title='SEM BAD TRIP, NADA ME ABALA =)'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SczuKrUNH9I/AAAAAAAAAYg/0as4XC8KBdo/s72-c/badd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-2291955266684968787</id><published>2009-03-27T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:12:15.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.é só alegriia*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SczsnqV18WI/AAAAAAAAAYY/QfDQJZN0i_Y/s1600-h/thami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317885426142671202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SczsnqV18WI/AAAAAAAAAYY/QfDQJZN0i_Y/s320/thami.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; amizade é o abraço carinhoso e o olhar que compreende tudo, é a mão estendida e o sorriso no rosto, amizade é o oi sincero e o tchau deprimido, é o silêncio que reprova mudo e o sentimento que invade sem pedir licença, amizade é confiança e união, amizade é como um amor de irmão, amizade é simplesmente aquilo e pronto! para vocês eu deixo meu melhor sorriso, meu maior abraço, minha melhor história, minha melhor intenção, toda minha compreensão, e da minha amizade, a maior porção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu amo vocêis :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-2291955266684968787?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/2291955266684968787/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=2291955266684968787' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2291955266684968787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2291955266684968787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-so-alegriia.html' title='.é só alegriia*'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SczsnqV18WI/AAAAAAAAAYY/QfDQJZN0i_Y/s72-c/thami.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-4651157904466502814</id><published>2009-03-24T19:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:14:52.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda bem que você vive comigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/ScmTXayGOnI/AAAAAAAAAX8/lFx5sgCdtMM/s1600-h/amoorz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/ScmTXayGOnI/AAAAAAAAAX8/lFx5sgCdtMM/s320/amoorz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316942865623300722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; porque senão, como seria esta vida? sei lá, nos dias frios em que nós estamos juntos nos abraçamos sob o nosso conforto de amar, se há dores tudo fica mais fácil, seu rosto silencia e faz parar. &lt;b&gt;as flores que me manda são fato do nosso cuidado e entrega. meus beijos sem os seus não dariam&lt;/b&gt;.os dias chegariam sem paixão; &lt;b&gt;meu corpo sem o seu uma parte seria o acaso e não sorte&lt;/b&gt;.entre tantos outros que sorte a nossa hein? entre tantas paixões, esse encontro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;nós dois, esse amor.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 meses de namoro, 24/03&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-4651157904466502814?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/4651157904466502814/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=4651157904466502814' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/4651157904466502814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/4651157904466502814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/03/ainda-bem-que-voce-vive-comigo.html' title='Ainda bem que você vive comigo'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/ScmTXayGOnI/AAAAAAAAAX8/lFx5sgCdtMM/s72-c/amoorz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-8153613426908222023</id><published>2009-03-24T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:13:01.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>minha melhor amiga, minha irmã '</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/ScmTCSpLOJI/AAAAAAAAAX0/8-EVNBOH7Eo/s1600-h/DSC09677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/ScmTCSpLOJI/AAAAAAAAAX0/8-EVNBOH7Eo/s320/DSC09677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316942502661142674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quero alguém pra me abraçar então eu vou, enfrento as curvas sem medo de sentir solidão. penso em você, sei que não vai me abandonar; pra sempre unidas, na vida contigo quero estar não importa o lugar. me entende e nada de mal pode me afetar. ficamos afastadas por uma razão mas sempre soube, amiga, você mora no meu coração você voltou e eu vou dizer, a minha força vem de você não tem mais fim, eu não me canso. Toda vez que eu respiro, sinto essa energia e piro ela está bem aqui vem de mim e vem de ti. juntas pra viver em paz !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-8153613426908222023?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/8153613426908222023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=8153613426908222023' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/8153613426908222023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/8153613426908222023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/03/minha-melhor-amiga-minha-irma.html' title='minha melhor amiga, minha irmã &apos;'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/ScmTCSpLOJI/AAAAAAAAAX0/8-EVNBOH7Eo/s72-c/DSC09677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-4160829742214720161</id><published>2009-03-11T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:54:25.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEM AMOR EU NADA SERIA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Sbgk8M5YxsI/AAAAAAAAAWc/A7747AcfJ8k/s1600-h/DSC00279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Sbgk8M5YxsI/AAAAAAAAAWc/A7747AcfJ8k/s320/DSC00279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312036377156175554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" ainda que eu falasse a língua dos homens e falasse a língua do anjos &lt;b&gt;sem amor eu nada seria&lt;/b&gt; é só o amor, é que conhece o que é verdade. o amor é bom, não quer o mal não sente inveja ou se envaidece. o amor é o fogo que arde sem se ver é ferida que dói e não se sente é um contentamento descontente é dor que desatina sem doer. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-4160829742214720161?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/4160829742214720161/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=4160829742214720161' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/4160829742214720161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/4160829742214720161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-amor-eu-nada-seria.html' title='SEM AMOR EU NADA SERIA!'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/Sbgk8M5YxsI/AAAAAAAAAWc/A7747AcfJ8k/s72-c/DSC00279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-4856909844012767904</id><published>2009-02-18T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:35:31.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>" amor igual ao teu, eu nunca mais terei ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZxhkhrSymI/AAAAAAAAAUc/pZruYS_mdps/s1600-h/DSC08099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 335px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZxhkhrSymI/AAAAAAAAAUc/pZruYS_mdps/s320/DSC08099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304221741278743138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amor que eu nunca vi igual que eu nunca mais verei&lt;br /&gt;amor que não se pede, amor que não se mede que não se repete. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu te amo muuuuuuuuuuito!&lt;br /&gt;e eu to "doente" com a sinusite atacada e mais tarde ele vem aqui me ver. beijos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-4856909844012767904?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/4856909844012767904/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=4856909844012767904' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/4856909844012767904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/4856909844012767904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/02/amor-igual-ao-teu-eu-nunca-mais-terei.html' title='&quot; amor igual ao teu, eu nunca mais terei ...'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZxhkhrSymI/AAAAAAAAAUc/pZruYS_mdps/s72-c/DSC08099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-5937083497445165492</id><published>2009-02-17T17:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T17:29:35.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtkdZeBwLI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/y-Z1cPwh_Q4/s1600-h/M%C3%94+s25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtkdZeBwLI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/y-Z1cPwh_Q4/s320/M%C3%94+s25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303943442374705330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;quantas vezes eu te falei que este amor é tudo para nós dois? eu te quero e sempre vou te amar agora e depois quanto tempo eu não sei... não se mede em tempo uma paixão mas eu sinto cada dia mais você no coração quantas coisas entre nós foram ditas quase sem falar... de repente um gesto e um olhar dizem: Te amo e sem nada prometer nos amamos sem querer saber se é paixão ou se é um grande amor tudo existe em nós. pode ser amor, pode ser paixão pode ter até outra explicação só sei que quero ter você sempre ao meu lado. eu te amo muito e tô morrendo de saudades, mais hoje vêm aqui depois do trabalho e depois vamos para sua casa e depois ir lá com o pessoal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-5937083497445165492?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/5937083497445165492/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=5937083497445165492' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5937083497445165492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5937083497445165492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/02/quantas-vezes-eu-te-falei-que-este-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtkdZeBwLI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/y-Z1cPwh_Q4/s72-c/M%C3%94+s25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-4687972602234433740</id><published>2009-02-17T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T17:27:09.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjtjlnXtI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RpKgKjwKvqA/s1600-h/rebeccas23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjtjlnXtI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RpKgKjwKvqA/s320/rebeccas23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303942620457164498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Você aguentaria conhecer minha verdade? pois tome. prove e sinta, eu tenho preguiça de quem não comete erros, tenho profundo sono de quem prefere o morno.eu gosto do risco, dos que arriscam. tenho admiração nata por quem segue o coração.eu acredito nas pessoas livres, liberdade de ser. coragem boa de se mostrar, dar a cara a tapa! ser louca, estranha, chata! eu sou assim tenho um milhão de defeitos, sou voluvél, tenho uma tpm horrivel, sou viciada em gente, adoro ficar sozinha mas eu vivo pra me sentir. por isso, eu te peço me provoque, me desafie, me tire do sério, me tire do tédio, vire meu mundo do avesso!mas, pelo amor de deus, me faça sentir um beliscãozinho que for, me dê.eu quero rir até a barriga doer, chorar e fica com cara de sapo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-4687972602234433740?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/4687972602234433740/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=4687972602234433740' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/4687972602234433740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/4687972602234433740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/02/voce-aguentaria-conhecer-minha-verdade.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjtjlnXtI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RpKgKjwKvqA/s72-c/rebeccas23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-4897236615283457232</id><published>2009-02-17T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T17:21:14.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>além do infinito eu vou voar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZte8mhLAOI/AAAAAAAAATU/39R4ugtK4Ac/s1600-h/DSC09183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZte8mhLAOI/AAAAAAAAATU/39R4ugtK4Ac/s320/DSC09183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303937381383733474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;você surgiu na melhor hora, achei que seria uma grande brincadeira mais hoje vejo que não é bem isso. é  um amor de verdade, eu sei disso... nós sabemos. sabe quando sabemos que é uma pessoa é importante pra você? ... imagine você sem ela!&lt;br /&gt;ê mô! não me imagino mais sem você, todos os dias, horas, minutos, segundos eu só penso em você, eu amo você a cada vez mais e mais e eu por nada desse mundo vou te trocar, nunca vou abrir mão de você eu achei o amor que eu sempre quis, obrigada por está me dando essa felicidade, o seu amor, a sua amizade, álias tudo. to vivendo a melhor coisa que nunca senti em toda minha vida. eu te amo rodrigo demais ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-4897236615283457232?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/4897236615283457232/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=4897236615283457232' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/4897236615283457232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/4897236615283457232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2009/02/alem-do-infinito-eu-vou-voar.html' title='além do infinito eu vou voar.'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZte8mhLAOI/AAAAAAAAATU/39R4ugtK4Ac/s72-c/DSC09183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-2694746177399929123</id><published>2008-12-08T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T11:11:43.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>memórias, saudade, futuro.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/ST1u1MujLiI/AAAAAAAAARg/ugsXhDo4RZs/s1600-h/amarelinha-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/ST1u1MujLiI/AAAAAAAAARg/ugsXhDo4RZs/s320/amarelinha-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277496198576680482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não precisa entender no que eu vo escvever daqui em diante, eu entendo já basta. todos nós temos as nossas recaídas, a nossa saudade, as lembranças.&lt;br /&gt;só que não é passado.. é presente e futuro.&lt;br /&gt;é estranho pensar nisso. tento tanta coisa a dizer, tanta coisa a ouvir. morrendo de vontade daquele abraço, de ver aquele brilho dos olhos. coração ta apertado mesmo e a garganta presa. não consigo controlar os meus sentimentos. mais enfim eu te amo se não é agora vai ser depois e se não for depois, não sei o que te dizer. as palavras somem de uma tal maneira que nem eu entendo. desculpa por tudo que fiz, já fiz tantas promessas e não cumpri, já errei tanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chega não quero mais escrever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-2694746177399929123?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/2694746177399929123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=2694746177399929123' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2694746177399929123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2694746177399929123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2008/12/memrias-saudade-futuro.html' title='memórias, saudade, futuro.'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/ST1u1MujLiI/AAAAAAAAARg/ugsXhDo4RZs/s72-c/amarelinha-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-1571304830560538883</id><published>2008-12-04T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T13:35:09.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>depois de tanto tempo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SThL4Jn0ZAI/AAAAAAAAALo/GETumniAEaQ/s1600-h/1203_182549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SThL4Jn0ZAI/AAAAAAAAALo/GETumniAEaQ/s320/1203_182549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276050391492224002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posso escrever que estou feliz, nota-se pelo meu olhar.&lt;br /&gt;depois de tanta ' solidão ' agora sim me sinto mais tranquila, mais leve e até mesmo "apaixonada" por mim e por um certo alguém. descobri que reviver o passado não faz bem, descobri que mudanças... melhores; faz a diferença numa pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;estou tentando achar meu caminho, saber qual o errado e qual o certo. sei que ainda posso errar, só que errar mais 5 vezes é burrice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posso então ficar aqui quetinha pensando em tudo que eu fiz e nisso tudo ganhei uma coisa mais preciosa que já ganhei. e você&lt;br /&gt;pergunta o que? a lição da vida. nada melhor que isso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pra você: um olhar com um sorisso e mil beijos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-1571304830560538883?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/1571304830560538883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=1571304830560538883' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/1571304830560538883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/1571304830560538883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2008/12/depois-de-tanto-tempo.html' title='depois de tanto tempo...'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SThL4Jn0ZAI/AAAAAAAAALo/GETumniAEaQ/s72-c/1203_182549.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-2423411644204994426</id><published>2008-07-24T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T19:21:12.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sozinha, desprotegida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SIk4i4mXZJI/AAAAAAAAAHE/qBwfGnT5TTQ/s1600-h/becca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SIk4i4mXZJI/AAAAAAAAAHE/qBwfGnT5TTQ/s320/becca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226771014500181138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;têm dias que agente acorda e sente muito feliz e com vontade de fazer várias coisas que passar pela cabeça... mas têm dias que você acorda, e o dia está uma bosta, nem têm sol lá fora quando você olha para janela, você até sai de casa com uma loca vontade de ainda fazer o seu dia render, vai passando as horas e nada e vai batendo aquela tristeza e você se sente tão sozinha e desprotegida e nem sabe o que fazer, se aquilo está certo ou está errado&lt;br /&gt;sei lá o que passa, até sei mas não tem o que fazer é dexa acontecer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-2423411644204994426?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/2423411644204994426/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=2423411644204994426' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2423411644204994426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/2423411644204994426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2008/07/sozinha-desprotegida.html' title='sozinha, desprotegida'/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SIk4i4mXZJI/AAAAAAAAAHE/qBwfGnT5TTQ/s72-c/becca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-3099281854822392133</id><published>2008-07-07T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T13:46:59.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a vida me ensinou a nunca desistir,nem ganhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nem perder mas procurar evoluir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; ♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;saudades demais,como dói ;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;sexta tá chegando e atibaia que me aguarde!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-3099281854822392133?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/3099281854822392133/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=3099281854822392133' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/3099281854822392133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/3099281854822392133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2008/07/vida-me-ensinou-nunca-desistirnem.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426349824575423137.post-5615876305186561764</id><published>2008-06-23T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:20:24.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SF_bLcWPjKI/AAAAAAAAADE/5RaadItwIHY/s1600-h/cel.mae+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 236px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SF_bLcWPjKI/AAAAAAAAADE/5RaadItwIHY/s200/cel.mae+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215127883152854178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Blog novo,para uma vida nova e feliz :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426349824575423137-5615876305186561764?l=rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/feeds/5615876305186561764/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426349824575423137&amp;postID=5615876305186561764' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5615876305186561764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426349824575423137/posts/default/5615876305186561764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccaribeirodealmeida.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-novopara-uma-vida-nova-e-feliz.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca R. De Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231096897335259656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SZtjIpNvDVI/AAAAAAAAATg/9mM5pgZzYhI/S220/rebeccas23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fd26-eCKIdc/SF_bLcWPjKI/AAAAAAAAADE/5RaadItwIHY/s72-c/cel.mae+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
