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E eu me entrego.&lt;br /&gt;quero declarar que o amo muito e desejo-lhe &lt;em&gt;intensamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Adoro estar com você, pois me transporta para o paraíso.&lt;br /&gt;Quanto prazer você me proporciona, afinal, você me completa, me realiza, me satisfaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Cássio ♥&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/3422836492661527654-5305899444332125634?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/5305899444332125634/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=5305899444332125634&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nosso sonho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Se perdeu no fio da vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;E eu vou embora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sem mais feridas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sem despedidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu quero ver o mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu quero ver o mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu quero ver o mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu quero ver o mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Se voltar desejos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ou se eles foram mesmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lembre da nossa música&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Música&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Se lembrar dos tempos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dos nossos momentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lembre da nossa música&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Música&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nossas juras de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Já desbotadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nossos beijos de outrora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Foram guardados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nosso mais belo plano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Desperdiçado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nossa graça e vontade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Derretem na chuva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Se voltar desejos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ou se eles foram mesmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lembre da nossa música&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Música&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Se lembrar dos tempos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dos nossos momentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lembre da nossa música&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Música&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Um costume de nós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Fica agarrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;As lembranças, os cheiros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dilacerados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nossa bela história&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tá no passado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;O amor que me tinhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Era pouco e se acabou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3422836492661527654-8166040814332396199?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/8166040814332396199/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=8166040814332396199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/8166040814332396199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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pede passagem !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Os anos passam muito depressa...E com eles se vão os momentos alegres ou tristes que vivemos e outros chegam para ocupar o espaço vazio. Com o tempo, as imensas alegrias que queremos perpetuar no presente serão apenas lembranças.Assim como as dores que hoje parecem nos sufocar perderão o seu poder. Iremos descobrir que muitas das nossas crenças não nos ajudaram em nada.Desejaremos mudar o caminho, mas em muitos momentos o medo irá nos paralisar.Iremos chorar nossas mágoas e nos sentirmos inferiores perante os outros.Mas em seguida, iremos gargalhar e comemorar as vitórias que virão.Iremos sofrer com a indiferença, mas também se alegrar com os gestos inusitados que iremos receber pela longa estrada que estamos trilhando.Almejaremos novas conquistas, mas a dúvida se plantará em nosso coração.Cometeremos gestos ousados sem nos preocupar com as conseqüências.Iremos sofrer constantes decepções e até pensaremos em desistir de tudo, porém, em breve voltaremos a acreditar e continuar tentando.Vários amores poderão passar por nossas vidas e talvez descubramos que nenhum foi realmente um amor verdadeiro.Ou talvez viveremos um grande amor e por ele cometeremos as maiores loucuras.O sofrimento se fará presente, a melancolia irá nos acompanhar, a carência será a nossa sombra e a depressão seguirá os nossos passos.Mas a paz de espírito, a fé, o amor, a persistência e a alegria de viver são mais poderosos e poderão modificar nossa existência.Iremos crescer, amadurecer, mas alguns dos nossos receios de infância não irão nos abandonar.Enumeraremos as qualidades alheias e seremos incapazes de reconhecer a nossa grandeza interna.Iremos escolher a nossa melhor roupa e ir à luta.E amanhã, talvez iremos preferir a companhia de nosso velho pijama.Por receio, iremos abandonar muitos dos nossos sonhos.E pelo amadurecimento iremos descobrir novas perspectivas.A insegurança estará ao nosso lado e no segundo seguinte iremos até nos surpreender com a nossa coragem.As perdas estarão presentes em nosso trajeto.Algumas serão insubstituíveis e outras serão facilmente trocadas.Desejaremos renovar nossa vida e poderemos começar pelo visual ou quem sabe será a evolução interna que determinará um novo estilo?Poderemos mudar de religião, mas a fé em Deus será eternamente a mesma.Sentiremos vergonha de alguns atos cometidos, mas o orgulho diante de uma realização também aparecerá.Sofreremos enormes quedas, mas continuaremos almejando o topo.O desânimo irá surgir, mas também surgirá uma pequena, mas intensa luz de esperança.Ficaremos confusos, sem saber o caminho a seguir.Poderemos preferir não dar nenhum passo ou arriscar o desconhecido.Perderemos muito tempo com temor de tomar alguma atitude e modificar algo que nos incomoda.Contemplaremos o céu e pode ser que as lágrimas nos façam vê-lo nublado.Mas à noite o nosso brilho combinará com as estrelas.Por diversas vezes, iremos cair e nos machucar.Talvez decidamos passar um bom período caídos.Ou poderemos levantar com mais garra e determinação para continuarmos.Alguns amigos ficarão perdidos em alguma curva e outros estarão sempre ao nosso lado.Conheceremos a injustiça de perto.Mas a solidariedade irá sempre ser o sentimento mais forte.Em alguns estágios da vida, iremos querer ficar sozinhos e reconhecer que somos nossa melhor companhia.Em outros, a festa será grande e não terá hora para terminar.Ficaremos assustados diante das dificuldades.E depois veremos que não foi tão difícil como pensávamos.Em determinados dias, iremos nos sentir cheios de poderes especiais.E em outros só iremos querer um colo...As paixões serão intensas e cometeremos as maiores insanidades.E a solidão irá querer nos destruir.A auto-estima ressurgirá mais forte do que nunca.E assim abriremos a porta para o verdadeiro amor entrar.Poderemos viver a noite.E deixar os dias passarem...Ou simplesmente poderemos viver cada instante intensamente.A escolha é apenas nossa.E não importa qual seja...Porque a vida pede passagem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sônia Carvalho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301540463948544386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SZLa9pQDOYI/AAAAAAAAARI/UVxBymEx1P4/s200/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;SONETO DE SEPARAÇÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De repente do riso fez-se o pranto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silencioso e branco como a bruma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E das bocas unidas fez-se a espuma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E das mãos espalmadas fez-se o espanto.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De repente da calma fez-se o vento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que dos olhos desfez a última chama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E da paixão fez-se o pressentimento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E do momento imóvel fez o drama.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De repente, não mais que de repente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fez-se de triste o que se fez amante&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E de sozinho o que se fez contente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fez-se do amigo próximo o distante&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fez-se da vida uma aventura errante&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De repente, não mais que de repente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vinícius de Morais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3422836492661527654-3931008240986823802?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/3931008240986823802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=3931008240986823802&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/3931008240986823802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/3931008240986823802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/2009/02/soneto-de-separacao-de-repente-do-riso.html' 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deseja enviar flores com um significado especial veja abaixo a flor que mais se adapta ao sentimento que você pretende passar. Ao enviar um *bouquet ou um arranjo de flores, dependendo das flores que você optar o mesmo poderá ter um significado todo especial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Amor-Perfeito = Flor popular com o significado imperativo de "Volte pra mim" ou "Amor Eterno"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Acácia = Uma flor que quando feita em buquê se torna uma "Prova de amor" daquele que envia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Alfazema = A flor de alfazema (lavanda) muito usada na perfumaria, representa a "Calma"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Anis = É usasdo em licores. Em bouquet significa "Promessa", de casamento ou de amor eterno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Azaléia Vermelha "Significa que você ama a pessoa há muito tempo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bogarim = Uma flor alva que representa o "Amor vivo e puro que existe dentro de uma pessoa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Bonina = A flor da bonina representa a "Mulher bela e amada", e o "Amor confiante" de quem envia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Camélia = Um arbusto que fica sempre-verde inclusive no inverno, significa "Fidelidade"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Camélia branca = Flor de grande beleza e brilho, significa "O Belo perfeito"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Camélia rosada = Significa "Grandeza da alma"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**Cravo vermelho "Significa que você vive para a pessoa amada" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Cravo amarelo = Significa o "Desdém"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cravo Branco = Uma flor que por sua alva cor representa a "Pureza" ou "Talento"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cravo Roxo = Uma flor que representa a "Solidão"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cravo Rosado = Representa "Preferência"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dália = Uma flor que representa o "Reconhecimento"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Dália amarela = uma "União recíproca"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Dália rosada = Representa a "Delicadeza"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fúcsia = Apesar de ser um tipo de brinco-de-princesa neste caso significa "Ardor no coração"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gardênia = Uma flor muito perfumada e tradicional representa a "Sinceridade"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Genciana = Da raiz desta flor se extrai uma substância tônica amarga, daí o seu significado "Dor"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Laranjeira = Além da laranja, tem a flor alva e perfumada e significa "Noivado"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Lilás = Uma flor que tem o significado de "Aspiração, Desejo intenso"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lírio = Uma flor exuberante que representa "Nobreza"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**Lótus = Uma flor com o significado de "Proteção e amor"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Maracujá = Com mais de 600 tipos diferentes a flor de maracujá significa "Coração ferido"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Margarida = Com petalas brancas significa "Você é tudo pra mim" ou " Inocência - Virgindade "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Margarida 2 "É uma declaração de amor que nada mais existe a não ser ela (pessoa amada)" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Orquídea = De forma imprópria considerada parasita, siginifica "Tudo que me atrai é você"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Papoula = De uma planta que cede o látex que se obtem o ópio e significa "Falsa paixão" "Sonho"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Peônia = Uma erva perene a flor da peônia representa a "Sinceridade"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Perpétua = Como o próprio nome da flor sugere, representa "Para sempre"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3422836492661527654-4991733693723420189?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/4991733693723420189/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=4991733693723420189&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/4991733693723420189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/4991733693723420189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/2009/01/flores.html' title='Flores'/><author><name>-:-Intensa-:-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11363172924269741762</uri><email>a_mina2004@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09066549862875698528'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422836492661527654.post-3966583159960867915</id><published>2009-01-09T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T03:46:50.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SWc4hbGFR2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/0JeeY0afRK0/s1600-h/Imagem+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289258434230044514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SWc4hbGFR2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/0JeeY0afRK0/s400/Imagem+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a name=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" quando meus lábios tocarem tua pele e minhas mãos&lt;br /&gt;. percorrerem em teu corpo, mergulharei nos mais profundos&lt;br /&gt;. desejos de sua alma, e sentirei dentro de ti, uma só pessoa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.Tu verás que todas as nossas fantasias ganharão asas e nos&lt;br /&gt;. conduzirão excitados, o silêncio por frações de segundos será&lt;br /&gt;. absoluto e sendo apenas vencidos por gemidos e palavras&lt;br /&gt;. sussurradas e nossos corpos como nascentes de&lt;br /&gt;. rios embarcados em suor, deslizarão mansamente de caricias e&lt;br /&gt;. cumplicidade... Então eu irei te beijar com toda a intensidade do&lt;br /&gt;. meu amor, e olhando dentro dos teus olhos direi...&lt;br /&gt;. EU TE AMO..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3422836492661527654-3966583159960867915?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/3966583159960867915/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=3966583159960867915&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/3966583159960867915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/3966583159960867915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/2009/01/quando-meus-lbios-tocarem-tua-pele-e.html' title=''/><author><name>-:-Intensa-:-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11363172924269741762</uri><email>a_mina2004@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09066549862875698528'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SWc4hbGFR2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/0JeeY0afRK0/s72-c/Imagem+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422836492661527654.post-4434740631403148428</id><published>2008-12-23T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T14:28:29.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SVFlmdj9WwI/AAAAAAAAAOA/w_dVCKb43QI/s1600-h/fiel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283115549327186690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SVFlmdj9WwI/AAAAAAAAAOA/w_dVCKb43QI/s400/fiel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FELIZ NATAL PRA NÓS!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3422836492661527654-4434740631403148428?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/4434740631403148428/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=4434740631403148428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/4434740631403148428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/4434740631403148428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/2008/12/feliz-natal-pra-ns.html' title=''/><author><name>-:-Intensa-:-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11363172924269741762</uri><email>a_mina2004@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09066549862875698528'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SVFlmdj9WwI/AAAAAAAAAOA/w_dVCKb43QI/s72-c/fiel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422836492661527654.post-1419618275593706733</id><published>2008-12-18T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T04:11:01.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu te Amo !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;...as vzs sentimos a necessidade q aquela pessoa q vc ama, prove o amor q sente por vc.. De uma forma não convencional, pq dizer eu te amo não é tudo... Qualquer um pode dizer isso e ser ou não verdade... Pior é qd essa tal pessoa não diz EU TE AMO! Vc precisa se setir amada, e para isso vc precisa de provas. Quando se tem um cachorro ele demonstra que te ama sem dizer nada, ele simplesmente, todos os dias q vc esta voltando do trabalho se aproxima de vc e faz uma festa. Parece q sua chegada é o momento mais esperado por ele, e não importa quanto tempo passe, todos os dias q vc chegar do trabalho será a mesma coisa! Por isso dizer eu te amo é importante SIM, mas nem sempre compensa tudo akilo q vc espera... alem do eu te amo, O amor precisa sobreviver ao dia-a-dia. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SUo8r25MzlI/AAAAAAAAAKw/oq7vUlTj7xY/s1600-h/FlorColorida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281100237212798546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SUo8r25MzlI/AAAAAAAAAKw/oq7vUlTj7xY/s320/FlorColorida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;O amor precisa d provas físicas e espirituais, escritas ou lidas, precisa d doação e d atenção, d ser sempre cultivado, tratado e cuidado, precisa de ALIMENTO.&lt;br /&gt;O amor é algo mortal; como um animal selvagem que esta em sua casa, ele se deixa afagar e ser tratado porem não se pode relaxar nos seus cuidados senão ela devora seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Amar alguém é delicioso, ser amando por alguém é divino, amar deixa a vida mais alegre, deixa borboletas no estômago, deixa aquela sensação d euforia q faz o tempo correr e não vemos a hora d encontrar a pessoa amada.&lt;br /&gt;Alguns dirão q o amor é uma reação química no celebro....Outros dirão q o amor é algo cruel.......Outros q o amor é imoral, proibido.......... Outros diriam apenas: é só sentir........ Outros ainda, q é divino eterno......... E outros q ele não tem explicação...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SUo8r25MzlI/AAAAAAAAAKw/oq7vUlTj7xY/s1600-h/FlorColorida.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3422836492661527654-1419618275593706733?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/1419618275593706733/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=1419618275593706733&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/1419618275593706733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/1419618275593706733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/2008/12/eu-te-amo.html' title='Eu te Amo !'/><author><name>-:-Intensa-:-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11363172924269741762</uri><email>a_mina2004@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09066549862875698528'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SUo8r25MzlI/AAAAAAAAAKw/oq7vUlTj7xY/s72-c/FlorColorida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422836492661527654.post-8537289164735535809</id><published>2008-12-17T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T06:43:10.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SUkrD0rkP7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/1ePbsRccxfw/s1600-h/CravosVermelhos_600_blg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280799382749593522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SUkrD0rkP7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/1ePbsRccxfw/s320/CravosVermelhos_600_blg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A Palavra e o Poeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Há que se conquistar a Palavra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;assim, como se conquista uma mulher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;om cuidado e carinhos redobrados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;e deixar que ela venha, se quiser...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Há que fazê-la se apaixonar, a Palavra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;descobrir-lhe os desejos e vontades assim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;como se faz a uma amante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;e deitar-se com ela, no meio da tarde...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Há que se prometer à Palavra: fidelidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;assim, como se faz à uma companheira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;e jurar, se preciso for, que não há outra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;e que será só dela, sempre, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;vida inteira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Quem sabe assim terminem teus dilemas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Quem sabe assim junto de ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ela se aquietae então talvez tu possas, sim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;fazer poemas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;E a Palavra então te deixe ser Poeta. &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/3422836492661527654-8537289164735535809?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/8537289164735535809/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=8537289164735535809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/8537289164735535809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/8537289164735535809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/2008/12/palavra-e-o-poeta-h-que-se-conquistar.html' title=''/><author><name>-:-Intensa-:-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11363172924269741762</uri><email>a_mina2004@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09066549862875698528'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SUkrD0rkP7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/1ePbsRccxfw/s72-c/CravosVermelhos_600_blg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422836492661527654.post-66428071266360762</id><published>2008-12-12T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:42:48.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SUK-FoLyr5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/b3iu1ErMLNQ/s1600-h/100_2716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278990717127143314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SUK-FoLyr5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/b3iu1ErMLNQ/s320/100_2716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanhã... Niver do namoriiido =DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keria q vc soubesse amor, (se é q já não ta cansado de saber) q vc é parte fundamental na minha vida. Acho q brigo com meus sentimentos, tento desacelerar, seguir seu ritmo mas, a vdd é q gosto mto de vc... exageradamente, sem moderação alguma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Já passamos por tantas coisas não é?! Tudo se tornou tão mais sério do q imaginamos. Um amor de Carnaval, q passou pela Páscoa, festas juninas, julhinas... e o natal ta ai, e às 00:00 sem dúvidas q estaremos frente a frente... Não dá pra não lembrar do acidente q marcou minha vida... pra sempre, as nossas. tantas noites nakele hospital, tanta aflição, tanto sentimento misturado, dias angustiantes e posso afirmar q mudamos dps dele, q estamos crescendo juntos, e kerendo ou não fazendo nossos planos secretos para um futuro. Não adianta resistir amor rsrs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kem diria dps de anos de amizade, a gente junto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;É isso amor, o resto eu digo pessoalmente =D&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/3422836492661527654-66428071266360762?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/66428071266360762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=66428071266360762&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/66428071266360762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/66428071266360762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/2008/12/amanh.html' title=''/><author><name>-:-Intensa-:-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11363172924269741762</uri><email>a_mina2004@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09066549862875698528'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SUK-FoLyr5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/b3iu1ErMLNQ/s72-c/100_2716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422836492661527654.post-4073526671916164577</id><published>2008-12-09T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:21:52.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/ST5aUPOOq_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UOlw6wrY-2s/s1600-h/100_3731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277755117054897138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/ST5aUPOOq_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UOlw6wrY-2s/s200/100_3731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anjo&lt;br /&gt;Banda Eva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Acredita em anjo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pois é, sou o seu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Soube que anda triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Que sente falta de alguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Que não quer amar ninguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Por isso estou aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Vim cuidar de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Te proteger, te fazer sorrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Te entender, te ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E quando tiver cansada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cantar pra você dormir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Te colocar sobre as minhas asas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Te apresentar as estrelas do meu céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Passar em Saturno e roubar o seu mais lindo anel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Vou secar qualquer lágrima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Que ousar cair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Vou desviar todo mal do seu pensamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Vou estar contigo a todo momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sem que você me veja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Farei tudo que você deseja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mas, de repente você me beija&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;O coração dispara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E a consciência sente dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E eu descubro que além de anjo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eu posso ser seu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3422836492661527654-4073526671916164577?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/4073526671916164577/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=4073526671916164577&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/4073526671916164577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/4073526671916164577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/2008/12/anjo-banda-eva-acredita-em-anjo-pois.html' title=''/><author><name>-:-Intensa-:-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11363172924269741762</uri><email>a_mina2004@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09066549862875698528'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/ST5aUPOOq_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UOlw6wrY-2s/s72-c/100_3731.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422836492661527654.post-4865333842716513836</id><published>2008-11-27T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T04:05:51.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Amélia de hoje "Amélia que era mulher de verdade."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Eu sou apenas uma mulher.E gostaria de reivindicar o direito de sê-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sou vaidosa. Uso baton pra dar cor à minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Maquiagem para parecer mais bonita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Não faço tudo com perfeição;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;alguns fios de cabelo branco, apesar de todas as tentativas para evitá-los, aparecem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Uso cremes pra retardar o envelhecimento e se à noite tenho dores de cabeça &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;é porque me sinto cansada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Nem sempre estou disponível&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;e pronta e cometo erros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Me engano, como qualquer outro ser humano normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Gosto de roupas, sapatos, jóias, perfumes e flores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Um minuto de atenção me faz ganhar todo o dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sou sensível, fraca, frágil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sou forte quando preciso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Minha única busca: o amor e tudo o que dele resulta: crianças, trabalho, dia-a-dia e felicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mas vou além: quero segurança, andar de mãos dadas, ser pega no colo e ser chamada de rainha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Minhas lágrimas me traem quando menos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;espero. E desespero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Detesto a solidão, a falta de atenção. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sou impaciente e não gosto de esperar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Não quero ser objeto e nem ter dono.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sou capaz, por mim mesma, amando, de me entregar de todo e ser fiel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sem amarras, simplesmente por amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Posso ferir, como todas as rosas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mas perfumo também, dou encanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ilumino o amor como só as mulheres sabem fazer.Compenso, se assim posso dizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Há sempre um preço para a felicidade e tocar nela é aceitar pagar esse preço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sou uma Amélia dos tempos modernos.Mais independente, sabendo o que quer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E o que quero é ser eu mesma..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me digam, q segredos escondemos? Pq vcs homens não acham tão complicadas e chatas?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Do blog da Cris &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://precisotantoaproveitarvoce.zip.net/arch2007-03-01_2007-03-31.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://precisotantoaproveitarvoce.zip.net/arch2007-03-01_2007-03-31.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3422836492661527654-4865333842716513836?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/4865333842716513836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=4865333842716513836&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/4865333842716513836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/4865333842716513836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/2008/11/amlia-de-hoje-amlia-que-era-mulher-de.html' title=''/><author><name>-:-Intensa-:-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11363172924269741762</uri><email>a_mina2004@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09066549862875698528'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422836492661527654.post-6398809815315750276</id><published>2008-11-27T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T02:22:16.811-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quintana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mário'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SS50mza6f6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/DNs07f5Zvk0/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273280423684374434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SS50mza6f6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/DNs07f5Zvk0/s320/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;A vida é o dever que nós trouxemos para fazer em casa. Quando se vê, já são seis horas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Quando se vê, já é sexta-feira... Quando se vê, já terminou o ano... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Quando se vê, perdemos o amor da nossa vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Quando se vê, já se passaram 50 anos! Agora é tarde demais para ser reprovado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Se me fosse dada, um dia, outra oportunidade, eu nem olhava o relógio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Seguiria sempre em frente e iria jogando, pelo caminho, a casca dourada e inútil das horas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Desta forma, eu digo: não deixe de fazer algo de que gosta devido à falta de tempo, a única falta que terá, será desse tempo que infelizmente não voltará mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MÁRIO QUINTANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se tiver algo a fazer por mim... FAÇA HOJE !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/3422836492661527654-6398809815315750276?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/6398809815315750276/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=6398809815315750276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/6398809815315750276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/6398809815315750276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422836492661527654.post-9145429339567971704</id><published>2008-11-14T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T03:10:15.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TUDO PASSA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na vida tudo passa, não importa o que tu faça&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que te fazia rir hoje já não tem mais graça&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo muda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo troca de lugar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o filme é o mesmo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;só o elenco que tem que mudar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que alterar pra poder se encaixar se não for pra ser feliz é melhor largar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então se ligue e busque felicidade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pra existir história tem que existir verdade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Numa estrela cadente o sonho se faz presente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no compasso do batuque de um coração doente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A fera tá ferida mas não tá morta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus fecha a janela mas deixa aberta a porta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então se ligue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Busque felicidade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra existir história tem que existir verdade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então se ligue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra existir história tem que existir verdade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque o sol não se tampa com a peneira&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra quem já tá molhado um pingo é besteira&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Renovo minha força vendo o sol se pôr&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pensamento longe renovo meu amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minha voz faz eco, tristeza que eu vetonão importa qual o papo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O papo aqui tem que ser reto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E cada chaga que a gente traz na alma é a confirmação de que a ferida sara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E se restaura, já foi cicatrizada eleve as mãos pros céus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que a tua alma tá blindada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pois ninguém vive conto de fadas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prefiro meu degrau do que sua escada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então se ligue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Busque felicidade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra existir história tem que existir verdade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então se ligue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra existir história tem que existir verdade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que por sinal é pra subir e pra descerum degrau de cada vez é assim que tem que ser&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tá entendendo o que eu tô falando?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caiu a ficha ou ainda tá boiando?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minhas palavras pairam pelo ar e o meu show tem que continuar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;por isso eu continuo no rap eu destruo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como dizia Ali dou ferroadas e flutuo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que nem no ringue tem que ter molejo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;na minha criação a força vence o medo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem querer controlar o que sinto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vivo sem deixar sombras no tempo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então se ligue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Busque felicidade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra existir história tem que existir verdade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então se ligue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra existir história tem que existir verdade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então se ligue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Busque felicidade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra existir história tem que existir verdade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então se ligue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Busque felicidade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra existir história tem que existir verdade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perfect&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/3422836492661527654-9145429339567971704?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/9145429339567971704/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3422836492661527654-7753991361578965091?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7d8ad3c9f85b61d5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/7753991361578965091/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=7753991361578965091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/7753991361578965091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/7753991361578965091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-que-os-homens-no-fazem-por-ns.html' title=''/><author><name>-:-Intensa-:-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11363172924269741762</uri><email>a_mina2004@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09066549862875698528'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422836492661527654.post-3975076347527478864</id><published>2008-11-11T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:20:36.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu deito em uma cama cedo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Pensando em pensamentos atrasados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Esperando pelo preto substituir meu azul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu não luto em sua teiaPois era minha chance de acertar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Mas querido,Eu sinto que estou finalmente ficando cansada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;De esperar para ser consumida por você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Me dê a primeira prova, deixe começar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Céu não pode esperar para sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Querido, comece a caçada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Eu vou deixar você ganhar mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Você precisa se empenhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh, seu amor me dá uma pontada em meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A brisa de um provérbio tinge minha pele de vermelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sua paquera faminta limita percepção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Estou construindo memórias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;De coisas que nunca dissemos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cheio não é pesado como vazio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Não é quase meu amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Não é quase meu amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Não é quase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Me dê a primeira prova, deixe começar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Céu não pode esperar para sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Querido, comece a caçada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu vou deixar você ganhar mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Você precisa se empenhar...&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/3422836492661527654-3975076347527478864?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/3975076347527478864/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=3975076347527478864&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/3975076347527478864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/3975076347527478864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/2008/11/eu-deito-em-uma-cama-cedo-pensando-em.html' title=''/><author><name>-:-Intensa-:-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11363172924269741762</uri><email>a_mina2004@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09066549862875698528'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422836492661527654.post-2516407500121516044</id><published>2008-11-10T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T03:47:50.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SRgfII1ImEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/F3ioQIrjtFA/s1600-h/Â¤[1].dRi+0465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266993988879554626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SRgfII1ImEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/F3ioQIrjtFA/s400/%C2%A4%5B1%5D.dRi+0465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chateada hj ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Palavras tem um poder aff. Algumas são verdadeiros tapas!&lt;/em&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/3422836492661527654-2516407500121516044?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/2516407500121516044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=2516407500121516044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/2516407500121516044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/2516407500121516044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/2008/11/chateada-hj.html' title=''/><author><name>-:-Intensa-:-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11363172924269741762</uri><email>a_mina2004@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09066549862875698528'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SRgfII1ImEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/F3ioQIrjtFA/s72-c/%C2%A4%5B1%5D.dRi+0465.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422836492661527654.post-3032807506233433644</id><published>2008-11-03T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:48:27.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SQ842ysKa1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/0ha3_fJWEHY/s1600-h/100_1226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264489003390495570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SQ842ysKa1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/0ha3_fJWEHY/s400/100_1226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Kem entende de migalhas, nunka que vai entender essa nossa fartura !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Essa foto? há nove meses atrás!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sua recuperação é minha recuperação, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;vida.&lt;/span&gt;&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/3422836492661527654-3032807506233433644?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/3032807506233433644/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=3032807506233433644&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/3032807506233433644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/3032807506233433644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/2008/11/kem-entende-de-migalhas-nunka-que-vai.html' title=''/><author><name>-:-Intensa-:-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11363172924269741762</uri><email>a_mina2004@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09066549862875698528'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SQ842ysKa1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/0ha3_fJWEHY/s72-c/100_1226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422836492661527654.post-4933562041624999677</id><published>2008-10-24T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T07:58:25.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SQHidDPo5jI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RZcseZN-hl0/s1600-h/heartcoracao22-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260734828460434994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SQHidDPo5jI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RZcseZN-hl0/s200/heartcoracao22-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pensando na minha vida, no tanto de coisas que aconteceram nos últimos tempos e em como isso ajudou a formar o que eu realmente sou hoje em dia e o que provavelmente vou continuar sendo pro resto da minha vida. Não tem como fugir mais, tudo o que eu tinha que viver pra "me formar" eu já vivi e hoje o molde está pronto, trancafiado num cofre pra ninguém copiar. Me acho sim uma peça única, como todos por aí, a diferença é que muitos não gostam do que são e tentam copiar o molde dos outros ou então tentam ser alguém que definitivamente não são. Eu sou algúem intenso, egoísta e cheio de defeitos, como todo ser humano. Eu sou algúem meigo, dependente, medroso, sonhador... Eu sou o que sou e não tenho medo de dizer o que sinto e o que penso sobre as coisas que eu vivo e as coisas que vejo. msm cometendo algumas manacadas e acabe passando por cima de alguns por aí não tem a maldade correndo nas veias. Eu só sou natural, de carne e osso e intensa, como uma bomba. Eu sou o coração ferido de Jack. O pequeno principe perdido no deserto, os carneiros no papel. Eu sou aquilo que quero ser e não questionem o que eu faço. Eu faço aquilo que chamo de buscar a felicidade (por mais que não acredite o tempo todo nela) e não importa se não estou no caminho certo pois enquanto eu achar que estou, pra mim faz sentido e é isso que importa.&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/3422836492661527654-4933562041624999677?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/4933562041624999677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=4933562041624999677&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/4933562041624999677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/4933562041624999677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/2008/10/pensando-na-minha-vida-no-tanto-de.html' title=''/><author><name>-:-Intensa-:-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11363172924269741762</uri><email>a_mina2004@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09066549862875698528'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SQHidDPo5jI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RZcseZN-hl0/s72-c/heartcoracao22-a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422836492661527654.post-4869125754915493354</id><published>2008-10-23T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T07:27:43.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SQCJs4HM-WI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nD_8d0xJnBI/s1600-h/1amormeu-primeiro-amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260355768838584674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SQCJs4HM-WI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nD_8d0xJnBI/s320/1amormeu-primeiro-amor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a name=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Encontrei em vc um olhar q me compreende,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Um olhar q sorri e q me faz sorrir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Akele olhar q me vê com o coração e q fala ao meu coração,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Um olhar que me emociona, que me conquista...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Encontrei um olhar que me perturba, que me deseja...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Um olhar que em meio a todos, olha apenas pra mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;UM OLHAR AMIGO , um olhar amante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;UM OLHAR MUDO, q diz tudo o q preciso ouvir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Akele olhar q REFRIGERA toda ansiedade e aquece a minha alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;UM OLHAR q me beija, q chora comigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;ENCONTREI um olhar que não se desvie do meu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Q ME PROVOCA, q me encare...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;UM OLHAR DE AMOR, de admiração, de respeito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;UM olhar q se cruzou numa fração de segundo&lt;br /&gt;E se apaixonou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;APRISIONOU-SE numa eterna necessidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;E q prisão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;FINALMENTE ENCONTREI um olhar q me acomoda na masmorra de meu castelo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;UM OLHAR q me prende e me encantou pra sempre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Saudades, saudades!!!&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/3422836492661527654-4869125754915493354?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/4869125754915493354/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=4869125754915493354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/4869125754915493354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/4869125754915493354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/2008/10/encontrei-em-vc-um-olhar-q-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-:-Intensa-:-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11363172924269741762</uri><email>a_mina2004@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09066549862875698528'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SQCJs4HM-WI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nD_8d0xJnBI/s72-c/1amormeu-primeiro-amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422836492661527654.post-1558746533376293488</id><published>2008-10-22T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T04:52:35.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SP8TfYfSJ4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/IFpnRteMD5w/s1600-h/Â¤[1].dRi+042...jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259944319662565250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SP8TfYfSJ4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/IFpnRteMD5w/s320/%C2%A4%5B1%5D.dRi+042...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vc já parou pra pensar se vc está bem consigo msm? Já fez uma 'DR' de vc pra vc msm??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estive pensando nisso, e apesar de tudo o que aconteceu na minha vida últimamente, eu to tão bem cmg, tão bem ao olhar o espelho.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como se me sentisse a pessoa mais segura do mundo. O pq de estar assim? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por tantas coisas terem acontecido, coisas que me abriram os olhos, e me fizeram enxergar que sou maior, que sou mais forte, e sou mto sensata ! Ah isso eu sou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os obstáculos me fizeram aprender a pular mais alto e akele vento que senti nas vezes em que estava lá no alto driblando os obstáculos é tão bom!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agora quero sentir mais esse ventinho e viver !!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obrigada pelos obstáculos \o/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259944321149105730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SP8TfeBs9kI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Qx2xNvuYGcY/s320/lotusl%C3%B3tus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SP8SYMMPa3I/AAAAAAAAAIo/68iw6FB0rDo/s1600-h/lotuslÃ³tus.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/3422836492661527654-1558746533376293488?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/1558746533376293488/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=1558746533376293488&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/1558746533376293488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/1558746533376293488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/2008/10/vc-j-parou-pra-pensar-se-vc-est-bem.html' title=''/><author><name>-:-Intensa-:-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11363172924269741762</uri><email>a_mina2004@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09066549862875698528'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SP8TfYfSJ4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/IFpnRteMD5w/s72-c/%C2%A4%5B1%5D.dRi+042...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3422836492661527654.post-4049316225454003654</id><published>2008-10-10T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T08:52:28.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SO96A_CU98I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GJYcpnI45PI/s1600-h/cazuzaolhar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SO96A_CU98I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GJYcpnI45PI/s400/cazuzaolhar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255553447504443330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Meu inferno astral ta em dia, aff !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3422836492661527654-4049316225454003654?l=iiintensamente.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/feeds/4049316225454003654/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3422836492661527654&amp;postID=4049316225454003654&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/4049316225454003654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3422836492661527654/posts/default/4049316225454003654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iiintensamente.blogspot.com/2008/10/meu-inferno-astral-ta-em-dia-aff.html' title=''/><author><name>-:-Intensa-:-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11363172924269741762</uri><email>a_mina2004@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09066549862875698528'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4PwpWZWKUU/SO96A_CU98I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GJYcpnI45PI/s72-c/cazuzaolhar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>