<?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-7775839738920953599</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:01:18.347Z</updated><category term='Momento certo'/><category term='Videos'/><category term='Amizades'/><category term='A'/><category term='Algo interessante.'/><category term='Desafios'/><category term='Diariamente .'/><category term='Estados De Espirito'/><category term='Desabafos inesperados'/><category term='Conversas ..'/><category term='Nicholas Sparks'/><category term='Frases Nicola'/><category term='Miminhos.*'/><category term='B M'/><category term='Conselhos amorosos'/><category term='Margarida Rebelo Pinto'/><title type='text'>Ana Sofia.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>708</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-5902119503393738030</id><published>2011-09-08T01:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T01:46:02.469+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizades'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4uIdWXt-MQ/TmgO63yDPPI/AAAAAAAACK4/hHh23DKqzTM/s1600/665062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4uIdWXt-MQ/TmgO63yDPPI/AAAAAAAACK4/hHh23DKqzTM/s320/665062.jpg" width="242px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Esperava que fosses mais forte, que não mudasses desta maneira . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Já reparas-te que nem uma mensagem me mandas, é&amp;nbsp;estranho não é? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Se calhar não somos assim tão fortes como pensavamos, mais fortes que a distância, mais que os dias que estão a passar e nós .. com o passar dos mesmos, estamos a perder-nos cada vez mais! Cada vez mais em caminhos, posições e opiniões diferentes . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Choro, choro porque sei o que já passamos e já ultrapassamos e agora, parece-me que não serviu de nada, nada mesmo&amp;nbsp;! As vezes dou por mim a pensar, que podes ter deitado todos os nossos episódios, todas as nossas memórias para o lixo ou pela janela fora, como se já não prestassem para nada .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Estou cansada, muito cansada e se pudesse, desapareceria hoje mesmo, para bem longe, onde ninguém me conhecesse e podesse recomeçar, todas as minhas amizades de novo, sem esperar que um dia, essas mesmas, possam levar-me ao colo quando mais precisar, assim não me magoava tanto . Assim já não sonhava com o impossivel nem me iludia como agora acontece&amp;nbsp;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-5902119503393738030?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/5902119503393738030/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=5902119503393738030&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5902119503393738030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5902119503393738030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/09/esperava-que-fosses-mais-forte-que-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4uIdWXt-MQ/TmgO63yDPPI/AAAAAAAACK4/hHh23DKqzTM/s72-c/665062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-5222622364041208498</id><published>2011-09-07T01:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T01:14:32.669+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conversas ..'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diariamente .'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lIUJI8efa8w/Tma1p9AsHxI/AAAAAAAACK0/QebiyiGHZbI/s1600/magoa.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lIUJI8efa8w/Tma1p9AsHxI/AAAAAAAACK0/QebiyiGHZbI/s320/magoa.jpeg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sou uma mulher feita e frontal, mas por vezes torno-me tão inocente em certas situações, me irrita ser assim. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando penso que "&lt;u&gt;desta vez, vai ser diferente, tudo correra da melhor forma, tal como planeei&lt;/u&gt;" é quando tudo corre no sentido contrário e eu .. eu me desiludo mais uma vez. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não quero mais confiar nas pessoas, faço-me de forte e fria mas por dentro só quero conforto e estar em paz, só quero amor e carinho de toda a gente, porém sei que tal, ultimamente torna-se impossivel ... Desta vez vou-me esforçar muito, muito mesmo, para não cair de novo nesta maldita tentação de ter um "&lt;strike&gt;coração mole&lt;/strike&gt;" . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não posso perdoar tantas vezes ... Sabes como me sinto (?) - Impotente ! A sério, sinto-me assim porque me deixaste à deriva, sem mais nada a volta, nem sequer uma boia de salvação. Partiste quando mais precisava de ti e logo quando tinhamos planos a cumprir . O que revolta mais, é não saber o porquê. Perguntar e perguntar, insistir e voltar a insistir e o que recebo é o silêncio de alguém que não esperava mesmo, acredita . Obrigada por momentos que deste à minha pessoa e como a tornaste por breves instantes, feliz . &lt;/em&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/7775839738920953599-5222622364041208498?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/5222622364041208498/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=5222622364041208498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5222622364041208498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5222622364041208498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/09/sou-uma-mulher-feita-e-frontal-mas-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lIUJI8efa8w/Tma1p9AsHxI/AAAAAAAACK0/QebiyiGHZbI/s72-c/magoa.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-2685413017663706481</id><published>2011-08-28T02:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T02:19:38.996+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Algo interessante.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o-YOMnEj__I/TlmXoZ4DIaI/AAAAAAAACKw/EyfqFyVWFhQ/s1600/Rosa18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o-YOMnEj__I/TlmXoZ4DIaI/AAAAAAAACKw/EyfqFyVWFhQ/s320/Rosa18.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"Quando paro, penso, quando penso, deprimo" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bem verdade. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-2685413017663706481?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/2685413017663706481/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=2685413017663706481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2685413017663706481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2685413017663706481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/08/quando-paro-penso-quando-penso-deprimo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o-YOMnEj__I/TlmXoZ4DIaI/AAAAAAAACKw/EyfqFyVWFhQ/s72-c/Rosa18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-6127438304504277859</id><published>2011-08-26T02:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T02:24:18.558+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estados De Espirito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cNXCiIhfSeI/Tlb1o0YKUHI/AAAAAAAACKs/LTLA-iaBZRc/s1600/emo-dolor-lleno-de-pasion-pain-love-dolor-amor-triste-de-todo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cNXCiIhfSeI/Tlb1o0YKUHI/AAAAAAAACKs/LTLA-iaBZRc/s320/emo-dolor-lleno-de-pasion-pain-love-dolor-amor-triste-de-todo.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sabes, acho que não chegámos a dizer tudo o que queriamos um ao outro .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sinto-me triste, não sei o porquê de estares calado, sério que não sei e sinceramente .. Custa-me horrores ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu não queria, lutei contra isso, não queria apegar-me a mais ninguém mas tu chegaste e acabaste com isso . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E agora? Agora como é que eu vou fazer para me habituar a este nosso novo "Nós" (?!) Não sei explicar e nem tu me dás uma única pista do que se poderá estar a passar ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Preciso de ti, preciso dos teus abraços, das tuas palavras de conforto, preciso incondicionalmente de TI. Do teu colo para chorar, para sorrir, para ser feliz. Pergunta-me agora como é que isso é possivel e eu respondo - Não sei, mas que preciso de ti, preciso. :(&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/7775839738920953599-6127438304504277859?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/6127438304504277859/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=6127438304504277859&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6127438304504277859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6127438304504277859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/08/sabes-acho-que-nao-chegamos-dizer-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cNXCiIhfSeI/Tlb1o0YKUHI/AAAAAAAACKs/LTLA-iaBZRc/s72-c/emo-dolor-lleno-de-pasion-pain-love-dolor-amor-triste-de-todo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-4205290067522424517</id><published>2011-08-21T17:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T17:24:03.705+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miminhos.*'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conversas ..'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xzlgvX6Yd4Y/TlEwOQYVejI/AAAAAAAACKo/GhX-kbtD4Gk/s1600/tumblr_lfc35pb69i1qemliwo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xzlgvX6Yd4Y/TlEwOQYVejI/AAAAAAAACKo/GhX-kbtD4Gk/s320/tumblr_lfc35pb69i1qemliwo1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="content" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;F - "Isto está difícil de ter rede . Mas quando chegar a Lisboa estamos juntos =) kiss kiss bebe @" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="content" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="content" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tenho tantas saudades tuas !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="content" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Explica-me como posso sentir-me assim .. sentir-me triste quando não tenho uma mensagem tua, desejar estar ao teu lado rapidamente, tudooo . Isto de estares longe e não teres rede quase nehuma, "mata-me" por completo, pois passamos dias sem conseguirmos falar . =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="content" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gosto tanto de ti. Espero que não me desiludas nunca @&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="UIImageBlock clearfix"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-4205290067522424517?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/4205290067522424517/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=4205290067522424517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4205290067522424517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4205290067522424517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/08/isto-esta-dificil-de-ter-rede.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xzlgvX6Yd4Y/TlEwOQYVejI/AAAAAAAACKo/GhX-kbtD4Gk/s72-c/tumblr_lfc35pb69i1qemliwo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-1417014563504312274</id><published>2011-07-01T02:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T02:55:40.557+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLz1PqfIvcw/Tg0onwkW1EI/AAAAAAAACKk/f5myhZ_qXCI/s1600/tumblr_lh1ezzzzYe1qg7067o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLz1PqfIvcw/Tg0onwkW1EI/AAAAAAAACKk/f5myhZ_qXCI/s320/tumblr_lh1ezzzzYe1qg7067o1_500_large.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sabes, por vezes assusto-me um pouco.. Não te conheço, mas quando falo contigo dá-me uma vontade enorme de estar bem perto de ti e mimar-te.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assusta-me este "sentimento", tenho receio de não me saber controlar e vir a gostar mesmo a sério de ti. Como já te disse, faz-me confusão, desejar tanto os teus lábios e sentir o sabor dos mesmos, estando nós na situação em que nos encontramos de momento .. F.G *&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Confusão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-1417014563504312274?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/1417014563504312274/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=1417014563504312274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1417014563504312274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1417014563504312274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/07/sabes-por-vezes-assusto-me-um-pouco.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLz1PqfIvcw/Tg0onwkW1EI/AAAAAAAACKk/f5myhZ_qXCI/s72-c/tumblr_lh1ezzzzYe1qg7067o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-8859744906928839912</id><published>2011-06-29T02:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T02:11:09.159+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diariamente .'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estados De Espirito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-at9yyhWSMsU/Tgp7frfdpGI/AAAAAAAACKg/F34YQSubDig/s1600/mulher+triste.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-at9yyhWSMsU/Tgp7frfdpGI/AAAAAAAACKg/F34YQSubDig/s320/mulher+triste.jpg" width="227px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Torna-se complicado quando nos apercebemos que afinal, quem julgavamos&amp;nbsp;estar ao nosso lado, subitamente desaparece .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Torna-se dificil encarar as coisas sozinha, na solidão. Sinceramente já me começo a habituar (até que não é mau estarmos só com nós mesmos) mas por vezes sentimos falta daqueles que eram tudo para nós e que continuam a ser, mas que já estão mais distantes, nas suas vidas.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Por muitas lágrimas que eu deite, sei que muitos deles (as) já não voltam, mas também não me arrependo de nada do que fiz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Senão fosse assim hoje em dia não tinha o que consegui até agora e não tinha tanta maturidade como demonstro neste momento. Compreendo tudo, menos afastarem-se porque alguém começou a trabalhar e já não tem horários tão disponiveis para tal ou em dias vagos não consiga estar presente em todas as saidas que organizam, isto porque tenho que me dividir entre a familia, amigos e outra pessoa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Peço desculpa "meus amores" mas a familia é o principal e neste momento estão a passar uma fase mais complicada e precisam de mim, mais do que nunca. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Aquele dia de praia sozinha soube-me muito bem, deu para olhar o mar, dar um&amp;nbsp; mergulho sobre ele e meter as ideias em ordem, perceber que afinal nem tudo dura para sempre .. Temos de crescer e ter coragem para contarmos só com nós próprios e ser felizes com isso. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sinto uma perda grande no meu peito, não compreendo porque me ando a sentir assim .. pode ser que um dia venha a entender. Ultimamente tenho-me desiludido um pouco com as pessoas e pode ser disso .. Hoje sei que o melhor é confiar em mim e quando tiver que chorar, o melhor é fazê-lo sozinha, sem ninguém a ver. Pois assim não poderam julgar, condenar, porque só eu sei o que sinto, só eu sei que se passa cá dentro e por quem choro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-8859744906928839912?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/8859744906928839912/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=8859744906928839912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/8859744906928839912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/8859744906928839912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/06/torna-se-complicado-quando-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-at9yyhWSMsU/Tgp7frfdpGI/AAAAAAAACKg/F34YQSubDig/s72-c/mulher+triste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-6953848214335916799</id><published>2011-06-28T03:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T03:12:46.636+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7c2HKKtw_w/Tgk4lktkeaI/AAAAAAAACKc/cQpzrotIrms/s1600/img.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7c2HKKtw_w/Tgk4lktkeaI/AAAAAAAACKc/cQpzrotIrms/s320/img.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Acredita .. Estás a magoar-me imenso com essa tua atitude .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-6953848214335916799?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/6953848214335916799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=6953848214335916799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6953848214335916799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6953848214335916799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/06/acredita.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7c2HKKtw_w/Tgk4lktkeaI/AAAAAAAACKc/cQpzrotIrms/s72-c/img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-7776174576619326601</id><published>2011-06-27T03:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T03:13:14.415+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diariamente .'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estados De Espirito'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v8BJEeRx5yo/TgfmulJhZuI/AAAAAAAACKY/RwNYElUUu8s/s1600/N0008797Tristeza%25252520o%25252520depresi%252525F3n.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v8BJEeRx5yo/TgfmulJhZuI/AAAAAAAACKY/RwNYElUUu8s/s320/N0008797Tristeza%25252520o%25252520depresi%252525F3n.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Por vezes tento entender esse teu jeito, mas acredita que não consigo .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Não percebo porque já não pernuncias uma palavra, sequer .. Parece-me que estás a fugir a algo, mas não te preocupes porque não vou "tentar" mais, queres falar, falas, não queres, não insisto. Tu é que sabes o que te vai na cabeça e eu não sou ninguém para te julgar ou "condenar". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Quando precisares, saberás certamente onde me encontrar. (Tal como já aconteceu uma vez). Não queria mesmo ter de&amp;nbsp;ficar longe de ti ou mesmo tratar-te com uma certa ignorância, mas presinto que talvez seja melhor assim .&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/7775839738920953599-7776174576619326601?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/7776174576619326601/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=7776174576619326601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7776174576619326601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7776174576619326601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/06/por-vezes-tento-entender-esse-teu-jeito.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v8BJEeRx5yo/TgfmulJhZuI/AAAAAAAACKY/RwNYElUUu8s/s72-c/N0008797Tristeza%25252520o%25252520depresi%252525F3n.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-7492993638203055024</id><published>2011-05-31T18:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T18:01:25.308+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CGIvH5-YGw4/TeUerhXII8I/AAAAAAAACKU/nFIjzk0j5sk/s1600/stock-photo-cute-child-with-sunflower-in-summer-field-69211996.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CGIvH5-YGw4/TeUerhXII8I/AAAAAAAACKU/nFIjzk0j5sk/s320/stock-photo-cute-child-with-sunflower-in-summer-field-69211996.jpg" t8="true" width="306px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Me promete amor sincero, uma vida inteira &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Que com você o meu inverno vira primavera &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Vive me jurando estar apaixonada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Prometeu o mundo e nunca me deu nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Você não cumpre nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Que se eu seguir o seu caminho chegarei ao céu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Eu vou provando o gosto amargo do seu doce mel&lt;/div&gt;Na mentira das palavras entro no seu jogo&lt;br /&gt;Procurando água, só encontro fogo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;E queimo nesse fogo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Quando você fala tão apaixonada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"Meu amor, eu sempre estarei contigo"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Olho nos seus olhos, me emociono e choro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Sei que é mentira, mas me sinto vivo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mesmo sendo falso o ar, sinto que respiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mentes tão bem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Que parece verdade o que você me fala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Vou acreditando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mentes tão bem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Que até chego a imaginar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Que não quer me enganar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Que me ama de verdade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mentes tão bem"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-7492993638203055024?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/7492993638203055024/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=7492993638203055024&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7492993638203055024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7492993638203055024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/05/me-promete-amor-sincero-uma-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CGIvH5-YGw4/TeUerhXII8I/AAAAAAAACKU/nFIjzk0j5sk/s72-c/stock-photo-cute-child-with-sunflower-in-summer-field-69211996.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-5826840923794679019</id><published>2011-05-31T02:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T02:26:42.961+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conversas ..'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diariamente .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-332iObXw9y4/TeRDdonW_PI/AAAAAAAACKQ/5-9doYXjlt0/s1600/b25861ca6d33aa78792853d9a303e501926ee296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-332iObXw9y4/TeRDdonW_PI/AAAAAAAACKQ/5-9doYXjlt0/s320/b25861ca6d33aa78792853d9a303e501926ee296.jpg" t8="true" width="259px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Se queres que te diga, a desilução aqui é mutua ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;No primeiro obstáculo optas-te por ficares calada em vez de tirares as tuas dúvidas, de expor o teu problema ! Já tens uma boa idade para saberes que o silêncio não resolve os teus problemas ou dúvidas, simplesmente os atrasa e fortaleçe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Acho que se não mudares, os teus sentimentos e até amizades, vão ficar pelo caminho, porque tu não lutas por eles (pelo que vejo, nem um bocadinho).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-5826840923794679019?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/5826840923794679019/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=5826840923794679019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5826840923794679019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5826840923794679019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/05/se-queres-que-te-diga-desilucao-aqui-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-332iObXw9y4/TeRDdonW_PI/AAAAAAAACKQ/5-9doYXjlt0/s72-c/b25861ca6d33aa78792853d9a303e501926ee296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-4864345777673376064</id><published>2011-05-28T02:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T02:07:48.334+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/nhBorPm6JjQ/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nhBorPm6JjQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nhBorPm6JjQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Das melhores, sem dúvida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-4864345777673376064?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/4864345777673376064/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=4864345777673376064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4864345777673376064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4864345777673376064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/05/das-melhores-sem-duvida.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-6911831206485548248</id><published>2011-05-28T02:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T02:05:06.616+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momento certo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diariamente .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uxRDrflIlIU/TeBKMwL_jFI/AAAAAAAACKM/Ot_W_jEaGC8/s1600/rosa_azul.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uxRDrflIlIU/TeBKMwL_jFI/AAAAAAAACKM/Ot_W_jEaGC8/s1600/rosa_azul.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Já senti mais a tua falta, do que sinto hoje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Não vou dizer que deixas-te de ser especial, mas sinto que a distância, que o tempo tomou conta de nós . Talvez nos tenha posto no nosso verdadeiro lugar, aquele pelo qual passámos e tentámos não ver .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Colocou-nos naquele lugar da última fila, aquele que nós "galgamos" depois de muitos outros para estarmos os dois, na fila da&amp;nbsp;frente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As nossas vidas tomaram lugar ali e é ali que deveram ficar, o destino pregou-nos uma partida e nós inocentemente caímos nela.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-6911831206485548248?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/6911831206485548248/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=6911831206485548248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6911831206485548248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6911831206485548248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/05/ja-senti-mais-tua-falta-do-que-sinto.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uxRDrflIlIU/TeBKMwL_jFI/AAAAAAAACKM/Ot_W_jEaGC8/s72-c/rosa_azul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-8891722613191339388</id><published>2011-05-27T02:07:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T02:11:51.579+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miminhos.*'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vdgEURky7wY/Td73iTACJZI/AAAAAAAACKI/PbhKB36iAp8/s1600/LIKE+nice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vdgEURky7wY/Td73iTACJZI/AAAAAAAACKI/PbhKB36iAp8/s400/LIKE+nice.jpg" t8="true" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Peço desde já que não utilizem esta imagem, é pessoal. Agradecida)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;A minha melhor amiga, deu-me como prenda de anos esta montagem. A mesma contém &lt;strong&gt;as pessoas mais importantes&lt;/strong&gt; para mim, são estes que me fazem lutar por aquilo que sonho todos os dias e que nunca me deixam baixar os braços, em tempo algum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Meu anjo, não precisas de me dar prendas para que eu goste de ti, pois &lt;strong&gt;gosto de ti pela tua pessoa, pela tua maneira de ser e de me apoiares sempre! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;És a melhor&lt;/strong&gt; porque &lt;strong&gt;nunca&lt;/strong&gt; me desiludiste, nunca me fizeste ficar triste, já me fizeste deitar lágrimas mas de &lt;strong&gt;felicidade&lt;/strong&gt;. Contigo sei que &lt;strong&gt;a amizade é pura&lt;/strong&gt; e por muitos meses que fiquemos sem nos vermos por muitas outras coisas, &lt;strong&gt;nada muda.&lt;/strong&gt; Porque tu és sempre a mesma para mim e &lt;strong&gt;estendes-me a mão sempre&lt;/strong&gt; que necessário. &lt;strong&gt;Quero ter-te sempre&lt;/strong&gt;, sempre &lt;strong&gt;do meu lado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amo-te incondicionalmente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &amp;lt;3&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/7775839738920953599-8891722613191339388?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/8891722613191339388/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=8891722613191339388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/8891722613191339388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/8891722613191339388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/05/peco-desde-ja-que-nao-utilizem-esta.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vdgEURky7wY/Td73iTACJZI/AAAAAAAACKI/PbhKB36iAp8/s72-c/LIKE+nice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-6811394231470504786</id><published>2011-05-27T01:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T01:58:35.444+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizades'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KveiE-ohkkY/Td72lyuWHJI/AAAAAAAACKE/OAki5CHH8B8/s1600/ANTES+QUE+A+TRISTEZA+CALE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KveiE-ohkkY/Td72lyuWHJI/AAAAAAAACKE/OAki5CHH8B8/s320/ANTES+QUE+A+TRISTEZA+CALE.jpg" t8="true" width="237px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sei que precisamos de falar. Dizes por ai, que estas magoada e desiludida .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sinceramente, fui arrogante contigo nos últimos tempos e tu também não tens ajudado! Por isso tinha resolvido afastar-me. Acho melhor falarmos sobre o que se anda a passar, porque não estou mesmo a saber o porquê deste ambiente estranho e pesado entre nós. Certo que não vais levantar a voz, mas vais querer dizer o que te vai na alma, pois então fica desde já a saber que não vou deixar nada por dizer .. Não vou deixar escapar nada e vou aproveitar o momento para tirar todas as minhas dúvidas até porque certas atitudes já me andavam a irritar um pouco, mas fazia-me de despercebida para não te magoar nem me chatear contigo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Espero que toda esta conversa corra bem, senão a solução que dou para este caso é que cada uma vá para seu lado. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Caso isso aconteça espero que entendas que a culpa não foi minha e (se calhar) nem tua, simplesmente a tua amiga não se contenta com a felicidade dos outros e tenta sempre arranjar problemas entre as amizades das outras pessoas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Mas tudo bem .. Vamos ver no que isto vai dar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-6811394231470504786?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/6811394231470504786/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=6811394231470504786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6811394231470504786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6811394231470504786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/05/sei-que-precisamos-de-falar.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KveiE-ohkkY/Td72lyuWHJI/AAAAAAAACKE/OAki5CHH8B8/s72-c/ANTES+QUE+A+TRISTEZA+CALE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-9113974287592202041</id><published>2011-05-26T03:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T01:44:16.467+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Algo interessante.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OlzWTE9EQA4/Td250YdtAJI/AAAAAAAACKA/Ec4Q4LdOo5U/s1600/aniversario_09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OlzWTE9EQA4/Td250YdtAJI/AAAAAAAACKA/Ec4Q4LdOo5U/s320/aniversario_09.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje faço 19 aninhos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como o tempo passa rápido, quase nem senti os 18 e hoje dou por mim a ficar mais velha um ano.. Tive a melhor festa de anos que alguma vez podia ter tido. Como no meu dia de anos iria estar ocupada, fiz a minha festa quarta-feira. Passo a contar, fomos ao mac buscar comida e seguimos para a praia, digamos que fizemos um piquenique na praia à noite. Quando eram 00:00h,&amp;nbsp;fizeram uma rodinha comigo no meio&amp;nbsp;e cantaram-me os parabéns, bebemos e comemos&amp;nbsp;um bolo muito bom.&amp;nbsp;Foi muito divertido a minha "familia Sorycal" estava em altas. Adorei mesmo e gostei ainda mais da vossa prendinha =$ Um albúm inteiro com fotos de todos nós. Só voces mesmo para me darem estes mimos (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje sei que tenho as melhores pessoas do meu lado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-9113974287592202041?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/9113974287592202041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=9113974287592202041&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/9113974287592202041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/9113974287592202041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/05/hoje-faco-19-aninhos.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OlzWTE9EQA4/Td250YdtAJI/AAAAAAAACKA/Ec4Q4LdOo5U/s72-c/aniversario_09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-6044243605925896820</id><published>2011-05-22T02:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T02:02:48.943+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estados De Espirito'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-22Tx1NVh4RI/TdhgEQ0-P2I/AAAAAAAACJ8/q_HxbgpTw9E/s1600/stock-photo-woman-in-black-white-70657474.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-22Tx1NVh4RI/TdhgEQ0-P2I/AAAAAAAACJ8/q_HxbgpTw9E/s320/stock-photo-woman-in-black-white-70657474.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Preciso de te falar, de te dizer muitas coisas .. Coisas que me marcaram em relação&amp;nbsp;a ti . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Penso em mim, em ti, em nós e consigo encontrar tantas respostas, tanta coisa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Está na hora de abrirmos os olhos, nada é perfeito porque é simples saber que a perfeição não existe e nós somos tudo, menos isso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sempre me surpreendeste pelo lado positivo, mas .. esta tua ausência repentina, faz-me elevar&amp;nbsp;pensamentos que não quero, nem supor, que sejam realidade.&amp;nbsp;Quero viver muito este sentimento contigo, tens de ajudar, tens de te esforçar para correr bem. Sabes que mudei e&amp;nbsp;com isso muitas coisas mudaram comigo também. Já fiquei muito tempo à espera e desta vez não vou ficar (infelizmente por causa de uns pagam os outros). Está mais que na hora de mudar esta história e a vivermos de outra forma, de outra maneira. Muito mais intensa, muito mais selectiva. Quero vivê-la (continuar a) vivê-la contigo.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-6044243605925896820?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/6044243605925896820/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=6044243605925896820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6044243605925896820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6044243605925896820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/05/preciso-de-te-falar-de-te-dizer-muitas.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-22Tx1NVh4RI/TdhgEQ0-P2I/AAAAAAAACJ8/q_HxbgpTw9E/s72-c/stock-photo-woman-in-black-white-70657474.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-869005507335619595</id><published>2011-05-21T02:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T02:00:56.632+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/a2RA0vsZXf8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a2RA0vsZXf8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a2RA0vsZXf8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;* . *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-869005507335619595?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/869005507335619595/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=869005507335619595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/869005507335619595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/869005507335619595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-5812178779758833985</id><published>2011-05-20T02:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T02:42:13.303+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Nicola'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Um dia beijo-te a meio de uma frase. Hoje é o dia&lt;/span&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/7775839738920953599-5812178779758833985?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/5812178779758833985/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=5812178779758833985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5812178779758833985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5812178779758833985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/05/um-dia-beijo-te-meio-de-uma-frase.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-999126358423815388</id><published>2011-05-20T02:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T02:45:17.482+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conversas ..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JUtGVjt-6EQ/TdXAaL-hULI/AAAAAAAACJ4/YqRA1exBxqQ/s1600/stock-photo-portrait-of-romantic-woman-running-across-field-59925610.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JUtGVjt-6EQ/TdXAaL-hULI/AAAAAAAACJ4/YqRA1exBxqQ/s320/stock-photo-portrait-of-romantic-woman-running-across-field-59925610.jpg" width="306px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Acho que o tempo, deu de si, em relação a vocês .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Talvez .. O tempo mostrou que afinal não somos tão fortes como pensavamos.&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/7775839738920953599-999126358423815388?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/999126358423815388/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=999126358423815388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/999126358423815388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/999126358423815388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/05/acho-que-o-tempo-deu-de-si-em-relacao.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JUtGVjt-6EQ/TdXAaL-hULI/AAAAAAAACJ4/YqRA1exBxqQ/s72-c/stock-photo-portrait-of-romantic-woman-running-across-field-59925610.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-1265666932999929878</id><published>2011-05-19T01:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T01:04:05.380+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diariamente .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OCikhHE2AIw/TdRdDEyLBbI/AAAAAAAACJ0/OKS16sG1L5U/s1600/Tangled_up_in_You_XxX_by_Pretty_As_A_Picture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OCikhHE2AIw/TdRdDEyLBbI/AAAAAAAACJ0/OKS16sG1L5U/s320/Tangled_up_in_You_XxX_by_Pretty_As_A_Picture.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dia 18 de Maio = Dia da defesa nacional. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;É verdade, hoje acordei por volta das sete da manha, para me dirigir, a queluz. Onde iria realizar o meu primeiro e último dia de "tropa" .. Resultado, o meu irmão esteve lá comigo, mais dois amigos e vários conhecidos .. Choveu bastante, fizeram-nos andar à chuva e passaram-se com o grupo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ALFA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (que era o meu). Segundo consta deram-nos a informação errada e depois fomos penalizados por isso, mas óbvio que fizemos queixa ao major, que nos acompanhou na palestra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Passo a contar - Foi-nos dito que poderiamos fumar, nos intervalos, quando saissemos para fora dos recintos .. Regras - não sujar o chão, nem deixar os ditos cigarros para o chão porque segundo a tenente com um ar autoritário "Não sujamos o que não somos nós a limpar" tem lógica mas não era necessário exagerar! Dito isto mandaram-nos sair da sala onde tinhamos estado e mal chegámos cá fora, os fumadores meteram-se com o seu cigarrinho na mão a fumar, mas não sujando o recinto. Nisto tudo, olhamos para a frente e o grupo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BRAGA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, já hávia formado duas filas em sentido e estavam à nossa espera (onde ninguém nos avisou que era p'ra formar fila logo à saida). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Conclusão&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; = a tenente ficou furiosa, mandou vir com muita agressividade e proibiu expressamente de se fumar ao longo de dia porque os fumadores desrespeitaram as regras do funcionamento do quartel. Ao qual é mentira porque ninguém nos avisou que não era intervalo e que era p'ra formar novamente filas em sentido! Enfim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pequeno-almoço&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; = Um pão, um sumo ou água gelada, e duas rodelas de paio .. (nada a comentar, não vale a pena).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Almoço&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; = Sumo, um pão, maça, batatas cozidas com grão, bacalhau, uma coisa verde, e outra coisa estaladiça e sal .. Nem vê-lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lanche &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;= Um&amp;nbsp;pão, uma fatia de queijo, uma fatia de fiambre, uma perâ e um pacote de sumo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Parte favorita&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; = paraquedismo, porém é dos cursos mais dificeis. Em 6 meses passamos horrores nas piores das condições. Em 90 que se inscrevem, só sobram no máximo 30. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Conclusão&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; = Foi uma grandee seca porque as palestras demoram muito tempo, as melhores partes são os filmes, as risadas&amp;nbsp;com os tenentes, majores etc, meninos bem giros e passear pelo quartel a vê-los a fazer exercicio fisico. Não iniciamos a cerimónia de içar e arriar a bandeira portuguesa porque esta de chuva, também não desmontei e peguei em armas quando me estavam a mostrar porque não gosto do contacto com as mesmas. De resto está tudo bem, tirando as dores de pés que já levava. Já tenho a cedula militar e o serviço está cumprido. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-1265666932999929878?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/1265666932999929878/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=1265666932999929878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1265666932999929878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1265666932999929878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/05/dia-18-de-maio-dia-da-defesa-nacional.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OCikhHE2AIw/TdRdDEyLBbI/AAAAAAAACJ0/OKS16sG1L5U/s72-c/Tangled_up_in_You_XxX_by_Pretty_As_A_Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-7268859190217064025</id><published>2011-05-14T02:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T02:55:37.909+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicholas Sparks'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Por vezes a minha dor é esmagadora, e embora compreenda que nunca mais nos voltaremos a ver, há uma parte de mim que quer agarrar-se a ti para sempre. Seria mais fácil para mim fazer isso porque amar outra pessoa pode diminuir as recordações que tenho de ti. No entanto, este é o paradoxo: Embora sinta muitíssimo a tua falta, é por tua causa que não temo o futuro. Porque foste capaz de te apaixonar por mim, deste-me esperança, meu querido. Ensinaste-me que é possível seguir em frente com as nossas vidas, por mais terrível que tenha sido a nossa dor. E à tua maneira, fizeste-me acreditar que o verdadeiro amor não pode ser negado"&lt;/strong&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/7775839738920953599-7268859190217064025?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/7268859190217064025/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=7268859190217064025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7268859190217064025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7268859190217064025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/05/por-vezes-minha-dor-e-esmagadora-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-5516531279481977987</id><published>2011-05-14T02:45:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T02:47:41.112+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/8PTDv_szmL0/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8PTDv_szmL0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8PTDv_szmL0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Podem ser muitas, mas nenhuma é como tu" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-5516531279481977987?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/5516531279481977987/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=5516531279481977987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5516531279481977987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5516531279481977987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-2152597416264854139</id><published>2011-05-14T02:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T02:42:22.809+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miminhos.*'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzaF3TZ3B2k/Tc3d2NmcR6I/AAAAAAAACJw/Ll2IEeyYpjc/s1600/tumblr_kwhvewbo051qzllano1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzaF3TZ3B2k/Tc3d2NmcR6I/AAAAAAAACJw/Ll2IEeyYpjc/s320/tumblr_kwhvewbo051qzllano1_400.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;"Quando penso em ti, fico com um sorriso na cara e com o coração quentinhoo :$"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foi das melhores coisas&amp;nbsp;que me disseste&amp;nbsp;coração&amp;nbsp;(:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-2152597416264854139?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/2152597416264854139/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=2152597416264854139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2152597416264854139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2152597416264854139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/05/quando-penso-em-ti-fico-com-um-sorriso.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzaF3TZ3B2k/Tc3d2NmcR6I/AAAAAAAACJw/Ll2IEeyYpjc/s72-c/tumblr_kwhvewbo051qzllano1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-6478167216447572958</id><published>2011-04-30T02:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T02:51:26.860+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diariamente .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lXIhDx4R9tQ/Tbtp1rEs5XI/AAAAAAAACJs/kcp6WXrqBlU/s1600/chuva_forte_011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lXIhDx4R9tQ/Tbtp1rEs5XI/AAAAAAAACJs/kcp6WXrqBlU/s320/chuva_forte_011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Hoje foi um dia para esquecer!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;O tempo está horrivel e quando assim é, tudo (ou quase) tudo corre mal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Hoje choveu muito, ao ponto de cair granizo .. Mas não foi pouco, parecia que estava a nevar, as estradas ficaram um manto branco autêntico. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O pior mesmo foi no centro comercial onde eu trabalho .. Aquilo estava o pânico! Dei por mim, a chover dentro do centro, mesmo à minha frente. As pontes estavam cheias de agua, chegamos ao ponto de ter de se fechar o centro, o quiosque dos cigarros electronicos teve de ser empurrado p'ro pé da loja da sony, porque estava a chover por cima do mesmo e podia surgir um curto circuito .. Já nos parques de estacionamento, aquilo estava muito feio, pelo que se deu a perceber, rebentaram uns canos e aquilo estava completamente alagado. O melhor de tudo, foi mesmo, a minha loja ter de passar a ser, o corredor onde as pessoas teriam de passar, pois o corredor real estava completamente inundado&amp;nbsp;-.-&amp;nbsp;Resumindo foi um dia pra esquecer, ficou tudo inundado, os autocarros não andavam pois a agua estava ao nivel das rodas, houve montes de carros a ficarem parados porque começou agua a entrar. Chego ao meu predio tenho o tapete todo molhado, chego ao meu andar, deparo-me com a minha porta a escorrer agua, o chão todo preto e cheio de vidros, isto porque, a chuva partiu os vidros do meu predio e agora chove lá dentro.. Foi o pânico! E pelo que já ouvi dizer no dia a seguir estará igual .. Vamos lá ver, como corre! Bom fim-de-semana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-6478167216447572958?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/6478167216447572958/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=6478167216447572958&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6478167216447572958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6478167216447572958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/04/hoje-foi-um-dia-para-esquecer-o-tempo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lXIhDx4R9tQ/Tbtp1rEs5XI/AAAAAAAACJs/kcp6WXrqBlU/s72-c/chuva_forte_011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-1365597761190028417</id><published>2011-04-30T02:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T02:30:49.440+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vwwaH7vWagg/Tbtl4QUHpLI/AAAAAAAACJo/AHtiyA7-jd8/s1600/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vwwaH7vWagg/Tbtl4QUHpLI/AAAAAAAACJo/AHtiyA7-jd8/s320/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;(...) Vou retirar a maquilhagem, deitar-me sobre a minha almofada, fechar os olhos e descansar a cabeça.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Vou somente imaginar nós dois e todos os nossos segredos, toda a nossa intimidade !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Há dias em que estamos rodeados (as) de pessoas que (até) podemos gostar muito, mas apenas uma, faz sentido&amp;nbsp;em certos momentos .. E por vezes nem está por perto"&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/7775839738920953599-1365597761190028417?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/1365597761190028417/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=1365597761190028417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1365597761190028417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1365597761190028417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vwwaH7vWagg/Tbtl4QUHpLI/AAAAAAAACJo/AHtiyA7-jd8/s72-c/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-4581556695998481261</id><published>2011-04-15T01:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T01:30:48.579+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estados De Espirito'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sabe bem - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UsWAff0pkdI/TaeReUnteMI/AAAAAAAACJE/0OEFENqmSqY/s1600/observancia_alegria_g_24511015010812.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UsWAff0pkdI/TaeReUnteMI/AAAAAAAACJE/0OEFENqmSqY/s320/observancia_alegria_g_24511015010812.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Falar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Rir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Brincar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Ouvir as tuas 'maluquices'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Viver novas experiencias &lt;/div&gt;Ler &lt;br /&gt;Cheirar&lt;br /&gt;Respirar&lt;br /&gt;Delirar&lt;br /&gt;Chorar&lt;br /&gt;Chatear-te &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tudo .. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sabe bem, tudo isto contigo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-4581556695998481261?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/4581556695998481261/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=4581556695998481261&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4581556695998481261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4581556695998481261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/04/sabe-bem-falar-rir-brincar-ouvir-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UsWAff0pkdI/TaeReUnteMI/AAAAAAAACJE/0OEFENqmSqY/s72-c/observancia_alegria_g_24511015010812.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-9183673004247627782</id><published>2011-04-08T03:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T03:30:00.087+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conversas ..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5VscuFr9CL4/TZ5yvpYwhRI/AAAAAAAACJA/3sIhVF-u1LE/s1600/olho.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5VscuFr9CL4/TZ5yvpYwhRI/AAAAAAAACJA/3sIhVF-u1LE/s320/olho.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Gosto&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;muito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de ti, por isso&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; te quero fazer&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;sofrer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nem &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;magoar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&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/7775839738920953599-9183673004247627782?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/9183673004247627782/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=9183673004247627782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/9183673004247627782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/9183673004247627782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/04/gosto-muito-de-ti-por-isso-nao-te-quero.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5VscuFr9CL4/TZ5yvpYwhRI/AAAAAAAACJA/3sIhVF-u1LE/s72-c/olho.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-3651918060087690010</id><published>2011-04-05T02:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T02:31:11.733+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estados De Espirito'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8suOLz82cqY/TZpwnhfMjgI/AAAAAAAACI8/835fO3ikJzU/s1600/triste3rv5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8suOLz82cqY/TZpwnhfMjgI/AAAAAAAACI8/835fO3ikJzU/s1600/triste3rv5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Tento mas não consigo, já nem sorrir como deve ser consigo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Preciso de ti !!&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vem para perto de mim agora ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-3651918060087690010?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/3651918060087690010/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=3651918060087690010&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3651918060087690010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3651918060087690010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/04/tento-mas-nao-consigo-ja-nem-sorrir.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8suOLz82cqY/TZpwnhfMjgI/AAAAAAAACI8/835fO3ikJzU/s72-c/triste3rv5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-3731024855889782425</id><published>2011-04-02T02:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T02:46:52.685+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l2YXAfC3B3U/TZZ_q1VzjjI/AAAAAAAACI4/-FszKLWAvJk/s1600/tristeza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l2YXAfC3B3U/TZZ_q1VzjjI/AAAAAAAACI4/-FszKLWAvJk/s1600/tristeza.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Ontem .. Ontem menti-te .. "Espero que estejas bem (..)".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"Ando triste, muito triste. Sinto que&amp;nbsp;o facto de&amp;nbsp;ter-te dito que gostava de ti, alterou a nossa rotina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tens medo de me fazer sofrer e magoar, por pensares que tudo o que fazemos, poderá levar a segundas intenções.. E por isso preferiste afastar-te, não me deixares ver-te. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Na verdade o que eu quero é que tudo volte ao que era, que as brincadeiras que tinhamos voltem a existir, que não acabem, sabes porque? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Porque me habituaste a estar sempre a sorrir e sem ti parece que nada faz sentido e que nem sorrir sei ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tudo é feio, nada presta, nada me interessa. Como te disse, tornaste-te muito importante nestes últimos tempos, foste sem dúvida alguma, algo bom que me faz muito bem, que me tranquiliza, me dá sabor à vida e isso .. isso é raro conseguir com metade das pessoas que me dou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;És como um sabor diferente que ainda não tinha provado&amp;nbsp;e que agora, agora estou um tanto ao quanto "viciada". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Preciso de te ver e sentir o teu prefume .. Esta a custar muito assim .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mas eu fico bem, não te preocupes. Tudo passa ! (...)" &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/7775839738920953599-3731024855889782425?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/3731024855889782425/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=3731024855889782425&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3731024855889782425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3731024855889782425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/04/ontem.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l2YXAfC3B3U/TZZ_q1VzjjI/AAAAAAAACI4/-FszKLWAvJk/s72-c/tristeza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-85664887928122796</id><published>2011-03-29T01:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T01:24:03.342+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momento certo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e_z5Y_dK7y0/TZEmdfeKNYI/AAAAAAAACI0/i0eo2RcR6XA/s1600/amigos2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e_z5Y_dK7y0/TZEmdfeKNYI/AAAAAAAACI0/i0eo2RcR6XA/s320/amigos2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tiras-me o sono, só de pensar no que andarás a fazer, se foste sair ou mesmo se estás em casa, já no teu segundo ou terçeiro sono .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sabes, tenho saudades de me deitar na tua cama e cobrir-me com o teu cobertor. As vezes preciso do silêncio para meter os pensamentos em ordem, mas por muito que eu (tente) não pensar, lá estou eu de cabeça 'perdida' em ti. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Incrivel, não achas (?!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Na verdade, gostava de ter (hoje) a coragem que tive em tempos, quando te disse o que sentia no momento em que estavamos a conversar. Agora não o consigo fazer, nem sequer dizer e quando o tento, um medo de algo (que ainda não percebi o quê) apodera-se de mim e já não consigo mais .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Quero dizer que és tão, mas tão importante nesta minha vida, que nem te passa pela cabeça (de certeza), contigo aprendi a ver as coisas com outros olhos, principalmente o teu sofrimento, que foi tanto mas tanto!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Agradeço por teres confiado em mim&amp;nbsp;nesses teus momentos menos bons e eu peço desculpa por não ter tido a mesma atitude nos meus momentos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando a vida não é branda connosco, quando nos põe à prova e acabamos por sair magoados, as coisas começam a suceder-se de maneira diferente e deixamos mesmo de saber o que é o significado de "Confiança". Acredita já confiei muito e fui traida da pior maneira, não só com amizades de 'fora' como dentro da familia e isso, isso deixa muitas cicatrizes, das quais demora muito a sarar e mesmo assim nunca se curam na perfeição, a 100%.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tu mostraste-me um mundo diferente, um lado sensivel, um muito carinhoso que eu amei, amei mesmo conhecer. Do fundo do coração, espero mesmo que sejas muito, muito feliz, seja a fazer o quê ou com quem for, pois tu mereces tantooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gosto muito de ti, tenho um carinho, um respeito, uma admiração enorme em ti e tu com certeza que sabes disso, por isso meu menino, fica para sempre na minha vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-85664887928122796?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/85664887928122796/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=85664887928122796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/85664887928122796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/85664887928122796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/03/tiras-me-o-sono-so-de-pensar-no-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e_z5Y_dK7y0/TZEmdfeKNYI/AAAAAAAACI0/i0eo2RcR6XA/s72-c/amigos2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-4998769434952564839</id><published>2011-03-28T02:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T02:30:49.763+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momento certo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EdHwFoKKMfU/TY_kmMAqaRI/AAAAAAAACIw/7Fa8Lknhb3Y/s1600/DICAS-%257E1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EdHwFoKKMfU/TY_kmMAqaRI/AAAAAAAACIw/7Fa8Lknhb3Y/s320/DICAS-%257E1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Deixa-te levar pela minha voz, sente bem a minha mão a passar-te sobre a cara, algo macio e tão sereno&amp;nbsp;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Deixa-me passar-te pelo peito e beija-lo sobre forma inocente, sem pretextos ou razões, quero-te bem perto, sente a minha pele roçar na tua, dá-me um beijo que me deixe sem folego. Apodera-te de mim, faz-me sentir que valeu a pena a excitação do momento. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Deixa-me morder-te esses teus lábios (bem vermelhos e sedutores), sentir o sabor doce da tua boca .. Vá .. percorre o meu corpo levemente, vai dando 'saltinhos' com os dedos, faz-me arrepiar, faz-me sentir viva! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Transforma estes dois corpos num só e fica assim para a eternidade ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-4998769434952564839?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/4998769434952564839/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=4998769434952564839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4998769434952564839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4998769434952564839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/03/deixa-te-levar-pela-minha-voz-sente-bem.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EdHwFoKKMfU/TY_kmMAqaRI/AAAAAAAACIw/7Fa8Lknhb3Y/s72-c/DICAS-%257E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-7634285626839979988</id><published>2011-03-24T01:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-24T01:17:50.248Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conversas ..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-IiMp61XgwG4/TYqbRpdnZ3I/AAAAAAAACIs/a18eBs9wGYI/s1600/mulher.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-IiMp61XgwG4/TYqbRpdnZ3I/AAAAAAAACIs/a18eBs9wGYI/s320/mulher.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Não digas isso&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .. Não digas que tens medo de me fazer &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sofrer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ou &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;magoar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Diz-me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; só que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;queres&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; estar ao &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meu lado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; e simplesmente divertir-te, como temos feito. Preciso de &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ti &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;todos os &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;dias&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, preciso do teu sentido de &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;humor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; hora a &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; .. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quero sentir&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; o teu &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;cheiro&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, esse teu &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prefume&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; que não consigo (nunca) esquecer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Preciso &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;sempre&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de ti!&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/7775839738920953599-7634285626839979988?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/7634285626839979988/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=7634285626839979988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7634285626839979988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7634285626839979988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-digas-isso.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-IiMp61XgwG4/TYqbRpdnZ3I/AAAAAAAACIs/a18eBs9wGYI/s72-c/mulher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-3082046731337079124</id><published>2011-03-02T02:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-02T02:42:55.883Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estados De Espirito'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lMB-93ZKHz8/TW2un893K7I/AAAAAAAACIo/jbsb-RzcIAM/s1600/Ando-meio-sem-tempo-e-principalmente-confusa-pra-escrever.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lMB-93ZKHz8/TW2un893K7I/AAAAAAAACIo/jbsb-RzcIAM/s320/Ando-meio-sem-tempo-e-principalmente-confusa-pra-escrever.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero tanto ver-te ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-3082046731337079124?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/3082046731337079124/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=3082046731337079124&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3082046731337079124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3082046731337079124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/03/quero-tanto-ver-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lMB-93ZKHz8/TW2un893K7I/AAAAAAAACIo/jbsb-RzcIAM/s72-c/Ando-meio-sem-tempo-e-principalmente-confusa-pra-escrever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-7296881968338776059</id><published>2011-02-14T02:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-14T02:52:48.513Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6WaAcshr-_I/TViY6mKF24I/AAAAAAAACIk/1laKnNVlQUI/s1600/blank.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6WaAcshr-_I/TViY6mKF24I/AAAAAAAACIk/1laKnNVlQUI/s320/blank.jpg" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Já não sei como hei-de esconder tudo isto. O 'mundo' inteiro já reparou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O meu coração esta apartir-se aos poucos e poucos a cada dia que passa, tudo isto por saber que daqui a poucos dias, já não te vou ver a trabalhar à minha frente, a minha rotina vai mudar (por muito que eu não queira). Não te vou ver dia após dia, vais embora e eu vou ficar, esta a custar tanto! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vai matar-me, ao olhar em frente e não ter as tuas brincadeiras, o teu sorriso, vai doer não ouvir a tua voz a chamar-me 'pam pam pam', podes-me dizer o porquê de estas coisas acontecerem quando duas pessoas se dão tão bem (?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Encontrei em ti algo que se calhar pensava que já tinha encontrado, mas na verdade tu é que me mostras-te o valor dos carinhos, a verdadeira essencia dos olhares, das conversas e dos sorrisos inocentes ou mesmo provocadores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sem te aperceberes (e até eu) foste conquistando a minha confiança e por muito que te desse pra trás, como diz (e bem) o ditado 'Quanto mais me bates, mais gosto de ti' ou mesmo 'quem desdenha, quer comprar' foi mesmo isso que aconteceu. Preciso de te abrir o meu coração e dizer-te tudo isto antes de partires, pois não te quero perder por nada. Simplesmente não é tão fácil como escrever aqui, é ridiculo porque o mundo inteiro vê, mas não veem a minha expressão escondida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Gosto imenso de ti Fábio. &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/7775839738920953599-7296881968338776059?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/7296881968338776059/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=7296881968338776059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7296881968338776059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7296881968338776059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/02/ja-nao-sei-como-hei-de-esconder-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6WaAcshr-_I/TViY6mKF24I/AAAAAAAACIk/1laKnNVlQUI/s72-c/blank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-7212424461136923213</id><published>2011-02-14T02:37:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-14T02:38:39.693Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizades'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uiCoHfKl-do/TViUk1lYEVI/AAAAAAAACIg/906fd6upSi0/s1600/DSCN0754.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uiCoHfKl-do/TViUk1lYEVI/AAAAAAAACIg/906fd6upSi0/s400/DSCN0754.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(A foto em questão é minha, portanto, peço que não a utilizem)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tudo pode mudar, mas meu amor, posso esquecer muita gente, posso até mesmo desaparecer, mas nunca (mesmo) nunca sairei da tua vida. &lt;br /&gt;Tens sido incansavel, aquilo que temos passa de amizade, já se tornou amor de irmã :$ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Gosto tanto de ti meu bem!&lt;/span&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/7775839738920953599-7212424461136923213?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/7212424461136923213/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=7212424461136923213&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7212424461136923213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7212424461136923213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/02/foto-em-questao-e-minha-portanto-peco.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uiCoHfKl-do/TViUk1lYEVI/AAAAAAAACIg/906fd6upSi0/s72-c/DSCN0754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-4321014553793493052</id><published>2011-02-10T01:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-10T01:34:22.724Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MKkm2tV1Py4/TVNAjRU9jAI/AAAAAAAACIc/qpOpiTBeGR4/s1600/amor1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MKkm2tV1Py4/TVNAjRU9jAI/AAAAAAAACIc/qpOpiTBeGR4/s320/amor1.jpg" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Foste como uma montanha russa, num momento entraste-me 'porta dentro', roubaste-me os meus sentimentos e tens em ti o que demais precioso é para mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Vieste quando eu mais me sentia sozinha e prometes-te que não me irias deixar ..Há um ano que nos da-mos, conhecemo-nos e logo tivemos um carinho enorme entre os dois, sei que possivelmente sou das poucas pessoas que te compreende, talvez porque já sofri o mesmo que tu já sofreste! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sempre brincámos, ri-mos muito e tivemos os nossos amuos .. Agora não sabia é o que viria a seguir, eu não queria mas de um momento para o outro passaste de um sentimento escondido, a algo vibrante. Toda a gente já notou que temos qualquer coisa, que há quimica entre nós, já notaram a minha mudança repentina de humor quando tu chegas (eu nego, mas aqui posso admitir que é verdade).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Digo-te, naquela noite fizeste-me esquecer tudo o que aconteceu e por quem sofri no passado. Só havia um nós, eu e tu. Ainda não sei o que sinto (exactamente) por ti, mas estou mesmo a gostar essa tua (outra) faceta. =$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-4321014553793493052?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/4321014553793493052/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=4321014553793493052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4321014553793493052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4321014553793493052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/02/foste-como-uma-montanha-russa-num.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MKkm2tV1Py4/TVNAjRU9jAI/AAAAAAAACIc/qpOpiTBeGR4/s72-c/amor1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-4384239999545088046</id><published>2011-01-20T14:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-20T14:39:55.353Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desafios'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Roubei do Facebook de uma amiga =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Quem é a ultima pessoa que te telefonou? Vera R.&lt;br /&gt;2. Costumas desligar o teu telemóvel? Muito raro, mas quando não quero falar com ninguém, sim.&lt;br /&gt;3. Que aconteceu ontem as 10h da manhã? Estava a dormir.&lt;br /&gt;4. Quando foi a última vez que choras-te? Nem me lembro.&lt;br /&gt;5. Que gostas de comer a ver um filme? Pipocas doces.&lt;br /&gt;6. Que queres neste momento na tua vida? Que tudo continue a correr bem como até agora.&lt;br /&gt;7. Costumas andar com chapéu de chuva ou puxas apenas pelo capucho? Chapeu de chuva (porém. não gosto de andar com o chapéu atrás)&lt;br /&gt;8. Qual é a tua coisa preferida para ter na cama? Peluches e almofadas.&lt;br /&gt;9. Que estás a usar agora da parte de baixo? Pijama.&lt;br /&gt;10. Qual é a coisa mais gira que tens escrito nas mensagens da tua caixa de entrada? Amo-te.&lt;br /&gt;11. Tendes a complicar uma relação? Não.&lt;br /&gt;12. Estás a usar alguma coisa emprestada? Não.&lt;br /&gt;13. Qual foi o ultimo filme q compraste? Piratas das caraibas.&lt;br /&gt;14. De que sentes orgulho? Irmãos, Mãe, Padrasto e Eu.&lt;br /&gt;15. Que diz a mensagem mais antigo na tua caixa de entrada? Estas de folga até quinta.&lt;br /&gt;16. Qual foi a ultima musica q cantas-te alto? "E como é que eu vou fazer".&lt;br /&gt;17. Tens algum nickname? Quais são? Sófi.&lt;br /&gt;18. Que dizia a ultima sms que recebes-te? de quem era? Podemos só ficar juntos, Fábio S.&lt;br /&gt;20. Andas feliz ultimamente? Sim.&lt;br /&gt;21. Quem te dá os melhores conselhos? A mãe, obviamente.&lt;br /&gt;22. Quem mais odeias na vida? Neste momento, ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;23. Com quem falas-te ao telefone ontem a noite? Acho que com ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;24. Alguma coisa te está a chatear agora? Sim, o meu irmão xD&lt;br /&gt;25. Quem ou o quê foi te fez rir por ultimo? Agora o meu irmão lol.&lt;br /&gt;26. Quem ou o quê está no fundo do teu pc? Eu e os meus irmãos.&lt;br /&gt;27. De quem foi a ultima chamada que rejeitas-te? Não costumo rejeitar.&lt;br /&gt;28. Já alguma vez te partiram o Coração? Sim.&lt;br /&gt;29. Que mais te irrita em alguém? Falsidade.&lt;br /&gt;30. Tens alguém de quem gostes neste momento? Sim.&lt;br /&gt;31. Já alguma vez usas-te cocaína? Nao.&lt;br /&gt;32. De que cor é o teu quarto? Branco.&lt;br /&gt;33. Matavas alguém por um bilião de euros? Não.&lt;br /&gt;34. Acreditas em destino? Sim.&lt;br /&gt;35. Quem foi a ultima pessoa que se deitou na tua cama? A minha irmã.&lt;br /&gt;36. De quem foi o ultimo abraço que recebeste? Fábio S.&lt;br /&gt;37. Com quem estas a falar agora ? Com uma pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;38. Tens vida? P´ropria? Óbviamente.&lt;br /&gt;39. Alguma vez pensaste que tinha morrido alguém quando na verdade não? Não.&lt;br /&gt;40. Quais são as musicas da tua vida? Cada momento, cada música. Tenho muitas.&lt;br /&gt;41. Quem foi a ultima pessoa que viste em sonhos? Não me recordo.&lt;br /&gt;42. Ultima vez que sorriste?&amp;nbsp;Ah uns minutos atrás.&lt;br /&gt;43. Mudaste este ano? Sim, Cresci.&lt;br /&gt;44. Que estás a ouvir neste momento? Only girl.&lt;br /&gt;46. Caminhas com os olhos abertos ou fechados? Abertos.&lt;br /&gt;47. Com quem querias estar agora? Estou neste momento, com essa pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;48. Queres alguém que não podes ter? Não.&lt;br /&gt;49. Alguma vez tocaste um instrumento? Já.&lt;br /&gt;50. Qual foi a pior ideia que tiveste em semanas? Não me recordo.&lt;br /&gt;52. Estás feliz com a tua vida amorosa, neste momento? Sim.&lt;br /&gt;53. Que canção melhor descreve a tua vida amorosa? Muitas, nenhuma em concreto.&lt;br /&gt;54. Essa pessoa sabe que gostas dela? Claro que sim.&lt;br /&gt;55.Quem e que normalmente te faz rir? Mãe, irmãos, afilhada e Fábio S.&lt;br /&gt;56. Falas outras línguas além de português? Não, não gosto de outras linguas.&lt;br /&gt;58. Qual é o teu segundo nome? Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;59. Que vais fazer amanhã? Dormir.&lt;br /&gt;60. Não gosto disto: De traições.&lt;br /&gt;61. Com quem escolherias morrer? As pessoas que estão sempre comigo.&lt;br /&gt;62. Onde estives-te hoje? Até agora, em minha casa. &lt;br /&gt;63. Quais os jogos que jogas com mais frequência? Ultimamente não tenho tempo p'ra isso.&lt;br /&gt;64. De quem sentes falta neste momento? Da minha Inês.&lt;br /&gt;65. Entre um amigo e um amor qual escolherias? Os dois, são importantes. &lt;br /&gt;66. Que estás a fazer agora? A ver o discovery e no blog.&lt;br /&gt;67. Em que escola primária andas-te? Sacadura cabral&lt;br /&gt;68. Quais as tuas 3 cores preferidas? Azul, preto e branco.&lt;br /&gt;69. Que mais queres neste momento? Que tudo continue bem, como esta.&lt;br /&gt;70. Que é a vida para ti? Algo misterioso que temos de ir descobrindo e desfrutando ao máximo. &lt;br /&gt;71. Se tiveres um problema que te esteja a perturbar que fazes? Resolvo-o&lt;br /&gt;72. Quem foi a ultima pessoa com quem falas-te no MSN? Não me lembro, ultimamente não tenho ido ao msn.&lt;br /&gt;73. Qual é o teu modelo de telemóvel? Nokia C3&lt;br /&gt;74. Em que mês nasceste? Maio.&lt;br /&gt;75. Como te sentes neste momento? Bem.&lt;br /&gt;76. Que horas são? 14h30min.&lt;br /&gt;77. Onde estás? Quarto&lt;br /&gt;79. Porque estás a fazer este teste? Achei piada.&lt;br /&gt;81. Com que idade te queres casar? Não preciso de um papel assinado pelos dois a jurar amor eterno, para provar que gostamos um do outro e que só assim podemos ser felizes. Portanto não penso em casar.&lt;br /&gt;82. O que é mais importante: amigos ou namorado? São ambos importantes, cada um da sua maneira.&lt;br /&gt;83. Achas-te uma pessoa confiante? Por vezes.&lt;br /&gt;84. Acreditas em ver o arco-íris depois da chuva? Sim.&lt;br /&gt;85. Se pudesses realizar um sonho... qual seria? Até hoje, o meu maior sonho esta concluido.&lt;br /&gt;86. Qual é o teu objectivo para o próximo ano? Ainda não pensei nisso.&lt;br /&gt;87. Acreditas em amor eterno? Sim, porque não?!&lt;br /&gt;88. Qual o teu sentimento preferido? Amor, vale tudo.&lt;br /&gt;89. Acreditas que já estamos no aquecimento global? Sem dúvida.&lt;br /&gt;90. Qual o sentimento que mais odeias? Falsidade.&lt;br /&gt;91. Acreditas em Deus? Sim.&lt;br /&gt;92. Qual é a coisa mais importante na tua vida? Os meus irmãos.&lt;br /&gt;93. O que repetias? Talvez,&amp;nbsp;o dia 10 de Agosto de 2009.&lt;br /&gt;94. Que mais te arrependes de ter feito? Neste momento nada, fiz o que tinha de ser feito.&lt;br /&gt;95. Que mais fazes no teu computador?&amp;nbsp;Face, blog e fotos&amp;nbsp;(ultimamente).&lt;br /&gt;96. Uma frase que gostes: Não me recordo.&lt;br /&gt;97. Dias importantes: 1, 15 e 26 de Março e 26 de Novembro.&lt;br /&gt;98. Um(a) cantor(a): Leona Lewis.&lt;br /&gt;99. Um animal: Golfinho, Cavalo e Cão.&lt;br /&gt;100. Que vais fazer a seguir? Dar uma volta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-4384239999545088046?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/4384239999545088046/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=4384239999545088046&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4384239999545088046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4384239999545088046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/01/roubei-do-facebook-de-uma-amiga-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-8945144648627967890</id><published>2011-01-16T22:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-16T22:47:11.118Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estados De Espirito'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoje até me fizeste rir com a história do nosso casamento, foi muito cómico ver toda a gente a falar do mesmo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TTN0tqNzNYI/AAAAAAAACHk/T3lhaCakCbU/s1600/amor_beijo_cinema_450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TTN0tqNzNYI/AAAAAAAACHk/T3lhaCakCbU/s320/amor_beijo_cinema_450.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gosto tanto quando dizes "Quero um café bem tirado e com um sorriso na cara" Fazes-me logo sorrir. Fico contente, porque sei que te preocupas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-8945144648627967890?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/8945144648627967890/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=8945144648627967890&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/8945144648627967890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/8945144648627967890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/01/hoje-ate-me-fizeste-rir-com-historia-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TTN0tqNzNYI/AAAAAAAACHk/T3lhaCakCbU/s72-c/amor_beijo_cinema_450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-3749164843569671254</id><published>2011-01-14T00:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-14T00:10:06.605Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TS-UPH1_U0I/AAAAAAAACHg/cFr6l2_MRZE/s1600/beyonce.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TS-UPH1_U0I/AAAAAAAACHg/cFr6l2_MRZE/s320/beyonce.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não quero mesmo, sentir mais do que carinho de amiga por ti! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quer dizer, se calhar, até quero, se calhar, és a minha "viragem de página" na minha vida sentimental..mas tenho tanto medo de conhecer e ter comigo uma pessoa diferente, da que estou habituada.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É estranho pensar que podemos ter alguma coisa, eu bem te afasto mas dou por mim a fazer jogos de sedução contigo ! Não acho (mesmo) normal, mas posso confessar aqui, no meu cantinho, que se me for embora, é dele que vou ter mais saudades e sentir mais a falta. Foi a primeira pessoa em quem eu pensei.. Foi das primeiras pessoas que me fez sentir bem, naquele sitio, onde tudo era complicado e talvez por isso eu quisesse desistir e foi também por ele que não o fiz! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talvez o meu carinho por ti seja por esses motivos, não sei, tenho muito medo que seja outra coisa, outro sentimento, que não é muito amigável para comigo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenho tanto medo das evidências, que nem falei sobre tal a alguém. Por muito que te tente afastar, com o tempo irei perceber :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-3749164843569671254?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/3749164843569671254/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=3749164843569671254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3749164843569671254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3749164843569671254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/01/nao-quero-mesmo-sentir-mais-do-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TS-UPH1_U0I/AAAAAAAACHg/cFr6l2_MRZE/s72-c/beyonce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-8358356922131970298</id><published>2011-01-10T01:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-10T01:58:44.726Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diariamente .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TSpnkg4_ZlI/AAAAAAAACHc/7jZleAV_1SU/s1600/christina+aguilera+100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TSpnkg4_ZlI/AAAAAAAACHc/7jZleAV_1SU/s320/christina+aguilera+100.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sabes.. mato-me quando digo que já não sinto nada por ti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nisso levo as mãos à cabeça e penso que não pode ser possível, mas mesmo depois de tanto tempo olho para ti (ainda) da mesma forma (de há uns anos atrás) com o mesmo carinho, satisfação, orgulho e, sobretudo, amor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Os anos passam e (confesso) quanto mais Homem ficas, mais me atraís e me apaixono. Já encarei a realidade e por muito dura ou pesada que seja, tu ainda me fazes abstrair dela e sonhar! Sonhar muito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Já que para ti é indiferente, sei que me mentes, mas se queres saber, isso já não me interessa minimamente.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mesmo que eu "cosse" muito a cabeça com tantas dúvidas e mesmo assim ainda insista que não, a verdade é que continuas a ser uma prioridade minha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Preocupo-me contigo, quero que não sofras e que estejas bem, pois sei que também já sofreste muito nestes tempos passados e até posso ainda ser um refúgio para ti.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A história que construí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;mos sem nos dar-mos conta, vai continuar a ser a minha preferida, mesmo que não partilhe isso contigo, por vergonha.. Crescemos tanto.. E eu vou continuar a negar o sentimento que não posso nutrir (mas sei que sim) por ti.&lt;/span&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/7775839738920953599-8358356922131970298?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/8358356922131970298/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=8358356922131970298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/8358356922131970298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/8358356922131970298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2011/01/sabes.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TSpnkg4_ZlI/AAAAAAAACHc/7jZleAV_1SU/s72-c/christina+aguilera+100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-731831634879239337</id><published>2010-12-31T17:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-31T17:53:02.596Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diariamente .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TR4YVnvnfGI/AAAAAAAACHY/J_jGUrcXUbg/s1600/1005782.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TR4YVnvnfGI/AAAAAAAACHY/J_jGUrcXUbg/s320/1005782.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desejo a todos uma optima passagem de ano, como tudo a que se tem direito. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Este ano foi revelador .. mas não correu&amp;nbsp;mal. &lt;u&gt;Espero que 2011 seja um ano de alegria, saude e muito trabalho. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Agradeço a todos os que me tem seguido, nesta viagem alucinante&lt;/u&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/7775839738920953599-731831634879239337?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/731831634879239337/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=731831634879239337&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/731831634879239337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/731831634879239337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/12/desejo-todos-uma-optima-passagem-de-ano.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TR4YVnvnfGI/AAAAAAAACHY/J_jGUrcXUbg/s72-c/1005782.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-943293773785774735</id><published>2010-12-24T23:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-24T23:55:43.842Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TRUy6a12zsI/AAAAAAAACHQ/rQ1B5mzlPtE/s1600/feliz-natal-em-ingles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TRUy6a12zsI/AAAAAAAACHQ/rQ1B5mzlPtE/s320/feliz-natal-em-ingles.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Meus amores (a) &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;FELIZ NATAL.&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/7775839738920953599-943293773785774735?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/943293773785774735/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=943293773785774735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/943293773785774735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/943293773785774735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/12/meus-amores-feliz-natal.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TRUy6a12zsI/AAAAAAAACHQ/rQ1B5mzlPtE/s72-c/feliz-natal-em-ingles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-6097125193346984240</id><published>2010-12-07T23:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-07T23:33:26.963Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TP7DA2FC-6I/AAAAAAAACHM/9nDfjDfOLQM/s1600/blank.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TP7DA2FC-6I/AAAAAAAACHM/9nDfjDfOLQM/s320/blank.jpg" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Surpreendo-me mesmo, depois de tantos anos, parece que ainda não te conheço a cem por cento!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Há uns meses atrás prometi a mim mesma que não iria mais, voltar atrás e cair no passado. Sim, porque se virmos bem as coisas, és um passado arrebatador .. Consegues ter tudo de bom e ao mesmo tempo tudo de mau, até que acabaste por me baralhar! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hoje dei por mim, com saudades .. &lt;strike&gt;Saudades das nossas mensagens, telefonemas, gargalhadas e até choros. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tentei, tentei e voltei a tentar, mas não consigo arrancar-te de mim, não sais nem por nada e&amp;nbsp;isso magóa muito, tenho medo que acabes por nunca ir "embora" de mim e não consiga refazer a minha vida totalmente.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Menti-te, menti quando disse que já não te amava, desculpa, foi mais forte que eu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Acho que&amp;nbsp;já não mereces saber isso, já não tens nada a ver com os sentimentos que trago comigo. Já não&amp;nbsp;espero, nem corro pelas frases perfeitas e escritas umas sobre as outras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Queria sim, correr atrás da&amp;nbsp;nossa amizade&amp;nbsp;"isso"&amp;nbsp;que era das coisas mais valiosas que eu tinha e de um&amp;nbsp;momento para o outro perdeu a sua base.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Como é que estragámos "isso" (?) Não faço a minima, mas quero-a de volta.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;Sinto imenso a tua falta&lt;/strike&gt;! Porém tenho medo, medo da resposta que posso ter quando me passar pela cabeça dizer o quanto me fazes falta, o quanto tenho saudades tuas. Espero que não te esqueças, tens uma &lt;strike&gt;promessa p'ra comigo&lt;/strike&gt;, espero sinceramente, &lt;strike&gt;que cumpras&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;:$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&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/7775839738920953599-6097125193346984240?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/6097125193346984240/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=6097125193346984240&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6097125193346984240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6097125193346984240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/12/surpreendo-me-mesmo-depois-de-tantos.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TP7DA2FC-6I/AAAAAAAACHM/9nDfjDfOLQM/s72-c/blank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-642357396492785070</id><published>2010-11-25T19:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-25T19:35:25.218Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conversas ..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TO66ckeZJ3I/AAAAAAAACHI/rzzm5TE_M-s/s1600/Ando-meio-sem-tempo-e-principalmente-confusa-pra-escrever.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TO66ckeZJ3I/AAAAAAAACHI/rzzm5TE_M-s/s320/Ando-meio-sem-tempo-e-principalmente-confusa-pra-escrever.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;"Vou-te fazer uma pergunta e entrar um pouco no teu intimo.. Tu sofres por alguém não é (?) Tenho a sensação que amas muito"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Tenho muito amor escondido só para mim, e não penso dá-lo de "mão beijada" a qualquer pessoa, porque este já tinha dono. E não me faças mais perguntas destas porque não quero partilhar mais nada da minha vida com ninguém. É o melhor.&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/7775839738920953599-642357396492785070?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/642357396492785070/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=642357396492785070&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/642357396492785070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/642357396492785070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/11/vou-te-fazer-uma-pergunta-e-entrar-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TO66ckeZJ3I/AAAAAAAACHI/rzzm5TE_M-s/s72-c/Ando-meio-sem-tempo-e-principalmente-confusa-pra-escrever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-1826707503162774407</id><published>2010-11-20T23:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-11-20T23:37:46.645Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizades'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TOhagoZeOOI/AAAAAAAACHE/ae5FSSfhL3o/s1600/62B63.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TOhagoZeOOI/AAAAAAAACHE/ae5FSSfhL3o/s320/62B63.jpg" width="294" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Faz-me perceber que vale a pena. Preciso que fiques ao meu lado, agora!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;É muita a felicidade que se reune dentro de mim, do meu peito, da minha alma .. Tentei não ceder, tentei não falar, mas é inevitável.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Não vou remar mais contra a corrente da maré, se é assim que tem de ser, então assim será. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Também não me vou 'apegar' demasiadamente a ti como já fiz, senão um dia mais tarde, quem sofrerá sou eu. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ainda és dos que facilmente, me põe&amp;nbsp;um sorriso nos lábios .&lt;/u&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/7775839738920953599-1826707503162774407?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/1826707503162774407/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=1826707503162774407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1826707503162774407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1826707503162774407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/11/faz-me-perceber-que-vale-pena.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TOhagoZeOOI/AAAAAAAACHE/ae5FSSfhL3o/s72-c/62B63.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-1417767639051410763</id><published>2010-11-08T01:25:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-08T01:28:44.929Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conversas ..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TNdRZFlRMCI/AAAAAAAACHA/qPt42XgUMyc/s1600/saudade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TNdRZFlRMCI/AAAAAAAACHA/qPt42XgUMyc/s1600/saudade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje perguntaram como estavam as coisas (com ele) . A minha reacção foi absolutamente surpreendente, nem tive resposta, calada fiquei.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sei, os meus objectivos mudaram, eu mudei! E sinto que talvez me esteja afastar, e que, se calhar até nem estou a fazer o que está certo. Neste momento já não tenho controlo algum sobre o que sinto ou deixo de sentir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero estar por perto mas (talvez) sem me "enrolar" em ti,&amp;nbsp;é confuso mas a última noite (sem eu querer ou pensar sequer nisso) fez-me mudar o pensamento do que&amp;nbsp;pensara que havia entre nós os dois. Preciso muito mais do que isto, preciso do que me fazia sorrir, preciso da nossa amizade incomparavel de volta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acredita que se a minha vontade continuar a ser esta, ao qual, ainda nao sei o que é concretamente, prometo que nunca vou esquecer os momentos que me deste. Este último ano foi arrebatador (pelo menos para mim) houve mudanças de 360º graus na minha vida e sei que tu também mudaste. Não esquecerei segundo nenhum que passamos, foram segundos, minutos e até horas que nunca consegui ter com ninguém da maneira que tive contigo. Não vou colocar "um ponto final" na nossa história, mas sim uma "virgula".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo assim, obrigada, deste-me muito mesmo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fizeste-me crescer acredita.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/7775839738920953599-1417767639051410763?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/1417767639051410763/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=1417767639051410763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1417767639051410763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1417767639051410763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/11/hoje-perguntaram-como-estavam-as-coisas.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TNdRZFlRMCI/AAAAAAAACHA/qPt42XgUMyc/s72-c/saudade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-8493334809297386673</id><published>2010-10-27T13:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T13:54:57.830+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estados De Espirito'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TMgg8AhmArI/AAAAAAAACG8/NXXhLX62p5c/s1600/felicidade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TMgg8AhmArI/AAAAAAAACG8/NXXhLX62p5c/s320/felicidade.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estou super feliz :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O meu novo projecto de vida está quase&amp;nbsp;completo, está a ficar perfeito (felizmente) *.*&lt;/strong&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/7775839738920953599-8493334809297386673?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/8493334809297386673/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=8493334809297386673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/8493334809297386673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/8493334809297386673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/10/estou-super-feliz-d-o-meu-novo-projecto.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TMgg8AhmArI/AAAAAAAACG8/NXXhLX62p5c/s72-c/felicidade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-8044745232873363719</id><published>2010-10-25T00:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T00:36:28.883+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estados De Espirito'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TMTCJz1FVMI/AAAAAAAACG4/pNlOV7I9Yeg/s1600/amor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TMTCJz1FVMI/AAAAAAAACG4/pNlOV7I9Yeg/s320/amor.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sabes eu gostava .. Gostava mesmo de voltar&amp;nbsp;a sentir os teus lábios, esses beijos 'fogosos' que sabes dar (melhor que ninguém) .. Gostava mesmo, de ficar deitada no teu peito, depois de os nossos corpos se unirem com o imenso prazer, que dás. Mas algo me diz para esperar .. a última vez deixou marcas, quando me deixaste sozinha&amp;nbsp;e sais-te por aquela porta .. Desculpa! Quando eu me sentir melhor (pensava eu, que já tinha passado) irei lutar por mais momentos contigo. Espero que depois estejas disposto a estar comigo d'novo.&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/7775839738920953599-8044745232873363719?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/8044745232873363719/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=8044745232873363719&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/8044745232873363719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/8044745232873363719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/10/sabes-eu-gostava.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TMTCJz1FVMI/AAAAAAAACG4/pNlOV7I9Yeg/s72-c/amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-6707014031090888752</id><published>2010-10-20T23:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T23:57:29.910+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TL9zvg4HqTI/AAAAAAAACG0/fRFEv6_crwQ/s1600/mae02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="315" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TL9zvg4HqTI/AAAAAAAACG0/fRFEv6_crwQ/s320/mae02.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Sei que já discutimos muito e que os nossos feitios e atitudes 'chocam' muito, mas se queres que te diga, estamos na melhor fase que alguma vez passamos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Não sei o que mudou, ainda não descobri, talvez tenhas visto que cresci (muito rápido, mas cresci) e vejas agora uma mulher, que te defende das injustiças que retratam sobre ti e em quem confias os teus desabafos. Viste que agora esta na altura de ser eu a proteger-te e não o contrário como tens feito no meu percurso de vida, até hoje. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Mas agradeço-te muito por tudo (mesmo tudo), pois&amp;nbsp;sei que se não fosses tu, a minha vida não tinha o ritmo, a organização, os sentimentos e o sentido que tem hoje em dia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obrigada &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-6707014031090888752?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/6707014031090888752/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=6707014031090888752&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6707014031090888752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6707014031090888752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/10/sei-que-ja-discutimos-muito-e-que-os.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TL9zvg4HqTI/AAAAAAAACG0/fRFEv6_crwQ/s72-c/mae02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-3749355183960780384</id><published>2010-10-14T23:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T23:48:11.605+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizades'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TLeITok5ylI/AAAAAAAACGw/hTg88l3fsIo/s1600/mensagens-para-orkut-amor.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="227" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TLeITok5ylI/AAAAAAAACGw/hTg88l3fsIo/s320/mensagens-para-orkut-amor.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Com o tempo a passar, começo a aprecerber-me que foste uma boa parte da minha história, que irei ter saudades, mas que vai ficando entre as linhas que cruzei no passado. Não tenho o direito (e vice-versa) de te&amp;nbsp;pedir mais nada, nem mesmo um carinho, um beijo&amp;nbsp;ou um último adeus, pois o caminho que fomos percorrendo, encarregou-se disso.&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/7775839738920953599-3749355183960780384?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/3749355183960780384/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=3749355183960780384&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3749355183960780384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3749355183960780384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/10/com-o-tempo-passar-comeco-aprecerber-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TLeITok5ylI/AAAAAAAACGw/hTg88l3fsIo/s72-c/mensagens-para-orkut-amor.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-4754104451031981215</id><published>2010-10-09T19:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T19:18:05.001+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TLCxHxYg-QI/AAAAAAAACGs/Kiy_EtsLiEw/s1600/SDC10055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TLCxHxYg-QI/AAAAAAAACGs/Kiy_EtsLiEw/s320/SDC10055.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenho IMENSAS saudades da minha Inês :$&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; 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font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Já tinha saudades de ouvir a chuva a cair, saudades de colocar a mão sobre o parapeito da janela e sentir cada gota de àgua.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TK5URpFwPJI/AAAAAAAACGo/cHhpiSGJO8E/s1600/dan%25C3%25A7ar+%25C3%25A0+chuva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TK5URpFwPJI/AAAAAAAACGo/cHhpiSGJO8E/s320/dan%25C3%25A7ar+%25C3%25A0+chuva.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Aquela sensação é tão boa.&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/7775839738920953599-3769296696614354176?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/3769296696614354176/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=3769296696614354176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3769296696614354176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3769296696614354176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/10/ja-tinha-saudades-de-ouvir-chuva-cair.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TK5URpFwPJI/AAAAAAAACGo/cHhpiSGJO8E/s72-c/dan%25C3%25A7ar+%25C3%25A0+chuva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-1163571279774355425</id><published>2010-10-07T22:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T22:56:45.565+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conselhos amorosos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TK5B_xu7OfI/AAAAAAAACGk/N5p1azTQUMg/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TK5B_xu7OfI/AAAAAAAACGk/N5p1azTQUMg/s320/untitled.bmp" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1646647878"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"O amor é o sentimento mais contraditório que existe: &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ele magoa mas faz-te sentir vivo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;span id="goog_1646647879"&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/7775839738920953599-1163571279774355425?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/1163571279774355425/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=1163571279774355425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1163571279774355425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1163571279774355425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-amor-e-o-sentimento-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TK5B_xu7OfI/AAAAAAAACGk/N5p1azTQUMg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-1658220625789036076</id><published>2010-09-28T02:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T02:43:24.324+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estados De Espirito'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;.. Sair do trabalho às 24h, estar na paragem das 24h até às 24h45m à espera do autocarro .. Com frio e modos a ficar doente, o que é que isto dá (?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TKFIFM-_hmI/AAAAAAAACGg/xIvtI4oma7s/s1600/doente9av.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TKFIFM-_hmI/AAAAAAAACGg/xIvtI4oma7s/s320/doente9av.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;.. Uma grande constipação, em vez de falar como deve ser, falasse estilo "fanhoso", muito cansaço. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Portanto isto tudo é igual, a um chá'zinho preto bem&amp;nbsp;quentinho e enfiar-me logo debaixo dos meus cobertores (pois parecesse me que tenho um "pontinho" de febre) , na esperança de que, no dia seguinte esteja melhor (isto senão piorar durante a noite). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Com isto, desejo uma optima noite aos meus seguidores e não se esqueçam, as noites estão mais frias e o Inverno já espreita, por isso as roupas de Verão já vão ficando&amp;nbsp;no armário e um casaco'zinho nunca fez mal a ninguém! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-1658220625789036076?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/1658220625789036076/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=1658220625789036076&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1658220625789036076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1658220625789036076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TKFIFM-_hmI/AAAAAAAACGg/xIvtI4oma7s/s72-c/doente9av.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-6804909692581173890</id><published>2010-09-23T18:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T18:43:42.045+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TJuRa2TuScI/AAAAAAAACGQ/DvkhaGJccY0/s1600-h/tumblr_l8v0pbCf4A1qa9hovo1_500%5B5%5D.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="tumblr_l8v0pbCf4A1qa9hovo1_500" border="0" height="164" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TJuRbek0JmI/AAAAAAAACGU/DROuUg4tWJA/tumblr_l8v0pbCf4A1qa9hovo1_500_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline;" title="tumblr_l8v0pbCf4A1qa9hovo1_500" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Tenho saudades tuas, mas ao mesmo tempo tenho imenso medo de te ver de novo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-6804909692581173890?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/6804909692581173890/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=6804909692581173890&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6804909692581173890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6804909692581173890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/09/tenho-saudades-tuas-mas-ao-mesmo-tempo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TJuRbek0JmI/AAAAAAAACGU/DROuUg4tWJA/s72-c/tumblr_l8v0pbCf4A1qa9hovo1_500_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-3384116838194372631</id><published>2010-09-17T22:54:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T22:55:00.428+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conselhos amorosos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TJPjklkvijI/AAAAAAAACGE/4jzP3rr-dbM/s1600/5269912fz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TJPjklkvijI/AAAAAAAACGE/4jzP3rr-dbM/s320/5269912fz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O amor não consiste em olhar um para o outro, mas sim em olhar juntos para a mesma direcção."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-3384116838194372631?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/3384116838194372631/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=3384116838194372631&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3384116838194372631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3384116838194372631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-amor-nao-consiste-em-olhar-um-para-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TJPjklkvijI/AAAAAAAACGE/4jzP3rr-dbM/s72-c/5269912fz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-5130637097296730502</id><published>2010-09-15T23:48:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T00:01:00.098+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Algo interessante.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TJFM6eHTpvI/AAAAAAAACF8/h8aeOYmO46Q/s1600/triste.jpghjbjhb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TJFM6eHTpvI/AAAAAAAACF8/h8aeOYmO46Q/s320/triste.jpghjbjhb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por vezes é optimo chorar, mesmo que não saibamos o porquê de tais "cristais" nos estarem a cair e a "salgar" de certa forma a pele. Porém é igualmente estranho, pois é a única forma de nos tornarmos (os) mais vulneráveis e ai sim, vêm que realmente não somos "pedras" sem sentimentos, demonstramos que não somos "gelo"e que no lugar do coração não está um&amp;nbsp;enorme cubo&amp;nbsp;de gelo que não chega a derreter, nem por um milimetro de compaixão. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por vezes gostava de ser assim, pois não poderia sentir, nem sequer imaginar o que seria uma perda, uma desilusão, o significado&amp;nbsp;que cada&amp;nbsp;lágrima contém dentro de si, tudo isso e muito mais.. No fundo sou um cubo de açucar, por vezes duro por fora mas saboroso por dentro. &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;É realmente enervante&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/7775839738920953599-5130637097296730502?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/5130637097296730502/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=5130637097296730502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5130637097296730502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5130637097296730502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/09/por-vezes-e-optimo-chorar-mesmo-que-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TJFM6eHTpvI/AAAAAAAACF8/h8aeOYmO46Q/s72-c/triste.jpghjbjhb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-2830650437597948655</id><published>2010-09-13T01:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T01:09:13.559+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conselhos amorosos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TI1rmOudo8I/AAAAAAAACF0/tiZa8ns962k/s1600/68hikh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TI1rmOudo8I/AAAAAAAACF0/tiZa8ns962k/s320/68hikh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"O amor não conhece obstáculos e não recua diante de nenhum sacrifício."&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/7775839738920953599-2830650437597948655?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/2830650437597948655/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=2830650437597948655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2830650437597948655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2830650437597948655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-amor-nao-conhece-obstaculos-e-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TI1rmOudo8I/AAAAAAAACF0/tiZa8ns962k/s72-c/68hikh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-8360464820653650888</id><published>2010-09-13T01:06:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T01:09:36.491+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Nicola'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TI1rAYkOPKI/AAAAAAAACFs/GjYK3qPHf-g/s1600/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TI1rAYkOPKI/AAAAAAAACFs/GjYK3qPHf-g/s320/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Um dia vou dizer-te que estás com muito bom aspecto... posso provar?"&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/7775839738920953599-8360464820653650888?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/8360464820653650888/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=8360464820653650888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/8360464820653650888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/8360464820653650888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/09/um-dia-vou-dizer-te-que-estas-com-muito.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TI1rAYkOPKI/AAAAAAAACFs/GjYK3qPHf-g/s72-c/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-7715812383928936093</id><published>2010-09-08T00:44:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T00:54:41.930+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizades'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;31-3-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIbODoPFJxI/AAAAAAAACD8/uEElwbsb_JY/s1600/SDC10015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIbODoPFJxI/AAAAAAAACD8/uEElwbsb_JY/s320/SDC10015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Agradeço que não utilizem esta foto, pois é da autoria deste blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Meu anjo, em poucas palavras que me deste, senti que estas mal.. Que não tens noção do que se passa contigo, que andas perdida nos teus pensamentos e que tudo o que querias era voltar a ser "feliz" como pensavas que eras e não que o passado viesse atromentar-te, uma vez mais! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu sei, eu entendo-te, por vezes a vida prega-nos partidas quando não necessitamos das mesmas .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Sei que tens sofrido, que sentes a minha falta, mas acredita que eu também sinto a tua, digo do fundo do coração. Depois de um ano de ausências matinais, mostraste-me que tudo pode acontecer e que a amizade que temos nunca poderia ser destruida, tocas-te num dos meus pontos mais fracos, limpaste-me lágrimas, guardas segredos e segredos meus, coisas bastante confidenciais que nunca contaria a ninguem, somente a ti. Tenho em ti a minha verdadeira confiança! Apoias-me sempre, mesmo que não estejas de acordo, pois sabes que sejam quais forem as consequências, estarás sempre para mim. Tal como eu estarei para ti e estou agora mesmo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Estas a entrar num ponto, onde eu, por vezes entro, tentas não falar do assunto para não magoar tanto, e eu.. eu dou-te o espaço todo que necessitares, tal como me dás a mim.&amp;nbsp;Contigo aprendi que as amarguras podem ser divididas entre pessoas amigas (como temos feito até então), fizeste-me sorrir quando o que menos queria era faze-lo. Hoje, olho para a minha parede onde tenho a tua carta de aniversário, onde tenho a pulseira que me ofereceste.. Na estante tenho as nossas fotografias numa moldura dupla, são tantas as fotos que temos.. e olhando para elas só consigo sorrir e sorrir, sem parar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Morro de saudades!! Tenho saudades de te ter logo de manha aqui em casa, para ir-mos directas para as aulas, tenho saudades de te esperar nos intervalos, tenho saudades de deitar a minha cabeça no teu ombro e saber que estás sempre lá para mim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Chorei e choro por falta disto tudo, não me canso de te dar explicações do porquê de ter mudado assim de vida tão repentinamente, porque só tu as mereces e sabes a verdadeira razão para o ter feito, aquela que escondo de toda a gente. Espero que tenhas tanto orgulho em mim como eu tenho em ti. Sei também que, gostavas muito, mas mesmo muito que eu voltasse a tua rotina (ou seja) rotina escolar, livros novos, partilhar os disabores e as animações dos professores, mas infelizmente não te posso oferecer isso (não por não querer) mas sim, por estar constantemente magoada como as minhas memórias passadas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Escrevi-te isto, não para chorares e ficares ainda mais triste por estar longe de ti ou não ter os teus horários compativeis com os meus, mas para te lembrares que eu &lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ESTOU AQUI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, para &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;TUDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;O teu passado bateu-te à porta e tu não sabes como o encarar, mas eu estou aqui para te ajudar e defender sempre :$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Amo-te para a vida M.A @&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-7715812383928936093?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/7715812383928936093/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=7715812383928936093&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7715812383928936093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7715812383928936093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/09/agradeco-que-nao-utilizem-esta-foto.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIbODoPFJxI/AAAAAAAACD8/uEElwbsb_JY/s72-c/SDC10015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-1546443819845849286</id><published>2010-09-06T00:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T00:47:26.941+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conselhos amorosos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIQr7W7_oLI/AAAAAAAACD0/5ruc1TIfBvk/s1600/namorados-orkut11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIQr7W7_oLI/AAAAAAAACD0/5ruc1TIfBvk/s320/namorados-orkut11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"O amor é o sentimento mais contraditório que existe: ele magoa mas faz-te sentir vivo."&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/7775839738920953599-1546443819845849286?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/1546443819845849286/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=1546443819845849286&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1546443819845849286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1546443819845849286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-amor-e-o-sentimento-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIQr7W7_oLI/AAAAAAAACD0/5ruc1TIfBvk/s72-c/namorados-orkut11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-2187490620222330491</id><published>2010-09-06T00:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T00:45:02.119+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Nicola'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIQrTazjBOI/AAAAAAAACDs/BQvXbjAZCWw/s1600/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIQrTazjBOI/AAAAAAAACDs/BQvXbjAZCWw/s320/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"Um dia vou dizer-te que adoro quando me deixas assim... sem jeito"&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/7775839738920953599-2187490620222330491?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/2187490620222330491/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=2187490620222330491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2187490620222330491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2187490620222330491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/09/um-dia-vou-dizer-te-que-adoro-quando-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIQrTazjBOI/AAAAAAAACDs/BQvXbjAZCWw/s72-c/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-1439971493362116327</id><published>2010-09-06T00:34:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T00:37:44.864+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momento certo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Acho (ainda que confusa), que começo a ver-te com outros "olhos".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIQo1UA_p8I/AAAAAAAACDk/NtKNH8SEsOY/s1600/angelina_Jolie_costas2_portugal_porreiro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIQo1UA_p8I/AAAAAAAACDk/NtKNH8SEsOY/s320/angelina_Jolie_costas2_portugal_porreiro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Um dia deste vi-te, o meu estomago deu certas voltas de nervosismo e depois ? .. Mais nada! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Desta vez, pisaste o risco da minha tolerância&amp;nbsp;e por muito que eu goste de ti, sinta carinho por ti, por tudo o que passamos até aqui, os meus limites excederam-se quando saiste por aquela porta a meio da noite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Custa-me ainda, acreditar, e perceber o porquê de teres feito tal coisa, mas também não me dei ao trabalho de te perguntar. Ia servir de quê? Afinal magoada fiquei eu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Por momentos cheguei a pensar que te tinha feito algo de mal, mas pensando bem .. Tudo estava a correr bem, tu é que estragaste o resto da noite, para além de ansiar arduamente pelo teu corpo, queria especialmente ter-te comigo uma vez mais, aproveitar o momento e passar a noite contigo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tu não tiveste à altura de todas as minhas espectativas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; E vou ser ainda mais sincera, custa mesmo muito, ter-te longe de mim! Excluiste-me da tua vida praticamente :'/ Queria pelo menos recuperar a amizade que tinhamos e que agora .. agora teoricamente não existe.&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/7775839738920953599-1439971493362116327?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/1439971493362116327/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=1439971493362116327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1439971493362116327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1439971493362116327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/09/acho-ainda-que-confusa-que-comeco-ver.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIQo1UA_p8I/AAAAAAAACDk/NtKNH8SEsOY/s72-c/angelina_Jolie_costas2_portugal_porreiro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-6642431097454936256</id><published>2010-09-04T01:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T01:00:16.867+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicholas Sparks'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIGL-ard6OI/AAAAAAAACDc/O3Rl_cjObTM/s1600/amor_jpg_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIGL-ard6OI/AAAAAAAACDc/O3Rl_cjObTM/s320/amor_jpg_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;"O amor é paciente, o amor é benigno, não é invejoso; o amor não se ufana, não se ensoberbece, não é inconveniente, não procura o seu interesse, não se irrita, não suspeita mal; não se alegra com a injustiça, mas rejubila com a verdade. Tudo desculpa, tudo crê, tudo espera, tudo suporta". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-6642431097454936256?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/6642431097454936256/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=6642431097454936256&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6642431097454936256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6642431097454936256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-amor-e-paciente-o-amor-e-benigno-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIGL-ard6OI/AAAAAAAACDc/O3Rl_cjObTM/s72-c/amor_jpg_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-6805116269755856078</id><published>2010-09-04T00:54:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T00:56:14.104+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conversas ..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIGKX2WVZiI/AAAAAAAACDU/yQd4jbnPkJ4/s1600/35n943o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIGKX2WVZiI/AAAAAAAACDU/yQd4jbnPkJ4/s320/35n943o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Tens saudades minhas?&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Porquê tu tens?!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Vá lá responde a minha pergunta ..&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;E vou responder para quê? Vai valer de alguma coisa ou mudar o presente?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Desculpa .. Não era isto que eu planeava para nós os dois!&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sabes que planear por vezes dá errado. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Tudo o que eu queria era .. que deixasses de estar assim .. tão fria comigo.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Desculpa dizer-te isto mas .. Estas a brincar com a minha cara?!! Deixaste-me, magoaste-me e ainda querias que fosse meiga contigo, que mandasse tudo para trás das costas assim?! Meu amor, já sofri muito acredita, e por isso aprendi que a nossa melhor arma, nestas alturas, em que estamos é (mesmo que não queiramos) esconder os sentimentos. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Ok .. talvez tenhas razão. Mas achas que alguma vez me vais perdoar? por favor!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;A tua desilusão, neste momento, suprou todas as coisas que me faziam querer perdoar-te..&amp;nbsp;agradeço que respeites o meu espaço e não me presiones, é o melhor.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-6805116269755856078?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/6805116269755856078/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=6805116269755856078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6805116269755856078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6805116269755856078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/09/tens-saudades-minhas-porque-tu-tens-va.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TIGKX2WVZiI/AAAAAAAACDU/yQd4jbnPkJ4/s72-c/35n943o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-2809065878034379343</id><published>2010-08-31T03:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T03:04:32.812+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Não sei o que espero, não sei por onde começo, não sei por onde acabo, não sei se devo continuar a amar, não sei se sou amada, não sei o que quero, não sei o que dizer, não sei se sou feliz, não sei se sou infeliz, não sei se devo continuar à espera, não sei se devo ir embora, não sei se será para sempre, não sei se acaba amanha, não sei o que pensar, não sei o que escrever, não sei se quero isto, não sei se quero aquilo, não sei se fiz bem, não sei se fiz mal .. Simplesmente não sei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/THxi-R1d7eI/AAAAAAAACDM/o0AQ7-daSLM/s1600/confusa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/THxi-R1d7eI/AAAAAAAACDM/o0AQ7-daSLM/s320/confusa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Confusaaa*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-2809065878034379343?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/2809065878034379343/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=2809065878034379343&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2809065878034379343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2809065878034379343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/08/nao-sei-o-que-espero-nao-sei-por-onde.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/THxi-R1d7eI/AAAAAAAACDM/o0AQ7-daSLM/s72-c/confusa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-1762079945302651384</id><published>2010-08-31T02:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T03:06:13.794+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Algo interessante.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/THxevheJllI/AAAAAAAACDE/DRRz4RJfnjk/s1600/92840_FP_EmmyDresses_MariaMenounos1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;A actriz Maria Menounos com um revelador Ralph &amp;amp; Russo.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/THxevheJllI/AAAAAAAACDE/DRRz4RJfnjk/s1600/92840_FP_EmmyDresses_MariaMenounos1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/THxevheJllI/AAAAAAAACDE/DRRz4RJfnjk/s320/92840_FP_EmmyDresses_MariaMenounos1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desculpem que vos diga e dê a minha opinião .. Mas, mesmo só vendo a parte de trás do vestido, atrevo-me a dizer que foi o mais simples, mais elegante e mais bonito dos "Emmy Awards 2010" sem comparação alguma!! Nada de exagero e sempre com a elegância&amp;nbsp;necessária.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-1762079945302651384?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/1762079945302651384/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=1762079945302651384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1762079945302651384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1762079945302651384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/08/actriz-maria-menounos-com-um-revelador.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/THxevheJllI/AAAAAAAACDE/DRRz4RJfnjk/s72-c/92840_FP_EmmyDresses_MariaMenounos1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-5075091246655922960</id><published>2010-08-23T22:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T22:41:56.048+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/THLrA7VyZ_I/AAAAAAAACC8/7udCESpgRF0/s1600/esconder.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/THLrA7VyZ_I/AAAAAAAACC8/7udCESpgRF0/s320/esconder.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Soube de uma coisa que, me deixou ainda mais a pensar na pessoa que agora demonstras ser! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sinceramente mudas-te "do dia, p'ra noite". És a coisa mais parva, mais imatura, mais estúpida que eu alguma vez conheci. Ainda hoje penso, de como, é que deixei que tu um dia chegasses a fazer parte da minha&amp;nbsp;vida!&amp;nbsp;--' Há coisas mesmo muito tristes! Abriste-me os olhos, é que não tenhas dúvidas ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-5075091246655922960?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/5075091246655922960/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=5075091246655922960&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5075091246655922960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5075091246655922960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/08/soube-de-uma-coisa-que-me-deixou-ainda.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/THLrA7VyZ_I/AAAAAAAACC8/7udCESpgRF0/s72-c/esconder.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-6931766621700165704</id><published>2010-08-15T01:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T01:15:42.553+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TGct3xZhIMI/AAAAAAAACC0/p1nHLhzvEtQ/s1600/Sem-amor-o-coracao-naum-respira.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TGct3xZhIMI/AAAAAAAACC0/p1nHLhzvEtQ/s320/Sem-amor-o-coracao-naum-respira.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Li certas frases tuas e chorei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Ouvi o teu "adoro-te", aquele que tenho gravado no meu pc, com a tua voz! Que nunca consegui apagar. Lembrei-me daqueles momentos e daqueles dias e até noites que passavamos em conjunto com conversas para lá e para cá. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Ri e sorri muito contigo, mesmo quando estavas do outro lado do ecran, não me perguntes o porquê desses momentos terem acabado assim tão repentinamente, porque eu, eu não sei. Talvez tu saibas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Tenho puras saudades .. mas neste momento só me restam as lembranças, de quando partilhavas comigo a tua vida, o teu dia a dia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu prometi a mim mesma, de que não falaria (neste) assunto aqui, pois também fazes parte deste "mundo", mas não consigui cumprir a dita "promessa" pois aqui é o único espaço onde posso ser 100% verdadeira. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Magoaste-me quando decidiste ir embora, não esperava que me deixasses sozinha, não naquela noite, naquele momento. Fizeste-me relembrar coisas que eu não queria. Pediste desculpas, mas eu nem te consegui responder de tão magoada que estava. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu sei, podes não ter feito por mal (quero pensar que sim), fizeste-me chorar, quase que quis ir atrás de ti e implorar-te para ficares.. Não podia fazer isso, porque afinal de contas, não passo de uma "amiga" tua. Acredita que depois de tanto tempo ainda és das minhas maiores fraquezas, é estupido ainda ser assim, mas mesmo que um dia tentes ou eu tente apagar que és a maior paixão, o maior amor da minha vida, nunca iremos ou irei conseguir. Tocás-te bem cá no fundo para que isso aconteça, foste para além do óbvio.&amp;nbsp;Alcanças-te o que ninguém tinha conseguido até então, alcanças-te o meu coração, a minha intimidade,&amp;nbsp;ficaste com o melhor que eu poderei dar a qualquer pessoa. Eu quis dar-te tudo isso a ti e sabes porque? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Porque até agora foste o único que, mesmo depois de tudo, trata-me de igual maneira, preocupa-se e mesmo nos momentos mais parvos, me acarinhou. É por isto mesmo, que aceito sempre o teu perdão e te acarinho nos meus braços sempre que precisas.&amp;nbsp;Mesmo que queira, não te consigo odiar nem muito menos esquecer ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Um dia, quererei falar de ti, seja aos meus filhos ou mesmo netos, para viverem as paixões da adolescência e darem-lhe um toque especial, mesmo que sejam só "paixonetas" de escola, porque eu, um dia mãe, outro dia (quem sabe) avó dizer-lhes-ei que em tempos vivi o meu primeiro e grande amor, em conjunto durou pouco, mas que solitariamente durou quase uma eternidade. Algo que me orgulharei, pois será raro aparecer outro alguém na minha vida, assim tão especial.&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/7775839738920953599-6931766621700165704?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/6931766621700165704/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=6931766621700165704&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6931766621700165704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6931766621700165704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/08/li-certas-frases-tuas-e-chorei.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TGct3xZhIMI/AAAAAAAACC0/p1nHLhzvEtQ/s72-c/Sem-amor-o-coracao-naum-respira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-2773931771192514481</id><published>2010-08-12T03:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T03:22:52.788+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B M'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TGNapq7OqMI/AAAAAAAACCE/ZEiUXc7AOMo/s1600/Longe-de-ti.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TGNapq7OqMI/AAAAAAAACCE/ZEiUXc7AOMo/s320/Longe-de-ti.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Sei que você pensa em me deixar e eu não vou impedir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Siga a sua estrela, em todo o caso eu digo que ficarei aqui,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nesse mesmo lugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se quem vai pode um dia voltar, então eu esperarei..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E quando alguém conquistar o seu amor, não serei mais quem hoje eu sou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acho que sei perder (..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já&amp;nbsp; não é preciso disfarçar, essas lágrimas estão demais. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se é hora de ir, então vá! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sim, é claro eu te esperava convencer, mas é bom deixar a água correr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O que importa agora as palavras que eu não pude dizer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E se o vento hoje, sopra a seu favor, eu não guardarei rancor (..)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-2773931771192514481?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/2773931771192514481/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=2773931771192514481&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2773931771192514481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2773931771192514481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/08/sei-que-voce-pensa-em-me-deixar-e-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TGNapq7OqMI/AAAAAAAACCE/ZEiUXc7AOMo/s72-c/Longe-de-ti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-4669566228091102600</id><published>2010-08-11T13:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T13:39:45.181+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Algo interessante.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TGKZrFHCg6I/AAAAAAAACB8/qW0HZv8P2rk/s1600/angelina_Jolie_costas2_portugal_porreiro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TGKZrFHCg6I/AAAAAAAACB8/qW0HZv8P2rk/s320/angelina_Jolie_costas2_portugal_porreiro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Cada vez mais te entendo menos e por vezes a desilusão torna-se a minha pior inimiga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu dava tudo para poder esquecer tudo o que nos 'une' desta forma. Gostava que voltassemos ao inicio e&amp;nbsp;fizessemos&amp;nbsp;as coisas diferentes, do rumo que até hoje levaram.&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/7775839738920953599-4669566228091102600?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/4669566228091102600/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=4669566228091102600&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4669566228091102600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4669566228091102600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/08/cada-vez-mais-te-entendo-menos-e-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TGKZrFHCg6I/AAAAAAAACB8/qW0HZv8P2rk/s72-c/angelina_Jolie_costas2_portugal_porreiro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-9014437022982653094</id><published>2010-08-11T13:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T13:34:39.140+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;10 de Agosto de 2009.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TGKYyMzeqKI/AAAAAAAACB0/JTjFOkGqLW8/s1600/20070430042011-sozinha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TGKYyMzeqKI/AAAAAAAACB0/JTjFOkGqLW8/s320/20070430042011-sozinha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Já fez um ano. Há coisas que nunca mudam e outras que não se esqueçem&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/7775839738920953599-9014437022982653094?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/9014437022982653094/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=9014437022982653094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/9014437022982653094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/9014437022982653094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/08/10-de-agosto-de-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TGKYyMzeqKI/AAAAAAAACB0/JTjFOkGqLW8/s72-c/20070430042011-sozinha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-7846272382377009997</id><published>2010-08-06T02:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T02:22:10.473+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Algo interessante.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TFtjObx84mI/AAAAAAAACBs/W1Ojw-KpAHs/s1600/35n943o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TFtjObx84mI/AAAAAAAACBs/W1Ojw-KpAHs/s320/35n943o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Acredita que fiquei triste quando te vi assim.. Num estado que não demonstras facilmente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Estavas a chorar, como uma criança inocente que não sabe o que fazer nem (sequer) o que dizer! Apercebi-me que (quase) não me controlava e chorava contigo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu sei que por vezes sou má para ti e te digo coisas que não devia dizer, mas .. mas afinal, és parte da minha vida e não mereces NADA do que estás a passar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Parém! Parém, deixem-na em paz, viver a vida dela e ser feliz. Custa muito pedir isto? Estou farta de gente mesquinha, gente que não tem mais nada que fazer, do que meter-se na vida das pessoas. Já chega! Ela está a sofrer com isso e a entrar num estado que poderá não ter&amp;nbsp;volta a dar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu estou aqui sempre, para ti.&amp;nbsp;Não precisas de mais ninguém, juntas fazemos melhor que muitos (as).&amp;nbsp;&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/7775839738920953599-7846272382377009997?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/7846272382377009997/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=7846272382377009997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7846272382377009997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7846272382377009997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/08/acredita-que-fiquei-triste-quando-te-vi.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TFtjObx84mI/AAAAAAAACBs/W1Ojw-KpAHs/s72-c/35n943o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-4852856724189277308</id><published>2010-08-03T23:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T23:21:13.223+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TFiWJPO2eSI/AAAAAAAACBk/0VFUjyjwti0/s1600/tedio.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TFiWJPO2eSI/AAAAAAAACBk/0VFUjyjwti0/s320/tedio.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Só espero que à última da hora não desistam de tudo.. =\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu sei, é mau querer que vão de férias&amp;nbsp;sem mim,&amp;nbsp;p'ra ficar sozinha, só que já tenho planos ! :b Pleaseeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-4852856724189277308?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/4852856724189277308/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=4852856724189277308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4852856724189277308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4852856724189277308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-espero-que-ultima-da-hora-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TFiWJPO2eSI/AAAAAAAACBk/0VFUjyjwti0/s72-c/tedio.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-2088379039225967770</id><published>2010-08-01T02:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T02:03:54.765+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Margarida Rebelo Pinto'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TFTH3ZepGyI/AAAAAAAACBc/ZNx5A7a7k1Y/s1600/MargaridaRebeloPinto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TFTH3ZepGyI/AAAAAAAACBc/ZNx5A7a7k1Y/s320/MargaridaRebeloPinto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Nunca sabes o que queres e vives tão perdido nas tuas dúvidas que nem sequer consegues perceber o mal que podes infligir aos outros"&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/7775839738920953599-2088379039225967770?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/2088379039225967770/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=2088379039225967770&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2088379039225967770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2088379039225967770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/08/nunca-sabes-o-que-queres-e-vives-tao.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TFTH3ZepGyI/AAAAAAAACBc/ZNx5A7a7k1Y/s72-c/MargaridaRebeloPinto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-3888199422453378071</id><published>2010-08-01T01:56:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T01:56:53.124+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TFTGSG__EPI/AAAAAAAACBM/NiTr36H-2LY/s1600/namorados-orkut11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TFTGSG__EPI/AAAAAAAACBM/NiTr36H-2LY/s320/namorados-orkut11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sinceramente, não faço a minima ideia do que se passa comigo, a única coisa que sei .. É que não me sais do pensamento, que só quero estar contigo e que preciso de te sentir comigo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Confesso também que fiquei completamente "chateada" por não teres pedido a minha companhia neste sábado. És a coisa que mais me faz mover, és aquele por quem eu sinto enormes saudades e por muito que esteja perto de ti, nunca consigo "mata-las" totalmente..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O meu corpo pede arduamente que estejas comigo, porque eu gosto imenso de ti.&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/7775839738920953599-3888199422453378071?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/3888199422453378071/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=3888199422453378071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3888199422453378071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3888199422453378071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/08/sinceramente-nao-faco-minima-ideia-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TFTGSG__EPI/AAAAAAAACBM/NiTr36H-2LY/s72-c/namorados-orkut11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-2884056739490922047</id><published>2010-07-30T00:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T00:20:49.667+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TFIMbJYgqtI/AAAAAAAACBE/MGYgXhDjCMo/s1600/68hikh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TFIMbJYgqtI/AAAAAAAACBE/MGYgXhDjCMo/s320/68hikh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Apetece-me tanto ir a tua casa, abrir a porta onde tu estás escondido por trás e beijar-te até não haver amanha. Correr a tua casa a puxar-te pela mão, ver esse teu sorriso "maroto" e levar-te para o quarto.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Apetece-me passar uma noite, um dia inteirinho só contigo ! :$&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Mas porquê, esta subita vontade?! Nem me interessa saber a resposta .. Apetece-me mesmoo ! &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-2884056739490922047?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/2884056739490922047/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=2884056739490922047&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2884056739490922047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2884056739490922047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/07/apetece-me-tanto-ir-tua-casa-abrir.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TFIMbJYgqtI/AAAAAAAACBE/MGYgXhDjCMo/s72-c/68hikh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-1924359164951675531</id><published>2010-07-28T02:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T02:20:37.973+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Nicola'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TE-FuTuRYlI/AAAAAAAACA8/kmWIgDT_WXc/s1600/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TE-FuTuRYlI/AAAAAAAACA8/kmWIgDT_WXc/s320/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Um dia digo que te amo... no pretérito perfeito"&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/7775839738920953599-1924359164951675531?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/1924359164951675531/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=1924359164951675531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1924359164951675531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1924359164951675531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/07/um-dia-digo-que-te-amo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TE-FuTuRYlI/AAAAAAAACA8/kmWIgDT_WXc/s72-c/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-383949068254228304</id><published>2010-07-28T02:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T02:18:19.073+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Margarida Rebelo Pinto'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TE-FO8RwnvI/AAAAAAAACA0/hAmkkY8um6Y/s1600/01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TE-FO8RwnvI/AAAAAAAACA0/hAmkkY8um6Y/s400/01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O tempo foi diluindo a tua presença na minha vida. Quem sabe um dia também dissolva a tua imagem da minha memória e eu consiga finalmente esquecer-me de ti. Não é o que quero; porém era o que deveria fazer. Nunca somos os donos do nosso coração."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-383949068254228304?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/383949068254228304/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=383949068254228304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/383949068254228304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/383949068254228304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-tempo-foi-diluindo-tua-presenca-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TE-FO8RwnvI/AAAAAAAACA0/hAmkkY8um6Y/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-5469265579469720493</id><published>2010-07-28T02:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T02:07:24.068+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TE-Ci_P9ybI/AAAAAAAACAs/0lo-xO8YDTE/s1600/claudia-vieira.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TE-Ci_P9ybI/AAAAAAAACAs/0lo-xO8YDTE/s320/claudia-vieira.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi bom falar contigo&amp;nbsp;e saber que por alguma razão tens saudades minhas&lt;/strong&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/7775839738920953599-5469265579469720493?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/5469265579469720493/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=5469265579469720493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5469265579469720493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5469265579469720493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/07/foi-bom-falar-contigo-saber-que-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TE-Ci_P9ybI/AAAAAAAACAs/0lo-xO8YDTE/s72-c/claudia-vieira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-938377286517073009</id><published>2010-07-22T23:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T23:34:16.767+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momento certo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;És a pessoa mais querida, adorável, alegre, motivante, sonhadora e optimista, que eu mais amo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TEjHOyoPVeI/AAAAAAAACAE/ustKuT43uMg/s1600/4949359_irma_teste_300_255.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TEjHOyoPVeI/AAAAAAAACAE/ustKuT43uMg/s320/4949359_irma_teste_300_255.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É por ti que vivo todos os dias e nunca, nunca te vou deixar ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Amo-te "Bebecas"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-938377286517073009?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/938377286517073009/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=938377286517073009&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/938377286517073009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/938377286517073009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/07/es-pessoa-mais-querida-adoravel-alegre.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TEjHOyoPVeI/AAAAAAAACAE/ustKuT43uMg/s72-c/4949359_irma_teste_300_255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-6462311462557127649</id><published>2010-07-22T23:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T23:27:09.192+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TEjFhgFGTiI/AAAAAAAAB_8/sc8GuD8Yci4/s1600/tristeeee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TEjFhgFGTiI/AAAAAAAAB_8/sc8GuD8Yci4/s320/tristeeee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ando confusa .. Cheguei a um ponto de não saber o que significo para ti. Já sei que tudo mudou, há muito tempo (naquele tempo onde eu sabia exactamente os nossos limites), aqueles que hoje não sei! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Não conheço a pessoa que vejo em ti, pois não é a mesma que eu conheci. O mais incrivel´, é que, já me magoas-te tantas vezes e eu continuo a perdoar, a ceder, na esperança de encontrar algures nesse teu ser, a pessoa que em tempos foste.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;É um massacre, eu sei, mas .. Gosto tanto de ti.&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/7775839738920953599-6462311462557127649?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/6462311462557127649/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=6462311462557127649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6462311462557127649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6462311462557127649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/07/ando-confusa.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TEjFhgFGTiI/AAAAAAAAB_8/sc8GuD8Yci4/s72-c/tristeeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-3618247123577379507</id><published>2010-07-22T23:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T23:20:06.927+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Algo interessante.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;O sorriso era tão genuino, que era um pecado esquecê-lo. Desde então, não me sai do pensamento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TEjD1MDWN8I/AAAAAAAAB_0/WglRL2nNAMw/s1600/SeeN.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TEjD1MDWN8I/AAAAAAAAB_0/WglRL2nNAMw/s320/SeeN.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Poderia "saboria-lo" mas decerto que lhe tiraria a mágia que há sobre ele! Fiquei mesmo "&lt;strike&gt;K.O&lt;/strike&gt;" ao ver-te sorrir para mim (sem me conheceres), tornou-se (de certa maneira) querido e amável.&lt;/span&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/7775839738920953599-3618247123577379507?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/3618247123577379507/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=3618247123577379507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3618247123577379507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3618247123577379507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-sorriso-era-tao-genuino-que-era-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TEjD1MDWN8I/AAAAAAAAB_0/WglRL2nNAMw/s72-c/SeeN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-638205911853020536</id><published>2010-07-22T23:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T23:14:58.346+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TEjCtfhmQMI/AAAAAAAAB_s/9tec_un_1Vk/s1600/Abra%C3%A7o3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TEjCtfhmQMI/AAAAAAAAB_s/9tec_un_1Vk/s320/Abra%C3%A7o3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;E só me apeteceu "sufocar-te" de emoção, apertar o teu coração sobre as minhas mãos e tê-lo para sempre comigo guardado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-638205911853020536?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/638205911853020536/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=638205911853020536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/638205911853020536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/638205911853020536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/07/e-so-me-apeteceu-sufocar-te-e-emocao.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TEjCtfhmQMI/AAAAAAAAB_s/9tec_un_1Vk/s72-c/Abra%C3%A7o3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-5074373318799790089</id><published>2010-07-15T00:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T00:31:41.188+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TD5IG3e9HjI/AAAAAAAAB_k/bUDRmaj8oXc/s1600/35n943o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TD5IG3e9HjI/AAAAAAAAB_k/bUDRmaj8oXc/s320/35n943o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ao ver a "tua" foto, metade de mim teve uma reacção (super) inesperada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Senti que tinha de te deixar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Que não poderia estar mais tempo contigo e que tinhas de entender a minha (súbita) negação perante ti ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas.. a outra metade de mim, quer que eu não te deixe ir, quer que não me 'solte' nunca de ti, como até então. Estou a entrar numa fase, em que o que temos não chega, preciso de muito mais, muito, muito mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu quero uma pessoa sempre comigo, quero ter todos os dias um carinho, um beijo de bons dias, boas tardes e boas noites. Preciso de sentir o aconchego dos braços de uma figura masculina, enrolados a mim, preciso de protecção. Ando demasiado frágil, para não te ter todos os dias. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não quero mais, uma relação a longa distância ! Isso não chega para mim. Não te quero partilhar com mais ninguém, quero-te só comigo, só nos meus braços, só na minha cama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;EU PRECISO DE TI TODOS OS DIAS&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Desespero por não te ter !! Pode acontecer muita coisa, mas sei que nunca vou conseguir deixar-te ir definitivamente e que voltarei atrás, mas desta vez aquela sensação, dominou-me, por favor .. Espera por mim mais uns tantos dias .. Desculpa.&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/7775839738920953599-5074373318799790089?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/5074373318799790089/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=5074373318799790089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5074373318799790089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5074373318799790089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/07/ao-ver-tua-foto-metade-de-mim-teve-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TD5IG3e9HjI/AAAAAAAAB_k/bUDRmaj8oXc/s72-c/35n943o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-4077384591089347116</id><published>2010-07-13T23:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T23:28:23.347+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Algo interessante.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TDzoDuawavI/AAAAAAAAB_U/PJXblJZvC5Q/s1600/Sem-amor-o-coracao-naum-respira.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TDzoDuawavI/AAAAAAAAB_U/PJXblJZvC5Q/s320/Sem-amor-o-coracao-naum-respira.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'&amp;nbsp;Nunca reflectira longamente sobre a forma como morreria - ainda que, ao longo dos meses anteriores, tivesse tido motivos de sobra para tal -, mas, mesmo que o tivesse feito, jamais teria imaginado que seria assim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Olhei fixamente para o lado oposto da longa sala, sem respirar, fitando os olhos negros do caçador, e este lançou-me também um olhar amável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Era decerto uma boa maneira de morrer: morrer no lugar de alguém, de alguém que eu amava. Chegava mesmo a ser nobre.&amp;nbsp;Esse facto deveria ter alguma importancia. '&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/7775839738920953599-4077384591089347116?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/4077384591089347116/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=4077384591089347116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4077384591089347116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4077384591089347116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/07/reflectira-longamente-sobre-forma-como.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TDzoDuawavI/AAAAAAAAB_U/PJXblJZvC5Q/s72-c/Sem-amor-o-coracao-naum-respira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-3509127910052438121</id><published>2010-07-13T23:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T23:29:39.650+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Nicola'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TDzlxs1wesI/AAAAAAAAB_M/WjnmBo4PvBU/s1600/coracao-luz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TDzozkjtDSI/AAAAAAAAB_c/vmExFE5AquI/s1600/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TDzozkjtDSI/AAAAAAAAB_c/vmExFE5AquI/s320/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Um dia ouço-te dizer ´&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;amo-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7775839738920953599-3509127910052438121?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/3509127910052438121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=3509127910052438121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3509127910052438121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/3509127910052438121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/07/um-dia-ouco-te-dizer-amo-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TDzozkjtDSI/AAAAAAAAB_c/vmExFE5AquI/s72-c/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-2397086002865305996</id><published>2010-07-06T22:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T22:53:05.305+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TDOlXncCDOI/AAAAAAAAB_E/HLKqxFFsIHU/s1600/felicidade_bolhas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TDOlXncCDOI/AAAAAAAAB_E/HLKqxFFsIHU/s320/felicidade_bolhas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vou deixar-te partir. Depois de tanto tempo, começei a perceber que por muito que tente, não irias estar comigo como eu queria. Tudo bem, posso estar a dizer isto agora e no momento não o fazer .. mas deparei-me que tudo à minha volta mudou, tudo o que era já não é. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As saudades vão ficar, óbviamente, mas aquele desejo meu, nunca se irá realizar! Por muito que eu peça em cada passa que tente engolir, em cada passagem de ano, por ti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sei que vai custar e já estou a senti-lo, porém acho que é a melhor opção. Não para mim, mas para ti. Prefiro que sejas tu a ser feliz, em vez de mim .. Posso estar a substimar-me, acredita que o que sinto por ti, vale muito mais do que posso alguma vez te dar ou fazer pela tua pessoa. Gosto demasiado de ti e por isso 'cai-o' sempre, em cometer o mesmo erro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tal como alguém disse - conseguir e querer, não é a mesma coisa. Eu não te esqueci porque, talvez não o quisesse, mas sei que está mais que na altura de o fazer. Irei ter saudades tuas, sim, mas irei 'mata-las' com a ajuda da minha memória, onde guardo todos os nossos segredos e momentos bem passados.&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/7775839738920953599-2397086002865305996?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/2397086002865305996/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=2397086002865305996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2397086002865305996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2397086002865305996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/07/vou-deixar-te-partir.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TDOlXncCDOI/AAAAAAAAB_E/HLKqxFFsIHU/s72-c/felicidade_bolhas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-2402083918265592298</id><published>2010-07-06T20:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T20:22:50.714+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Nicola'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TDOBHuoA1aI/AAAAAAAAB-8/Cq5Bf-cAZhI/s1600/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TDOBHuoA1aI/AAAAAAAAB-8/Cq5Bf-cAZhI/s320/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Um dia digo-te que não me sais da cabeça... mas também que não fiz nada por isso"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-2402083918265592298?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/2402083918265592298/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=2402083918265592298&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2402083918265592298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/2402083918265592298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/07/um-dia-digo-te-que-nao-me-sais-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TDOBHuoA1aI/AAAAAAAAB-8/Cq5Bf-cAZhI/s72-c/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-6279571336460129126</id><published>2010-07-05T23:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T23:41:58.989+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Margarida Rebelo Pinto'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TDJflr1pjFI/AAAAAAAAB-0/J4s2E-jNUpM/s1600/144211898_df051ccb56.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TDJflr1pjFI/AAAAAAAAB-0/J4s2E-jNUpM/s320/144211898_df051ccb56.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Quantas e quantas vezes as pessoas usam o verbo conseguir de forma errada! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando eu dizia que não te conseguia esquecer, a verdade é que não queria esquecer-te (...). Querer e conseguir não são o mesmo só consegues quando queres, o contrário não é possivel."&lt;/strong&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/7775839738920953599-6279571336460129126?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/6279571336460129126/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=6279571336460129126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6279571336460129126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6279571336460129126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/07/quantas-e-quantas-vezes-as-pessoas-usam.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TDJflr1pjFI/AAAAAAAAB-0/J4s2E-jNUpM/s72-c/144211898_df051ccb56.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-5143274201309367257</id><published>2010-06-25T23:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T23:35:14.742+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TCUt7Pc_hFI/AAAAAAAAB-s/FHb0tGbI0ug/s1600/964553448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TCUt7Pc_hFI/AAAAAAAAB-s/FHb0tGbI0ug/s320/964553448.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Com um cheiro arrebatador (de Morango) vindo de um cigaro perto de mim, lembro o teu aroma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;O aroma dessa tua boca, desses lábios de cor&amp;nbsp;de cereja ! Aqueles que dou tudo para beijar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Fez-me lembrar dos nossos momentos, fez-me lembrar tanto mas tanto dessa tua (im)perfeição, de ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-5143274201309367257?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/5143274201309367257/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=5143274201309367257&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5143274201309367257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5143274201309367257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/06/com-um-cheiro-arrebatador-de-morango.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TCUt7Pc_hFI/AAAAAAAAB-s/FHb0tGbI0ug/s72-c/964553448.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-7804271173117596805</id><published>2010-06-23T00:23:00.025+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T00:44:36.517+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos inesperados'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TCFFuUQ1k6I/AAAAAAAAB-k/cohU7wGOqZ0/s320/7043_Miley%2520Cyrus_creditos%2520Universal%2520Music.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Se fizer um resumo de tudo o que já se passou nestes últimos&amp;nbsp;três anos.. Meu deus! Só tenho uma palavra - Loucura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Pura loucura! O mais extraordinário disto tudo, é que &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(afinal)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; o tempo não cura ou cicatriza as nossas feridas, nem as faz esquecer. Mete-as apenas num canto, numa prateleira, com o seu ar de 'insignificância' ou 'ignorância' da nossa parte. Afinal todos os dias acontece algo novo, o que acontece hoje &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(tem mais atenção)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; do que aconteceu ontem ou antes de ontem. Pode ser um problema minimo, mas no fundo, se virmos bem, é disso que se trata a vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;'Ela' faz-nos afastar pessoas da nossa rotina&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(até podemos não querer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mas acontece. Neste últimos anos tenho tirado um 'partido' diferente da vida, há uns tempos pensaria eu, que nada do que eu tinha, me iria fazer chorar, nada me desiludiria, nada nem ninguém me poderia 'partir' o coração em pedaçinhos bem pequenos .. Mas a verdade, é que tudo isso &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(o meu maior medo)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; aconteceu, chorei, fiquei desiludida, roubaram-me o coração e não mais o devolveram! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Pensaria eu, também, que nunca iria abandonar os meus estudos, nunca iria deixar o meu 'território' escolar, os meus 'mais que tudo', para trás, por causa de questões amorosas ou de amizades atraiçoadas &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(entre muitas outras razões)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Hoje sei e posso admiti-lo, não me arrependo, mas sinto saudades &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(óbviamente)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Não posso dizer que estou cem por cento feliz, porque não estou .. Neste último ano, fiz tanta coisa! Revirei a minha vida de 'pernas para o ar' como nunca imaginei fazê-lo. Porém, consegui uma coisa que desde pequena, queria .. Trabalhar numa casa, em&amp;nbsp; que podia afirmar que era minha, só minha! Onde tudo era feito, unicamente à minha maneira. Agora, neste momento, como todos os terrestres, não sei o meu futuro &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(confesso que gostava de dar uma espreitadela, nesta parte)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; só sei que continuarei a dedicar-me à minha casa e a trabalhar para a 'alimentar', espero conseguir o que quero, sinceramente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;A vida tem me dado boas oportunidades &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(de&amp;nbsp;à uns tempos para cá)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;e esta, eu não deixei escapar .. Confesso, que em dezoito anos de vida, já cometi muitos erros, já magoei muita gente querida, já fiz chorar a minha mãe&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; (a minha frente)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e ainda lhe dar mais na cabeça, confesso também que sou muito orgulhosa, que demoro a dar o braço a torcer, que demoro a pedir desculpas, mas em certa parte, até tenho razão. A vida não tem sido fácil, não me tem dado boas coisas, como &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(por ex.) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a felicidade, também já me fez perder amizades, e por vezes prega-me partidas &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ha pois é)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; faz com que eu sinta que aquela pessoa especial, se está afastar, mas não lhe tenho dado tréguas e luto sempre p'ra que tal não aconteça. E sinceramente, nunca vai acontecer, agora tenho a certeza! O que nos une é muito mais forte, que palavras e conversas malvadas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Ainda choro, por coisas do passado que tento esquecer, mas que é impossivel &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(mesmo)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;foram muitos anos,&amp;nbsp;há coisas que passam dos meus limites éticos, que&amp;nbsp;é escusado tentar porque sei que não vou conseguir perdoar ou ultrapassar. Se tenho pessoas magoadas comigo, peço imensa desculpa se as fiz sofrer &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ou ainda faço)&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;são coisas que a vida nos dá, para nos por a&amp;nbsp;prova e todos sabemos que não passamos em todas elas. Além disso, a minha tristeza, a minha&amp;nbsp;mágoa, perante essas pessoas é bastante grande e não se resolve, porque eu&amp;nbsp;'depositava' nelas próprias, a minha vida, os meus momentos bons e menos bons, e por serem assim tão importantes, não deviam &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ou pelo menos eu não esperava que fosse assim que se sucedesse)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; trair-me, magoar-me .. Como já o fizeram, e a mim ainda me custa mais, pois sou tão mas tão agarrada ao passado e às memórias que é .. impossivel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Mas paciência, temos de saber ultrapassar&amp;nbsp;tudo, porque a vida 'são dois&amp;nbsp;dias' e, é o que tento fazer.&amp;nbsp;Custa mas vai passando, eu sei que sim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obrigada, meu cantinho por&amp;nbsp;poderes suportar&amp;nbsp;mais um desabafo inconstante&amp;nbsp;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/7775839738920953599-7804271173117596805?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/7804271173117596805/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=7804271173117596805&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7804271173117596805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/7804271173117596805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/06/se-fizer-um-resume-de-tudo-o-que-ja-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TCFFuUQ1k6I/AAAAAAAAB-k/cohU7wGOqZ0/s72-c/7043_Miley%2520Cyrus_creditos%2520Universal%2520Music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-5376517406342993479</id><published>2010-06-22T20:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T20:16:54.750+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desafios'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TCEKUo0A0yI/AAAAAAAAB-c/BL91RyNqJEQ/s1600/blog_perfeito.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TCEKUo0A0yI/AAAAAAAAB-c/BL91RyNqJEQ/s320/blog_perfeito.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Obrigada à Lara Filipa GV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Escrever um texto ou uma frase, sobre o que dá sentido à vossa vida."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;O que realmente dá sentido à minha vida - Amor de irmã, As melhores Amigas e o Amor de uma pessoa&amp;nbsp;que trago no coração à muito tempo $:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Passo a - That love e Um pedaço cor de rosa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-5376517406342993479?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/5376517406342993479/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=5376517406342993479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5376517406342993479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5376517406342993479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/06/obrigada-lara-filipa-gv.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TCEKUo0A0yI/AAAAAAAAB-c/BL91RyNqJEQ/s72-c/blog_perfeito.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-6764995060025989767</id><published>2010-06-21T15:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T15:01:59.291+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momento certo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TB9wud_oLkI/AAAAAAAAB-U/h-7UCoBk3eE/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TB9wud_oLkI/AAAAAAAAB-U/h-7UCoBk3eE/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;'Leva-me daqui, vamos tornar o mundo, &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;NOSSO&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/7775839738920953599-6764995060025989767?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/6764995060025989767/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=6764995060025989767&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6764995060025989767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6764995060025989767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/06/leva-me-daqui-vamos-tornar-o-mundo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TB9wud_oLkI/AAAAAAAAB-U/h-7UCoBk3eE/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-6701736446708795914</id><published>2010-06-20T23:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T23:46:43.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TBz2si6yIeI/AAAAAAAAB-M/ruytNtAh8Yk/s1600/sexo3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TBz2si6yIeI/AAAAAAAAB-M/ruytNtAh8Yk/s320/sexo3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Vou-me sentar aqui na cama, bem aconchegada às almofadas e vou escrever o que aconteceu (...) -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Com os dedos a contar as notas na guitarra canto a música que últimamente me tem marcado e lembro-me desta manhã com um sorriso nos lábios. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Foi mais que bom, foi espectacular. Passaram-se tantos meses sem te ver e sem nos falarmos, que a saudade já me 'desfazia' de certa forma, por dentro. O teu toque, a tua maneira quase perfeita de sorrires, trouxe-me uma luz ao meu ego e motivou-me um pouco mais. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Quem é que te disse que consigo viver sem ti? (mesmo que por vezes até, o finja) Quem é que inventou o ditado "olhos que não veem, coração que não sente"? Nada disso é verdade e sabes porque?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Porque senão estou perto de ti, fico triste, entro na rotina (o que não gosto), sem uma palavra tua, o meu coração chora de ansiedade querendo saber o porquê desse silencio. E isso mata-me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A verdade de tudo isto, está no meu peito, cravada no meu coração como se fosse uma tatuagem para o resto da minha vida. Tu deixaste isso e tens o dever de tratar dela! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Não sei como explicar mais, o quanto me&amp;nbsp;soube bem esta manha. O quanto gostei de rir contigo, só contigo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Não te admires se te dizer, que os momentos contigo, para mim valem muito mais que ouro .. São tão verdadeiros. Por vezes dou por mim, a pensar e a necessitar de te sentir, de ouvir essa tua voz, com um certo ponto de sensualidade, onde, por tudo, só o teu toque me arrepia! O que nos une é tão intenso.. Podemos passar por muito, mas sei que ninguém poderá separar-nos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Vou-me deixar de palavras básicas contigo (até porque, a minha felicidade vai mais além do que hoje e agora consigo explicar entre as linhas do meu caderno) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sei que não devia, mas ... amo fazer amor contigo, sentir-te meu e só meu. És algo que não consigo explicar em mim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-6701736446708795914?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/6701736446708795914/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=6701736446708795914&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6701736446708795914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/6701736446708795914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/06/vou-me-sentar-aqui-na-cama-bem.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TBz2si6yIeI/AAAAAAAAB-M/ruytNtAh8Yk/s72-c/sexo3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-4262068151914953973</id><published>2010-06-19T16:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T16:45:40.766+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'>Pedaços de mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Medo de amar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem ti sinto-me vazio e sozinho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perdido no meio da multidão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas se me questionas a razão &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque não tomo nenhuma atitude&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sei o que te dizer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E só quero ficar no meu cantinho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tentando perceber a magnitude&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deste controverso sentimento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De te amar e de temer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A felicidade desse Amor ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acredita por favor! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nunca pensei em só passar tempo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não te quero magoar,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nem deixar de te ver sorrir ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas não sei como te mostrar,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo o que estou a sentir ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talvez não te faça sentido,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A forma como te acarinho &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou até quase enlouqueço&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando num dia estou contigo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E logo no outro nem apareça&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para estar com um amigo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A beber um copo num Bar do caminho ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei que não te quero perder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isso tenho a certeza!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas não me consigo prender ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porquê se te amo tanto?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talvez seja medo ou até fraqueza &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De me ver perdido nesse teu encanto &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De tamanha loucura e nobreza&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que se chama Amor ..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-4262068151914953973?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/4262068151914953973/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=4262068151914953973&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4262068151914953973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4262068151914953973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/06/pedacos-de-mim.html' title='Pedaços de mim'/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-1980419079073731491</id><published>2010-06-16T12:24:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T12:25:48.031+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>B&amp;amp;M - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TBi0PwrqtII/AAAAAAAAB5U/unCuFVJoNo4/s1600/SENTIR+SEU+TOQUE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TBi0PwrqtII/AAAAAAAAB5U/unCuFVJoNo4/s320/SENTIR+SEU+TOQUE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;"(...) Só você, só você que conhece meu jeito sentir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Meu jeito de sorrir e até meu jeito de chorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Só você me conhece amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Só você sabe quem sou.(...)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;O que existe entre nós, só Deus consegue desfazer.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-1980419079073731491?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/1980419079073731491/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=1980419079073731491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1980419079073731491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/1980419079073731491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/06/b.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TBi0PwrqtII/AAAAAAAAB5U/unCuFVJoNo4/s72-c/SENTIR+SEU+TOQUE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-5163718099617527657</id><published>2010-06-16T12:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T12:11:18.692+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TBiwzP5OgdI/AAAAAAAAB5M/NJOkOs8Cm9c/s1600/angelina-jolie-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TBiwzP5OgdI/AAAAAAAAB5M/NJOkOs8Cm9c/s320/angelina-jolie-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Vou ser má o suficiente, para nem sequer te responder ao que disseste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Tenho pena de ti.&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/7775839738920953599-5163718099617527657?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/5163718099617527657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=5163718099617527657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5163718099617527657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/5163718099617527657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/06/vou-ser-ma-o-suficiente-para-nem-sequer.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TBiwzP5OgdI/AAAAAAAAB5M/NJOkOs8Cm9c/s72-c/angelina-jolie-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7775839738920953599.post-4265514306183563532</id><published>2010-06-15T00:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T12:30:31.238+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Nicola'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TBa2ctSLfNI/AAAAAAAAB5E/riT68G890_c/s1600/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TBa2ctSLfNI/AAAAAAAAB5E/riT68G890_c/s320/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Frases Nicola - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Um dia digo-te o quanto gostei de ti. $: (Veio mesmo a calhar)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7775839738920953599-4265514306183563532?l=trakina-trakina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/feeds/4265514306183563532/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7775839738920953599&amp;postID=4265514306183563532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4265514306183563532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7775839738920953599/posts/default/4265514306183563532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trakina-trakina.blogspot.com/2010/06/frases-nicola-um-dia-digo-te-o-quanto.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana Sofia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17347645921753172884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--KrptgTmxYY/TmgQx-oys8I/AAAAAAAACLA/p9OHNz9thM8/s220/stock-photo-summer-rain-59006494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_heZDWtMqvfI/TBa2ctSLfNI/AAAAAAAAB5E/riT68G890_c/s72-c/Nicola_Caf__-logo-6187955CC2-seeklogo_com.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
