<?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-29798889</id><updated>2011-10-08T18:47:22.957-07:00</updated><category term='Cansada..cansada..e cansada.'/><category term='férias.'/><category term='de meio humor.'/><category term='O seu allstar combina com o meu preto de cano alto'/><category term='Vou Viajar.'/><category term='Mami'/><category term='Na casa do Senhor nao existe satanas'/><category term='E na parede do meu quarto..'/><category term=';-)'/><category term='amovocê'/><category term='Vida Vida 9- zero.'/><category term='Tropa de elite osso duro de roer'/><category term='Luau'/><title type='text'>Na falta do que fazer inventei minha liberdade</title><subtitle type='html'>L-I-B-E-R-D-A-D-E, pra dentro da cabeça!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-122585753688889241</id><published>2011-10-08T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T18:47:22.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E se você fosse pra qualquer lugar eu seria a tua casa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rt8_64_nKc4/TpD9DYAmGaI/AAAAAAAAAIM/S0fqp_Tq9zM/s1600/P1010052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rt8_64_nKc4/TpD9DYAmGaI/AAAAAAAAAIM/S0fqp_Tq9zM/s320/P1010052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661302966031096226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Je ne sais pas dire je t'aime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yo no se hablar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  pero yo no se hablar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;te amo, te amo, te amo!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-122585753688889241?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/122585753688889241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=122585753688889241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/122585753688889241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/122585753688889241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-se-voce-fosse-pra-qualquer-lugar-eu.html' title='E se você fosse pra qualquer lugar eu seria a tua casa'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rt8_64_nKc4/TpD9DYAmGaI/AAAAAAAAAIM/S0fqp_Tq9zM/s72-c/P1010052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-4881265562000103991</id><published>2011-03-15T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T20:39:11.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Mundo é um moinho.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lIZ0VREhvNg/TYAwiudDAlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/owO-7OK2Cdk/s1600/ieu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lIZ0VREhvNg/TYAwiudDAlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/owO-7OK2Cdk/s320/ieu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584516911082963538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ainda é cedo, amor&lt;br /&gt; Mal começaste a conhecer a vida&lt;br /&gt; Já anuncias a hora de partida&lt;br /&gt; Sem saber mesmo o rumo que irás tomar&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Preste atenção, querida&lt;br /&gt; Embora eu saiba que estás resolvida&lt;br /&gt; Em cada esquina cai um pouco a tua vida&lt;br /&gt; Em pouco tempo não serás mais o que és&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ouça-me bem, amor&lt;br /&gt; Preste atenção, o mundo é um moinho&lt;br /&gt; Vai triturar teus sonhos, tão mesquinho.&lt;br /&gt; Vai reduzir as ilusões a pó&lt;/p&gt; Preste atenção, querida&lt;br /&gt; De cada amor tu herdarás só o cinismo&lt;br /&gt; Quando notares estás à beira do abismo&lt;br /&gt; Abismo que cavaste com os teus pés&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-4881265562000103991?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/4881265562000103991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=4881265562000103991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/4881265562000103991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/4881265562000103991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-mundo-e-um-moinho.html' title='O Mundo é um moinho.'/><author><name>Free</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15762855679704136468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lIZ0VREhvNg/TYAwiudDAlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/owO-7OK2Cdk/s72-c/ieu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-9128601757955133264</id><published>2011-02-18T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:50:03.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>;~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ev_B34We0PI/TV9n-8Pr2lI/AAAAAAAAAH8/hPmRagACWUk/s1600/fortaleza7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ev_B34We0PI/TV9n-8Pr2lI/AAAAAAAAAH8/hPmRagACWUk/s320/fortaleza7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575289194729429586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" id="cabecalho" class="cor_2"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 127.7%;"&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"&gt;Os Outros&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a id="identificador_artista" href="http://letras.terra.com.br/kid-abelha/"&gt;Kid Abelha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small&gt;Composição: Leoni&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Já conheci muita gente&lt;br /&gt;Gostei de alguns garotos&lt;br /&gt;Mas depois de você&lt;br /&gt;Os outros são os outros&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ninguém pode acreditar&lt;br /&gt;Na gente separado&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho mil amigos mas você foi&lt;br /&gt;O meu melhor namorado&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Procuro evitar comparações&lt;br /&gt;Entre flores e declarações&lt;br /&gt;Eu tento te esquecer&lt;br /&gt;A minha vida continua&lt;br /&gt;Mas é certo que eu seria sempre sua&lt;br /&gt;Quem pode me entender&lt;br /&gt;Depois de você, os outros são os outros e só&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;São tantas noites em restaurantes&lt;br /&gt;Amores sem ciúmes&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei bem mais do que antes&lt;br /&gt;Sobre mãos, bocas e perfumes&lt;br /&gt;Eu não consigo achar normal&lt;br /&gt;Meninas do seu lado&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que não merecem mais que um cinema&lt;br /&gt;Com meu melhor namorado&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Procuro evitar comparações&lt;br /&gt;Entre flores e declarações&lt;br /&gt;Eu tento te esquecer&lt;br /&gt;A minha vida continua&lt;br /&gt;Mas é certo que eu seria sempre sua&lt;br /&gt;Quem pode me entender&lt;br /&gt;Depois de você, os outros são os outros e só&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Depois de você, os outros são os outros e só&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-9128601757955133264?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/9128601757955133264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=9128601757955133264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/9128601757955133264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/9128601757955133264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title=';~'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ev_B34We0PI/TV9n-8Pr2lI/AAAAAAAAAH8/hPmRagACWUk/s72-c/fortaleza7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-7764103057699045433</id><published>2011-01-09T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T22:09:59.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vamos nos permitir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/TSqholpMeYI/AAAAAAAAAHw/tAkWj3nFFgk/s1600/ieu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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Tive vontade de escrever algo sobre isso, a respeito dessa mudança de números, de vida, de metas e pensamentos. Passei maior parte destes anos tentando ser uma pessoa sincera, espirituosa e praticando o bem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Acredito que a melhor coisa é saber que plantei nas pessoas uma sementinha boa. Isso se reflete nas minhas relações duradouras, é tão bom reencontrar pessoas e perceber que aquilo que vivemos nunca foi esquecido, de ter reciprocidade e poder dizer: você é uma pessoa especial. Olho pra trás e não me arrependo de absolutamente nada, vivi honestamente, sempre crendo que tudo podia ser diferente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Errei, chorei,desisti de pessoas e planos na hora certa. Assim como Deus enviou pessoas na minha vida para que me sustentasse quando eu falhasse. E assim foram esses anos, suados, lutados, sofridos, mas triunfados em cima de qualquer tristeza, duvida, sempre com bom humor e esperança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Seja lá o que aconteça, creia,espere e confie.&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/29798889-7764103057699045433?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/7764103057699045433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=7764103057699045433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/7764103057699045433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/7764103057699045433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2011/01/vamos-nos-permitir.html' title='Vamos nos permitir'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/TSqholpMeYI/AAAAAAAAAHw/tAkWj3nFFgk/s72-c/ieu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-2123580017667188591</id><published>2010-12-14T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T22:31:30.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/TQhfd6JvKdI/AAAAAAAAAII/d77kkt1Mvac/s1600/PB140157.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/TQhfd6JvKdI/AAAAAAAAAII/d77kkt1Mvac/s320/PB140157.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550791508165077458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vou tentar manter o coração aberto pra você,&lt;br /&gt; Apesar dos outros,&lt;br /&gt; Apesar dos medos,&lt;br /&gt; Apesar dos monstros nos meus pesadelos&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vou tentar manter o coração aberto pra você,&lt;br /&gt; Apesar dos trincos,&lt;br /&gt; Apesar dos trancos,&lt;br /&gt; Apesar dos dias repetidos que são tantos.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu vou tentar manter o coração aberto pra vc.&lt;br /&gt; Apesar da chuva,&lt;br /&gt; Apesar da rua,&lt;br /&gt; Apesar da hora,&lt;br /&gt; Apesar dos pesares, das canções, dos lugares,&lt;br /&gt; Apesar dos meus pensamentos, dos perigos, dos próximos momentos.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu de coração aberto pra você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  de coração aberto pra você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-2123580017667188591?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/2123580017667188591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=2123580017667188591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/2123580017667188591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/2123580017667188591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2010/12/vou-tentar-manter-o-coracao-aberto-pra.html' title=''/><author><name>Free</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15762855679704136468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/TQhfd6JvKdI/AAAAAAAAAII/d77kkt1Mvac/s72-c/PB140157.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-6859619629925905132</id><published>2010-08-06T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T15:36:17.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/TFyMzMaxRsI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HBUh0h-SE6A/s1600/euenenem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/TFyMzMaxRsI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HBUh0h-SE6A/s320/euenenem.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502427655874627266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;saudade&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;som&lt;/span&gt; do &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tempo&lt;/span&gt; que ressoa&lt;br /&gt; saudade &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;céu&lt;/span&gt; cinzento à garoa&lt;br /&gt; saudade desigual, nunca termina no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; saudade&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; eterno&lt;/span&gt; filme em cartaz.&lt;br /&gt;[Paulinho Moska]&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/29798889-6859619629925905132?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/6859619629925905132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=6859619629925905132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/6859619629925905132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/6859619629925905132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2010/08/saudade-som-do-tempo-que-ressoa-saudade.html' title=''/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/TFyMzMaxRsI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HBUh0h-SE6A/s72-c/euenenem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-6746590867976589632</id><published>2010-04-27T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T22:47:07.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 anos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/S9fKcaL2twI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Io6OkfMfj2g/s1600/Nova+imagem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/S9fKcaL2twI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Io6OkfMfj2g/s320/Nova+imagem.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465059262251579138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Estrelas iluminem minha noite. Não deixem eu me perder. E tudo o que eu não fiz..Poderoso Mar Infeliz. Estrelas me guiem a noite. Não deixem eu me esquecer. Que apesar de tudo mais..Existe um mundo bom pra viver....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&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/29798889-6746590867976589632?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/6746590867976589632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=6746590867976589632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/6746590867976589632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/6746590867976589632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2010/04/10-anos.html' title='10 anos.'/><author><name>Free</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15762855679704136468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/S9fKcaL2twI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Io6OkfMfj2g/s72-c/Nova+imagem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-1794840284436830584</id><published>2010-04-12T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T23:43:58.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soneto de Fidelidade - Vinicius de moraes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/S8QSOcDPVaI/AAAAAAAAACs/ifqTHvkWu94/s1600/DSC01008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/S8QSOcDPVaI/AAAAAAAAACs/ifqTHvkWu94/s320/DSC01008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459508687537132962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings;"&gt;De tudo, ao meu amor serei atento&lt;br /&gt;Antes, e com tal zelo, e sempre, e tanto&lt;br /&gt;Que mesmo em face do maior encanto&lt;br /&gt;Dele se encante mais meu pensamento&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings;"&gt;Quero vivê-lo em cada vão momento&lt;br /&gt;E em seu louvor hei de espalhar meu canto&lt;br /&gt;E rir meu riso e derramar meu pranto&lt;br /&gt;Ao seu pesar ou seu contentamento&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings;"&gt;E assim quando mais tarde me procure&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe a morte, angústia de quem vive&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe a solidão, fim de quem ama&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings;"&gt; Eu possa me dizer do amor (que tive):&lt;br /&gt;Que não seja imortal, posto que é chama&lt;br /&gt;Mas que seja infinito enquanto dure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-1794840284436830584?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/1794840284436830584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=1794840284436830584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/1794840284436830584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/1794840284436830584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2010/04/soneto-de-fidelidade-vinicius-de-moraes.html' title='Soneto de Fidelidade - Vinicius de moraes.'/><author><name>Free</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15762855679704136468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/S8QSOcDPVaI/AAAAAAAAACs/ifqTHvkWu94/s72-c/DSC01008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-7327130635921991192</id><published>2010-03-18T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T10:27:18.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amovocê'/><title type='text'>She!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/S6JiKfJYn1I/AAAAAAAAACg/pMEHq4YBQmM/s1600-h/P3120031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/S6JiKfJYn1I/AAAAAAAAACg/pMEHq4YBQmM/s320/P3120031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450026431370796882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.é tão forte quanto o vento quando sopra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  tronco forte que não quebra, não entorta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  podes crer, podes crer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  eu tô falando de amizade&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/29798889-7327130635921991192?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/7327130635921991192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=7327130635921991192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/7327130635921991192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/7327130635921991192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2010/03/she.html' title='She!'/><author><name>Free</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15762855679704136468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/S6JiKfJYn1I/AAAAAAAAACg/pMEHq4YBQmM/s72-c/P3120031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-483872209205344447</id><published>2010-03-07T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T21:43:44.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/S5SNEwXwjDI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vvEGLMiHkrs/s1600-h/eumandys2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/S5SNEwXwjDI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vvEGLMiHkrs/s320/eumandys2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446132962241317938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não sou de pedra&lt;br /&gt; Mas meu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; É &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;teu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Driamante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-483872209205344447?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/483872209205344447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=483872209205344447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/483872209205344447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/483872209205344447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2010/03/nao-sou-de-pedra-mas-meu-coracao-e-teu.html' title=''/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/S5SNEwXwjDI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vvEGLMiHkrs/s72-c/eumandys2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-3246835603985271141</id><published>2010-02-19T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T15:44:48.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The cure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/S38hwUCNK6I/AAAAAAAAACY/sZR5pbulEzU/s1600-h/bitoca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/S38hwUCNK6I/AAAAAAAAACY/sZR5pbulEzU/s320/bitoca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440103988782246818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday I got so old&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I could die&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got so old&lt;br /&gt;It made me want to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Go on go on&lt;br /&gt;Just walk away&lt;br /&gt;Go on go on&lt;br /&gt;Your choice is made&lt;br /&gt;Go on go on&lt;br /&gt;And disappear&lt;br /&gt;Go on go on&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And know I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;When I said it was true&lt;br /&gt;That couldn't be me&lt;br /&gt;and be her in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;without you&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday I got so scared&lt;br /&gt;I shivered like a child&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday away from you&lt;br /&gt;It froze me deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Come back come back&lt;br /&gt;Don't walk away&lt;br /&gt;Come back come back&lt;br /&gt;Come back today&lt;br /&gt;Come back come back&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;Come back come back&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I know I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;When i said it was true&lt;br /&gt;That it couldn't be me&lt;br /&gt;and be her in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;  Without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-3246835603985271141?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/3246835603985271141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=3246835603985271141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/3246835603985271141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/3246835603985271141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2010/02/cure.html' title='The cure'/><author><name>Free</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15762855679704136468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/S38hwUCNK6I/AAAAAAAAACY/sZR5pbulEzU/s72-c/bitoca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-7907729454224162142</id><published>2009-09-15T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:12:26.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/SrB-oOd4X4I/AAAAAAAAABE/pNcHWT3edTM/s1600-h/DSC00487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/SrB-oOd4X4I/AAAAAAAAABE/pNcHWT3edTM/s320/DSC00487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381940784251035522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cabecalho" class="cor_2"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 127.7%;"&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-family: georgia;" id="identificador_musica"&gt;Sou Você&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;h2 style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a id="identificador_artista" href="http://letras.terra.com.br/daniela-mercury/"&gt;Daniela Mercury&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;small style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Composição: Caetano Veloso&lt;/small&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="height: 540px; font-family: georgia;" id="div_letra"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mar sob o céu, cidade na luz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mundo meu, canção que eu compus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mudou tudo, agora é você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A minha voz que era da amplidão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do universo, da multidão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hoje canta só por você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Minha mulher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meu amor, meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Antes de você chegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Era tudo saudade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/29798889-7907729454224162142?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/7907729454224162142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=7907729454224162142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/7907729454224162142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/7907729454224162142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2009/09/sou-voce-daniela-mercury-composicao.html' title=''/><author><name>Free</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15762855679704136468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/SrB-oOd4X4I/AAAAAAAAABE/pNcHWT3edTM/s72-c/DSC00487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-886977095708949291</id><published>2009-09-13T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:13:31.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/Sq20h4MeoII/AAAAAAAAAA8/AeBjQND1JGU/s1600-h/DSC01104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/Sq20h4MeoII/AAAAAAAAAA8/AeBjQND1JGU/s320/DSC01104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381155623891017858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cabecalho" class="cor_2"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 127.7%;"&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"&gt;Trampolim&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;h2&gt;&lt;a id="identificador_artista" href="http://letras.terra.com.br/paulinho-moska/"&gt;Paulinho Moska&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;small&gt;Composição: Paulinho Moska&lt;/small&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="height: 540px;" id="div_letra"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Você não sofre porque não sente o que eu sinto&lt;br /&gt;Há um iceberg em você que eu tenho que derreter&lt;br /&gt;Que tipo de piscina terá embaixo desse trampolim?&lt;br /&gt;Que pulo que eu vou ter que dar pra não me ferir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque acordar sem você é ficar cego no amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;É assistir o fim do mundo, depois escurecer&lt;br /&gt;E eu no meio disso tudo sem saber&lt;br /&gt;Que já estamos no início do que vamos ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu não acordei&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu não vou dormir&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu nunca te dei&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu quero partir&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ontem fiquei sabendo do show que ele vai fazer agora em outubro aqui em Belém.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tudo de bom!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mal posso esperar pra ver o moska de novo e abraça-lo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Esse final de semana foi peso,como eu queria um descanso..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;br /&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/29798889-886977095708949291?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/886977095708949291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=886977095708949291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/886977095708949291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/886977095708949291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2009/09/trampolim-paulinho-moska-composicao.html' title=''/><author><name>Free</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15762855679704136468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/Sq20h4MeoII/AAAAAAAAAA8/AeBjQND1JGU/s72-c/DSC01104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-7618629952000908978</id><published>2009-09-08T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:56:52.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/SqdDjdE83TI/AAAAAAAAAA0/21myIQv07_E/s1600-h/esquadrilha+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/SqdDjdE83TI/AAAAAAAAAA0/21myIQv07_E/s320/esquadrilha+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379342556297223474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;" class="fr0"&gt;SOBRE O AMOR, ROSAS E ESPINHOS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Amor que é amor dura a vida inteira. Se não durou é porque nunca foi amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor resiste à distância, ao silêncio das separações e até às traições. Sem perdão não há amor. Diga-me quem você mais perdoou na vida, e eu então saberei dizer quem você mais amou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é equação onde prevalece a multiplicação do perdão. Você o percebe no momento em que o outro fez tudo errado, e mesmo assim você olha nos olhos dele e diz: "Mesmo fazendo tudo errado eu não sei viver sem você. Eu não posso ser nem a metade do que sou se você não estiver por perto."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor nos possibilita enxergar lugares do nosso coração que sozinhos jamais poderíamos enxergar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O poeta soube traduzir bem quando disse: "Se eu não te amasse tanto assim, talvez perdesse os sonhos dentro de mim e vivesse na escuridão. Se eu não te amasse tanto assim talvez não visse flores por onde eu vi, dentro do meu coração!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonito isso. Enxergar sonhos que antes eu não saberia ver sozinho. Enxergar só porque o outro me emprestou os olhos , socorreu-me em minha cegueira. Eu possuia e não sabia. O outro me apontou, me deu a chave, me entregou a senha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coisas que Jesus fazia o tempo todo. Apontava jardins secretos em aparentes desertos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na aridez do coração de Madalena, Jesus encontrou orquídeas preciosas. Fez vê-las e chamou a atenção para a necessidade de cultivá-las.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fico pensando que evangelizar talvez seja isso: descobrir jardins em lugares que consideramos impróprios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os jardineiros sabem disso. Amam as flores e por isso cuidam de cada detalhe, porque sabem que não há amor fora da experiência do cuidado. A cada dia, o jardineiro perdoa as suas roseiras. Sabe identificar que a ausência de flores não significa a morte absoluta, mas o repouso do preparo. Quem não souber viver o silêncio da preparação não terá o que florir depois...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos aprender isso. Olhar para aquele que nos magoou, e descobrir que as roseiras não dão flores fora do tempo, nem tampouco fora do cultivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se não há flores, talvez seja porque ainda não tenha chegado a hora de florir. Cada roseira tem seu estatuto, suas regras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se não há flores, talvez seja porque até então ninguém tenha dado a atenção necessária para o cultivo daquela roseira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida requer cuidado. Os amores também. Flores e espinhos são belezas que se dão juntas. Não queira uma só. Elas não sabem viver sozinhas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem quiser levar a rosa para sua vida, terá que saber que com ela vão inúmeros espinhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não se preocupe. A beleza da rosa vale o incômodo dos espinhos..."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="aut"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Pe._Fabio_de_Melo/" class="autor"&gt;Pe. Fábio de Melo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-7618629952000908978?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/7618629952000908978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=7618629952000908978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/7618629952000908978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/7618629952000908978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2009/09/sobre-o-amor-rosas-e-espinhos.html' title=''/><author><name>Free</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15762855679704136468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/SqdDjdE83TI/AAAAAAAAAA0/21myIQv07_E/s72-c/esquadrilha+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-7082941696279680980</id><published>2009-09-07T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:32:14.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alegria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/SqWX540QBDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vqUAeis2m20/s1600-h/Imagem0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/SqWX540QBDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vqUAeis2m20/s320/Imagem0144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378872350723802162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new;" id="cabecalho" class="cor_2"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 127.7%;"&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"&gt;Alegria&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;h2&gt;&lt;a id="identificador_artista" href="http://letras.terra.com.br/arnaldo-antunes/"&gt;Arnaldo Antunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;small&gt;Composição: Arnaldo Antunes&lt;/small&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="height: 540px; font-family: courier new;" id="div_letra"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu vou te dar alegria&lt;br /&gt; Eu vou parar de chorar&lt;br /&gt; Eu vou raiar o novo dia&lt;br /&gt; Eu vou sair do fundo do mar&lt;br /&gt; Eu vou sair da beira do abismo&lt;br /&gt; E dançar e dançar e dançar&lt;br /&gt; A tristeza é uma forma de egoísmo&lt;br /&gt; Eu vou te dar eu vou te dar eu vou&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hoje tem goiabada&lt;br /&gt; Hoje tem marmelada&lt;br /&gt; Hoje tem palhaçada&lt;br /&gt; O circo chegou&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hoje tem batucada&lt;br /&gt; Hoje tem gargalhada&lt;br /&gt; Riso e risada&lt;br /&gt; Do meu amor&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/29798889-7082941696279680980?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/7082941696279680980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=7082941696279680980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/7082941696279680980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/7082941696279680980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2009/09/alegria.html' title='Alegria'/><author><name>Free</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15762855679704136468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/SqWX540QBDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vqUAeis2m20/s72-c/Imagem0144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-12959680840530087</id><published>2009-09-02T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:03:32.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the nights just seem so long</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/Sp9b8aEqJyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WwS59QTwEuQ/s1600-h/DSCN1734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/Sp9b8aEqJyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WwS59QTwEuQ/s320/DSCN1734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377117573452801826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new;" id="cabecalho" class="cor_2"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 127.7%;"&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"&gt;Baby When You're Gone&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;h2&gt;&lt;a id="identificador_artista" href="http://letras.terra.com.br/bryan-adams/"&gt;Bryan Adams&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new;" id="div_letra"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bryan Adams - Baby When You're Gone  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been wandering around the house all night&lt;br /&gt; wondering what the hell to do&lt;br /&gt; Yeah, I'm trying to concentrate but all I can think of&lt;br /&gt; is you&lt;br /&gt; well the phone don't ring 'cause my friends ain't&lt;br /&gt; home&lt;br /&gt; I'm tired of being all alone&lt;br /&gt; Got the tv on 'cause the radio's playing&lt;br /&gt; songs that remind me of you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby when you're gone, I realize I'm in love&lt;br /&gt; days go on and on, and the nights just seem so long&lt;br /&gt; Even food don't taste that good, drink ain't doing&lt;br /&gt; what it should&lt;br /&gt; things just feel so wrong, baby when you're gone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I keep driving up and down these streets&lt;br /&gt; trying to find somewhere to go&lt;br /&gt; Yeah i'm looking for a familiar face, but there's no&lt;br /&gt; one I know&lt;br /&gt; oh, this is torture, this is pain, it feels like I'm&lt;br /&gt; gonna go insane&lt;br /&gt; I hope you're coming back real soon, 'cause i don't&lt;br /&gt; know what to do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby when you're gone, I realize I'm in love&lt;br /&gt; days go on and on, and the nights just seem so long&lt;br /&gt; Even food don't taste that good, drink ain't doing&lt;br /&gt; what it should&lt;br /&gt; things just feel so wrong, baby when you're gone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby when you're gone, I realize I'm in love&lt;br /&gt; days go on and on and the nights just seem so long&lt;br /&gt; Even food don't taste that good, drink ain't doing&lt;br /&gt; what it should&lt;br /&gt; things just feel so wrong, baby when you're gone&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/29798889-12959680840530087?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/12959680840530087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=12959680840530087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/12959680840530087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/12959680840530087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2009/09/nights-just-seem-so-long.html' title='the nights just seem so long'/><author><name>Free</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15762855679704136468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/Sp9b8aEqJyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WwS59QTwEuQ/s72-c/DSCN1734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-781828485028488926</id><published>2009-09-02T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:10:53.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forró do muído</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/Sp7Q8TjY0yI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qBSJLGRcQis/s1600-h/cunhado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/Sp7Q8TjY0yI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qBSJLGRcQis/s320/cunhado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376964739586380578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cabecalho" class="cor_2"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 127.7%;"&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"&gt;Mente Tão Bem&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;h2&gt;&lt;a id="identificador_artista" href="http://letras.terra.com.br/forro-do-muido/"&gt;Forró do Muído&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;small&gt;Composição: Simone &amp;amp; Simaria&lt;/small&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Mente tão bem&lt;br /&gt; Que parecia verdade tudo que me falava&lt;br /&gt; E ainda estou te amando&lt;br /&gt; Mente tão bem&lt;br /&gt; Que eu cheguei a imaginar que esse amor era pra sempre&lt;br /&gt; Mas era torre de papel&lt;br /&gt; Mente tão bem...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Eu que planejei contigo uma vida inteira&lt;br /&gt; Queria te dar o sol, o ceú e a primavera&lt;br /&gt; Mas você brincou comigo, com o que eu sonhava&lt;br /&gt; Eu te dava tudo e tu não dava nada&lt;br /&gt; Não me dava nada&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Agora siga seu caminho e pare com esse jogo&lt;br /&gt; Você mentia na minha cara e eu sentia nojo&lt;br /&gt; Eu estava tão apaixonada que não enxergava&lt;br /&gt; Tudo era mentira era uma farsa, era uma farsa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Eu dizia: Te amo&lt;br /&gt; Você dizia: Eu quero&lt;br /&gt; Construir contigo uma vida inteira&lt;br /&gt; Prometo te amar, te dar meu paraíso&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Mente tão bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;  Que parecia verdade tudo que me falava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;  E ainda estou te amando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;  Mente tão bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;  Que eu cheguei a imaginar que esse amor era pra sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;  Mas era torre de papel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;  Mente tão bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-781828485028488926?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/781828485028488926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=781828485028488926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/781828485028488926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/781828485028488926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2009/09/forro-do-muido.html' title='Forró do muído'/><author><name>Free</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15762855679704136468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/Sp7Q8TjY0yI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qBSJLGRcQis/s72-c/cunhado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-8460066173804802633</id><published>2009-09-01T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:16:21.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vamos nos permitir.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/Sp1yaZueA8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/_1q2ei-UeNI/s1600-h/DSC01107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/Sp1yaZueA8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/_1q2ei-UeNI/s320/DSC01107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376579328058196930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cabecalho" class="cor_2"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 127.7%;"&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"&gt;Tempos Modernos&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;h2&gt;&lt;a id="identificador_artista" href="http://letras.terra.com.br/marisa-monte/"&gt;Marisa Monte&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Eu vejo a vida melhor no futuro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  Eu vejo isso por cima do muro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  de hipocrisia que insiste em nos rodear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  Eu vejo a vida mais farta e clara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  Repleta de toda a satisfação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  Que se tem direito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  Do firmamento ao chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  Eu quero crer no amor numa boa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  E que isso valha prá qualquer pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  Que realizar a força que tem uma paixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  Eu vejo um novo começo de era&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  De gente fina, elegante e sincera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  Com habilidade pra dizer mais sim do que não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  Hoje o tempo voa amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  Escorre pelas mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  Mesmo sem se sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  E não há tempo que volte amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  Vamos viver tudo o que há prá viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;  Vamos nos permitir.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;ps; hoje tem reabertura da Igreja da Sé.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Depois de quatro anos fechada para reforma, a Igreja da Sé reabre suas portas hoje, com uma vasta programação religiosa e cultural, que será realizada durante toda a semana. A data escolhida para a reinauguração é uma homenagem à Nossa Senhora de Belém, padroeira da cidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-8460066173804802633?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/8460066173804802633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=8460066173804802633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/8460066173804802633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/8460066173804802633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2009/09/vamos-nos-permitir.html' title='Vamos nos permitir.'/><author><name>Free</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15762855679704136468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/Sp1yaZueA8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/_1q2ei-UeNI/s72-c/DSC01107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-3352189836261660351</id><published>2009-08-29T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T14:29:37.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/SpmbqG1T8UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gD98pdfUmYs/s1600-h/DSCN1720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/SpmbqG1T8UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gD98pdfUmYs/s320/DSCN1720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375498777934426434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Adoro essa foto. Eu chamo ela de "A idade do céu". Acho a cara dessa música do Paulinho Moska. Tô morrendo de sono e tenho que ir pra uma apresentação de todas as nações do candomblé. E tô com preguiça aguda!Eita..agora querem usar o pc. hauhauaha..Fui pra mosqueiro hoje e fiquei sentada de baixo de uma arvore de frente pra praia. Tão bom.Sentir aquela brisa. Pegar uma energia boa. E assim quero ficar. com o coração sereno e tranquilo.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-3352189836261660351?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/3352189836261660351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=3352189836261660351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/3352189836261660351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/3352189836261660351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2009/08/adoro-essa-foto.html' title=''/><author><name>Free</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15762855679704136468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7GidzRXPYU/SpmbqG1T8UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gD98pdfUmYs/s72-c/DSCN1720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-5261901575695190048</id><published>2009-08-15T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T14:21:19.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicidade!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SoclguDEA9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/6I7LmhO5S5w/s1600-h/Fotos+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SoclguDEA9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/6I7LmhO5S5w/s320/Fotos+021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370302324709524434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Eu amo o cheiro do seu cabelo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  Eu amo o nosso amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  Assim sem dor-de-cotovelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  Vamos pra bem longe daqui,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  O vira-lata e a gata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  Meu bem, pode levar o novelo." Frejat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nova fase. "mas é tudo novo de novo.." sim. Mais tranquila,mais disposta,mais Feliz..&lt;br /&gt;com coragem.&lt;br /&gt;vivendo,aprendendo,se fudendo e levantando,reconstruindo tudo mais uma vez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ainda sim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pq é o que me poe de pé,é o que me da coragem,é o que me faz querer sempre mais.&lt;br /&gt;Minha fé..&lt;br /&gt;minha alegria..&lt;br /&gt;Minha paciencia(quem diria!)..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-5261901575695190048?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/5261901575695190048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=5261901575695190048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/5261901575695190048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/5261901575695190048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2009/08/felicidade.html' title='Felicidade!'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SoclguDEA9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/6I7LmhO5S5w/s72-c/Fotos+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-4989228699670377354</id><published>2008-12-28T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T08:39:17.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Estrela Cadente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SVerUlIX-kI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HrXUZygTJHU/s1600-h/menatal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SVerUlIX-kI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HrXUZygTJHU/s320/menatal.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284881057795537474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;'Sente o céu e esse é o luar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; Que eu quero ver no teu olhar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; Eu só queria ter você pra mim'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Noite foi boa. Uma garrafa de redlabel pra 4 pessoas e 1 dadinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;amigos de longa data,risadas,historias,abraços e muita felicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me senti leve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Alegre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;#)~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;E esse final de ano tá sendo muito bom,acho que alguma coisa nesse ano tinha que prestar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Recebi minhas doses de juízo em pó nas veias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;junto um bucado de endorfina. Sim amor. minha endorfina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;E meu coração bobo teima em dizer que tudo ficará bem. Ou seria minha intuição?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ou seria o céu conspirando?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Não sei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ainda busco respostas. Não de uma forma avassaladora..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mas justa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;E desse ano levo apenas aquilo que me fez mudar,que me fez repensar e que me fez acreditar mais uma vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;#)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;A todos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Feliz ano novo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-4989228699670377354?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/4989228699670377354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=4989228699670377354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/4989228699670377354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/4989228699670377354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2008/12/estrela-cadente.html' title='Estrela Cadente'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SVerUlIX-kI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HrXUZygTJHU/s72-c/menatal.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-4646763725216836016</id><published>2008-12-21T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T09:02:29.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of control</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SU52j3pM7oI/AAAAAAAAAEk/QPXLY7YV4K0/s1600-h/07.12.08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SU52j3pM7oI/AAAAAAAAAEk/QPXLY7YV4K0/s320/07.12.08+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282289771556433538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Eu vou te levar pro mar&lt;br /&gt;Nas pedras eu vou te amar&lt;br /&gt;E ao ver o sol se pôr&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou te matar de amor&lt;br /&gt;E eu vou te levar pro céu&lt;br /&gt;Pra onde você quiser&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho um beck pra depois&lt;br /&gt;Pra brindar o infinito de nós dois,&lt;br /&gt;De nós dois, de nós dois'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me namora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cada minuto é muito tempo sem você.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-4646763725216836016?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/4646763725216836016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=4646763725216836016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/4646763725216836016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/4646763725216836016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2008/12/out-of-control.html' title='Out of control'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SU52j3pM7oI/AAAAAAAAAEk/QPXLY7YV4K0/s72-c/07.12.08+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-3959076676186697080</id><published>2008-12-17T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:44:53.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O ano tá acabando!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SUnwo4hvhCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3SlEfKj0nJc/s1600-h/euhauhauahuaha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SUnwo4hvhCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3SlEfKj0nJc/s320/euhauhauahuaha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281016623227962402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eita..&lt;br /&gt;voltando ao blog.&lt;br /&gt;Madrugada solitaria.&lt;br /&gt;Tentei dormir..nao consegui.&lt;br /&gt;Pensando,pensando,pensando..&lt;br /&gt;perdi o sono.&lt;br /&gt;Resolvo então vir pra cá..&lt;br /&gt;Deu vontadezinha de escrever.&lt;br /&gt;Ah..&lt;br /&gt;to tão feliz esses tempos.&lt;br /&gt;E me lembro que muitas noites rezava,pedindo aos céus apenas um final de ano melhorzinho..&lt;br /&gt;Ele me deu.Foi fiel. E não me deu um "melhorzinho"..ele me deu algo que nunca vou esquecer.. e ficava me perguntando: "É real tudo isso hein?"...acho que ainda tô meio fora de orbita..&lt;br /&gt;rs..&lt;br /&gt;Claro,nem tudo é tão facil assim...&lt;br /&gt;mas sinto que se começa um novo ciclo... e eu até gosto disso..&lt;br /&gt;me sinto segura pra fazer as coisas que quero,as coisas que gosto e o que é necessario fazer..&lt;br /&gt;tô com a cabeça fria,voltei uma pessoa mais séria,voltei melhor.&lt;br /&gt;E eu tô disposta a mudar saca?&lt;br /&gt;enfim..&lt;br /&gt;amanha levanto cedo pra deixar minhas amigas na rodoviaria..tão bom estar com elas. tão bom..trago um pouco delas comigo. me sinto em casa. e é incrivel,pq nao moramos na mesma cidade,nao temos aquele contato fisico...mas me sinto tão bem.&lt;br /&gt;enfim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vem que eu conto os dias contos as horas pra te ver. Eu nao consigo te esquecer. cada minuto é mto tempo sem você..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-3959076676186697080?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/3959076676186697080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=3959076676186697080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/3959076676186697080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/3959076676186697080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2008/12/o-ano-t-acabando.html' title='O ano tá acabando!'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SUnwo4hvhCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3SlEfKj0nJc/s72-c/euhauhauahuaha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-5077578079129644993</id><published>2008-10-27T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:17:31.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interior do meu EU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SQagMx4DPfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/mrGbusRbKac/s1600-h/DSCN3331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SQagMx4DPfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/mrGbusRbKac/s320/DSCN3331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262069356036308466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'Olhar o mar. O céu e as estrelas. E poder sentir paz,conforto..&lt;br /&gt;E sentir o vai e vem das ondas.&lt;br /&gt;Sentir a Brisa.&lt;br /&gt;E se perder nos pensamentos..&lt;br /&gt;É sentir a graça de DEUS. A graça da Vida.&lt;br /&gt;É respirar fundo,olhar a única estrela brilhar no céu.&lt;br /&gt;É se sentir capaz.É ter esperança de dias melhores e acreditar.&lt;br /&gt;É ouvir uma canção.&lt;br /&gt;É ter os olhos postados no infinito 'sem porque nem pra que'.&lt;br /&gt;É sentir toda a liberdade dentro do peito gritar.  gritar,gritar e gritar&lt;br /&gt;clamando pela a luz lá de fora.&lt;br /&gt;É almejar sem martirio.&lt;br /&gt;É ver um boto tucuxi e viajar nos pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;Tão inertes a eles,a ponto de tomar um banho de maré sem perceber&lt;br /&gt;e ainda sim&lt;br /&gt;ficar absorta nos pensamentos.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Carla Couto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah..&lt;br /&gt;escrevi isso numa tarde de sabado olhando o Rio..qndo terminei de ler nao sabia sobre oq estava escrevendo..mas escrito está.então tá valendo...&lt;br /&gt;Beijos,&lt;br /&gt;Beijos..&lt;br /&gt;e BEIJOS!&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-5077578079129644993?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/5077578079129644993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=5077578079129644993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/5077578079129644993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/5077578079129644993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2008/10/interior-do-meu-eu.html' title='Interior do meu EU!'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SQagMx4DPfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/mrGbusRbKac/s72-c/DSCN3331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-1496252373092290442</id><published>2008-09-20T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:42:23.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida me ensinou a nunca desisti. nem ganhar nem perder mas procurar EVOLUIR.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SNXrfFDHO4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/buhObBFJyuA/s1600-h/DSCN3530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SNXrfFDHO4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/buhObBFJyuA/s320/DSCN3530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248359859933887362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afinidade acontece. um mesmo signo, um mesmo par de&lt;br /&gt;Sapatos caramelo, um mesmo livro de cabeceira.&lt;br /&gt;Afinidade acontece entre seres humanos. a mesma frase&lt;br /&gt;Dita ao mesmo tempo, o diálogo mudo dos olhares e a&lt;br /&gt;Certeza das semelhanças entre o que se canta e o que&lt;br /&gt;Se escreve. afinação acontece. um mesmo acorde, um&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo som, uma mesma harmonia. afinação acontece entre&lt;br /&gt;Instrumentos musicais. a mesma nota repetidas vezes, a&lt;br /&gt;Busca pela perfeição sonora e a certeza das&lt;br /&gt;Similaridades entre um tom acima e um tom abaixo. a&lt;br /&gt;Incrível mágica acontece quando os instrumentos&lt;br /&gt;Musicais descobrem afinidades humanas entre si no&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo instante em que os seres humanos descobrem&lt;br /&gt;Afinações musicais dentro deles mesmos.&lt;br /&gt;_______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E acredite,as vezes as melodias,e notas acabam entre si e dentro de si nos seres humanos.&lt;br /&gt;O que acontece depois de uma melodia triste?&lt;br /&gt;Provavelmente uma bela canção vem para se eternizar mais uma nova estoria.&lt;br /&gt;E enquanto minha afinação bater com a sua,o mundo gira devagar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas se errar,não chore,se no meu samba não tiver uma nota pra você.&lt;br /&gt;________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog blog blog.&lt;br /&gt;LOve it.&lt;br /&gt;Até mais&lt;br /&gt;Couto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-1496252373092290442?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/1496252373092290442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=1496252373092290442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/1496252373092290442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/1496252373092290442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2008/09/vida-me-ensinou-nunca-desisti-nem.html' title='A vida me ensinou a nunca desisti. nem ganhar nem perder mas procurar EVOLUIR.'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SNXrfFDHO4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/buhObBFJyuA/s72-c/DSCN3530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-5684130416697488943</id><published>2008-09-07T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T23:23:06.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You could be happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SMTEtfRERuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/FAQJAJYBe6E/s1600-h/C%C3%B3pia+de+DSC02062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SMTEtfRERuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/FAQJAJYBe6E/s320/C%C3%B3pia+de+DSC02062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243532151932339938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vai fazer um ano..e acho que essa música se encaixa.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje tive um dia muito bom..&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo que as lágrimas brotem quando eu penso no passado,&lt;br /&gt;não olho pra tras..&lt;br /&gt;É isso aí.&lt;br /&gt;Meu Advogado são os meus bons pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;Até breve.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você Poderia Estar Feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você poderia estar feliz e eu não vou saber&lt;br /&gt;Mas você não estava feliz no dia em que te vi partir&lt;br /&gt;E todas as coisas que queria não ter dito&lt;br /&gt;Passam até enlouquecer na minha cabeça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É muito tarde para te lembrar como nós éramos?&lt;br /&gt;Mas não os nossos últimos dias de silêncio, gritos, borrões&lt;br /&gt;A maior parte do que eu lembro me faz certo de que&lt;br /&gt;Eu deveria ter impedido você de sair pela porta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você poderia estar feliz, eu espero que esteja&lt;br /&gt;Você me fez mais feliz do que eu jamais fui.&lt;br /&gt;E de alguma maneira tudo o que eu tenho cheira a você&lt;br /&gt;E pelo mais curto momento, tudo não é verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faça as coisas que você sempre quis&lt;br /&gt;Sem eu lá para te impedir, não pense, apenas faça&lt;br /&gt;Mais do que qualquer coisa eu quero ver você ir&lt;br /&gt;Tirar uma gloriosa mordida do mundo inteiro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-5684130416697488943?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/5684130416697488943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=5684130416697488943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/5684130416697488943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/5684130416697488943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-could-be-happy.html' title='You could be happy!'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SMTEtfRERuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/FAQJAJYBe6E/s72-c/C%C3%B3pia+de+DSC02062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-5321227307257295505</id><published>2008-05-15T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T23:33:18.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>But i dont know how to say i love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SC0qnUZ421I/AAAAAAAAADs/pptuuPuB9SA/s1600-h/DSCN1297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SC0qnUZ421I/AAAAAAAAADs/pptuuPuB9SA/s320/DSCN1297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200859999663348562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu não dizer,te amo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu não sei hablar! eu não sei hablar! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;te amo te amo te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E hoje vou pro show do Frejat,o Tão esperado show do Frejat.&lt;br /&gt;Suas canções embalaram muitos momentos e situações da minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto um gosto de nostalgia na minha boca.&lt;br /&gt;Noites no escuro do quarto,escutando o som bem baixinho,com as músicas rolando.&lt;br /&gt;E abro um sorriso,e penso em tudo o que vivi,e penso em como feliz sou de ter vivido e de ter ficado pra tras,em ter seguido o meu caminho e aprendido muito. por bem ou por mal a gente sempre aprende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Nosso encontro aconteceu como eu imaginava&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Você não me reconheceu, mas fingiu que não era nada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu sei que alguma coisa minha, em você ficou guardada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Como num filme mudo antes da invenção das palavras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E hoje o impossivel me espera do lado de lá,eu salto pro alto eu vou em frente,de volta pro presente! :) vai ser uma noite muito boa,meu paizinho promete!=)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Abraços.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-5321227307257295505?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/5321227307257295505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=5321227307257295505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/5321227307257295505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/5321227307257295505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2008/05/but-i-dont-know-how-to-say-i-love-you.html' title='But i dont know how to say i love you'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SC0qnUZ421I/AAAAAAAAADs/pptuuPuB9SA/s72-c/DSCN1297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-4427822184052417375</id><published>2008-04-24T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T12:54:29.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu tiro onda pra onda não me tirar!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SBDlMb4IteI/AAAAAAAAADk/v8XxrN35L_Q/s1600-h/DSC01354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SBDlMb4IteI/AAAAAAAAADk/v8XxrN35L_Q/s320/DSC01354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192902372162581986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 id="sz"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Amado - Vanessa Da Mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p id="cmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Composição: Vanessa da Mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Como pode ser gostar de alguém&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; E esse tal alguém não ser seu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Fico desejando nós gastando o mar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Pôr do sol, postal, mais ninguém&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Peço tanto a Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Para esquecer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Mas só de pedir me lembro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Minha linda flor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Meu jasmim será&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Meus melhores beijos serão seus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Sinto que você é ligado a mim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Sempre que estou indo, volto atrás&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Estou entregue a ponto de estar sempre só&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Esperando um sim ou nunca mais&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;É tanta graça lá fora passa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; O tempo sem você&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Mas pode sim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Ser sim amado e tudo acontecer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sinto absoluto o dom de existir, não há solidão, nem pena&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Nessa doação, milagres do amor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Sinto uma extensão divina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;É tanta graça lá fora passa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; O tempo sem você&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; Mas pode sim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; Ser sim amado e tudo acontecer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; Quero dançar com você&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; Dançar com você&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; Quero dançar com você&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; Dançar com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Acho linda essa música. Por aqui comigo tudo bem. A semana passou voando e eu voei junto com ela. Sem muita disposição pro mundo. Sem muita coragem. Uma preguiça tremenda.. Espero que ao menos no final de semana isso mude. AAAAAAAAAAAAA..um coisa boa aconteceu noite passada..mas num posso falar =X heiuehoeiheihe foi " a coisa boa" .. No mais,com dois projetos de vida em andamento!!! agora vai!!! ehehehe RUMO A VITORIA SEMPRE! Que São Jorge me proteja!!!! AMÉM! ehhee ;) beijos beijos beijos beijos beijos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/29798889-4427822184052417375?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/4427822184052417375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=4427822184052417375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/4427822184052417375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/4427822184052417375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2008/04/eu-tiro-onda-pra-onda-no-me-tirar.html' title='Eu tiro onda pra onda não me tirar!!!'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SBDlMb4IteI/AAAAAAAAADk/v8XxrN35L_Q/s72-c/DSC01354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-2936925786699680149</id><published>2008-04-19T11:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T12:00:01.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra você solidão!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SApA53pppcI/AAAAAAAAADc/hJeiFhAc_R0/s1600-h/DSCN1720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SApA53pppcI/AAAAAAAAADc/hJeiFhAc_R0/s320/DSCN1720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191032883433285058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Escrevendo esse post ao som de The Smiths this charming man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tempos que não posto!&lt;br /&gt;Tava vendo..desde janeiro..nouSSa..&lt;br /&gt;assim,&lt;br /&gt;sem muita coisa pra contar. Apenas vivendo e aprendendo.&lt;br /&gt;Feliz pq tô estudando e batalhando pelo meu estágio..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimo post falei sobre confiar nas pessoas. Admito que muita coisa nao mudou de lá pra cá,mas confesso que aprendi que a vida é ciclica. Que é necessário deixar coisas,lugares e pessoas pra traz. É aquela coisa,quem quiser me acompanhar,sendo alguém sincero,justo e sem ter carater duvidoso eu levo comigo nas costas,até na cabeça se der.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida é uma questão de atitude,de escolhas,e não dá pra ficar no muro olhando a vida passar.Não existe meio termo pra isso. Pode parecer um papo meio 8 ou 80,no qual acho que não se resuma a isso.. O mais bacana é que sinto como se eu evoluisse a cada decisão tomada,seja ela certa ou não(só o tempo dirá) eu sempre sinto que estou fazendo o melhor.&lt;br /&gt;E deixar pessoas e situações no passado não quer dizer,que vc não sinta nada,que você não pense,que você não deseje coisas boas, que você não lembre de cada momentinho feliz construido e vivido ao lado da pessoa,daquele lugar que você escutou um "eu te amo",de uma música,de uma gargalhada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afinal,oq a gente leva daqui,e o que se deve guardar, são os bons momentos. E quando a dor apertar,qndo a saudade chegar..faça uma oração,respire fundo,feche os olhos. DEUS olha por nos nesse momento.A lágrima pode cair. Daí vc levanta a cabeça e olha pro horizonte de novo. Quando vc menos esperar,está tudo reconstruído,com outras pessoas.com outros lugares.com outras gargalhadas.com outros "EUs" contido em você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segue abaixo um texto que eu gosto muito!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#40020f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;     Cada um que passa em nossa vida,&lt;br /&gt;   Passa sozinho ....&lt;br /&gt;   Porque cada pessoa é única pra nós,&lt;br /&gt;   E nenhuma substitui a outra...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Cada um que passa em nossa vida,&lt;br /&gt;   Passa sozinho,&lt;br /&gt;   Mas não vai só...&lt;br /&gt;   Cada um que passa em nossa vida,&lt;br /&gt;   Leva um pouco de nós mesmos,&lt;br /&gt;   E nos deixa um pouco de si mesmo...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Há os que levam muito,&lt;br /&gt;   Mas não há os que não levam nada...&lt;br /&gt;   Há os que deixam muito,&lt;br /&gt;   Mas não há os que não deixam nada..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Esta é a mais bela realidade da vida.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   A prova tremenda da importância de cada um,&lt;br /&gt;   É que ninguém se aproxima do outro por acaso...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   (Antoine de Saint-Exupéry)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-2936925786699680149?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/2936925786699680149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=2936925786699680149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/2936925786699680149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/2936925786699680149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2008/04/pra-voc-solido.html' title='Pra você solidão!'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SApA53pppcI/AAAAAAAAADc/hJeiFhAc_R0/s72-c/DSCN1720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-579547787446738901</id><published>2008-01-24T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T20:25:54.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>=) Eu continuo tentando insistindo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/R5lkvpULZhI/AAAAAAAAADU/WEPXkADcCws/s1600-h/DSCN4018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/R5lkvpULZhI/AAAAAAAAADU/WEPXkADcCws/s320/DSCN4018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159265617836729874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje conversando com o meu namorado,&lt;br /&gt;Disse a ele:&lt;br /&gt;Amor,As vezes sinto vontade de não confiar mais nas pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;Ele como sempre,atento as minhas palavras..&lt;br /&gt;Pensou um pouco e disse que eu não podia generalizar.&lt;br /&gt;Que errar é humano.&lt;br /&gt;Mas daí vem outra questão.&lt;br /&gt;Até quando errar é humano?&lt;br /&gt;Alguns erros,são feitos com bastante consciencia do que se esta fazendo.&lt;br /&gt;O grande problema,é que as pessoas são suficientemente egoistas e nada humildes.&lt;br /&gt;Mentir já nem é mais um erro..já se faz da mentira algo natural.&lt;br /&gt;Mas até onde mentir "pra não magoar" alguém ou omitir pode trazer consequencias boas?&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei. Mas todo e qualquer movimento contrario a Lei do amor,a respeitar o proximo, vai de contra tudo aquilo que eu creio.&lt;br /&gt;Porém acho que não devo perder a fé. Pq realmente,nem todas as pessoas são ruins. Entretanto, quero pra mim pessoas sinceras. As vezes me pergunto se é pedir demais. Se realmente estou querendo algo que é inatingivel.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda bem que enquanto conversavamos,Eu ganhava beijos,ganhava carinho,ganhava Olhares cheio de ternura e de amor.E a vida ficava mais leve a cada sorriso teu amor.&lt;br /&gt;ah..&lt;br /&gt;E o amor..&lt;br /&gt;Quando ele é sincero,ele tem um sabor único..&lt;br /&gt;Poderia provar de muitos sabores..&lt;br /&gt;mas com aquele gosto que ficou na minha boca..&lt;br /&gt;dificil encontrar sabor igual..&lt;br /&gt;é iSso.&lt;br /&gt;volto logo prometo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-579547787446738901?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/579547787446738901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=579547787446738901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/579547787446738901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/579547787446738901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2008/01/eu-continuo-tentando-insistindo.html' title='=) Eu continuo tentando insistindo.'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/R5lkvpULZhI/AAAAAAAAADU/WEPXkADcCws/s72-c/DSCN4018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-4863440391190070698</id><published>2008-01-22T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T01:28:25.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mas é tudo novo de novo. Vamos começar de onde já partimos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/R5W0LIJuTmI/AAAAAAAAADM/k-5YbOXfvVg/s1600-h/DSCN1149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/R5W0LIJuTmI/AAAAAAAAADM/k-5YbOXfvVg/s320/DSCN1149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158227051482599010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Só cara de mal na foto..hauihaiouha. Quem me conhece sabe o quanto de alegria eu levo comigo.&lt;br /&gt;O ano virou,e eu virei de costa pra tudo aquilo que me marcou de uma forma negativa.&lt;br /&gt;As vezes é necessario deixar pessoas e lugares simplesmente em algum lugar no tempo. Só assim a gente cresce e também ajuda a evoluir.&lt;br /&gt;É a velha frase: Vivendo e aprendendo. E eu completaria: se fudendo e se levantando mais uma vez..&lt;br /&gt;A vida é feito disso mesmo. De ciclos,de recomeços. Alguns a gente sofre,sofre e sofre mais uma vez. Até que se vê que é melhor deixar estar. E quando se começa uma nova era, percebe-se que tudo pode ser melhor,que ainda pode ser ir mais Longe.&lt;br /&gt;E especialmente esse ano de 2008 eu quero muitas vitorias,e vou atras de todas elas, Vivendo,aprendendo,se fudendo e me levantando novamente.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca esquecendo que todas as minhas escolhas implicam direta ou indiretamente numa renuncia..Mas feliz vou pelo caminho. Melhor ainda,quando se pode sentir o aroma da flor.&lt;br /&gt;Com calma,uma coisa de cada vez e eu vou ganhando espaço..e um dia ainda chego aonde os meus sonhos tanto me fazem suspirar.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;de coração e de alma pura..&lt;br /&gt;Com um amor no peito&lt;br /&gt;sinto as boas vibrações se propagarem..&lt;br /&gt;..E eu aqui contando um pouco do que eu sei pra vocês.&lt;br /&gt;Axé&lt;br /&gt;que meu pai Oxalá abençõe sempre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-4863440391190070698?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/4863440391190070698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=4863440391190070698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/4863440391190070698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/4863440391190070698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2008/01/mas-tudo-novo-de-novo-vamos-comear-de.html' title='Mas é tudo novo de novo. Vamos começar de onde já partimos.'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/R5W0LIJuTmI/AAAAAAAAADM/k-5YbOXfvVg/s72-c/DSCN1149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-526177544287179556</id><published>2007-12-05T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T00:57:28.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Na madrugada..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/R1ZnXgy-QBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/U3A2352OKNM/s1600-h/arevor%C3%A9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/R1ZnXgy-QBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/U3A2352OKNM/s320/arevor%C3%A9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140409678328381458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;=) Tempão sem postar nada.. agoura são seis horas da manha. sem conseguir dormir,resolver fazer umas fotos..Eis então que me deparei com a arvore de natal montada. Confesso que ando tão desligada que nem me toquei que o ano tá acabando..&lt;br /&gt;Enfim..tá acabando! UFA! ... E sabe o que eu peço pro papai noel? Por favorrrrr um Ano melhor que esses ultimos 7. heioheiheihee..não foi tão mal mas podia ser pior..&lt;br /&gt;E que venha Natal,Ano novo,Que venha muita paz,muitos amores,muito amor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é isso..agora que lembrei da senha volto ao blog! Beijos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-526177544287179556?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/526177544287179556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=526177544287179556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/526177544287179556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/526177544287179556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/12/na-madrugada.html' title='Na madrugada..'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/R1ZnXgy-QBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/U3A2352OKNM/s72-c/arevor%C3%A9.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-6699790030594888576</id><published>2007-08-25T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T15:59:26.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falow!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RtC0LM3IKtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/z037dTRkBtM/s1600-h/DSCN1843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RtC0LM3IKtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/z037dTRkBtM/s320/DSCN1843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102776482334780114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A cada dia que passa,parece que sei ao certo o que quero pra minha Vida.&lt;br /&gt;E o que eu quero é respeito,lealdade e sinceridade.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez por ser assim,comunicativa e falar tudo o que eu penso,talvez por isso me ferre e acabe magoando as pessoas,não sou a dona da verdade,mas um ponto forte na minha personalidade é ser alguém que não suporta comodidade,analitica e critica. Mas isso não me faz uma pessoa chata ou desagradavel,porque é daí que tiro as minhas piadas pra encarar a vida sorrindo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que nunca se deve perder o humor.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que chorar é necessário pra aliviar as dores da alma...&lt;br /&gt;e não importa nada,nem o que vão pensar,apenas chore...&lt;br /&gt;chorar funciona como um ansiolitico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pras pesssoas ignorantes,indecisas,burras,mesquinhas e metidas  eu deixo um singelo  Abraço e um  "Falow" como o da foto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo aos amigos que mesmo longe sempre me escutam e me fortalecem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-6699790030594888576?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/6699790030594888576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=6699790030594888576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/6699790030594888576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/6699790030594888576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/08/falow.html' title='Falow!!'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RtC0LM3IKtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/z037dTRkBtM/s72-c/DSCN1843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-7915151053979090669</id><published>2007-07-06T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T02:51:55.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='férias.'/><title type='text'>Meu Deus o tempo passa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Ro4Qq3QF7pI/AAAAAAAAACc/BC_NHEBNt1E/s1600-h/tchurma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084019357919866514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Ro4Qq3QF7pI/AAAAAAAAACc/BC_NHEBNt1E/s320/tchurma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E vai fzr 1 ano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ai que saudades me dáááá. Do bate papo,do disse-me-disse......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dos passeios,das gargalhadas,do crepe lá do patio Brasil,do por do sol,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;do Arena,Andrea,filipo,vinicius,diego,Suri,bibi,kk,hevin e Alegria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saudades de ligar o som no ultimo volume,de revirar Brasilia,de beber e rir um da cara do outro,de subir no sofá da casa alheia e rebolar,Daquele park no meio da cidade, de querer explodir onde o lula finge que trabalha,de bater zilhões de fotos,de comer uma bomba....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiiii que saudades me dá. Pena que esse julho os planos são outros. Mas desse ano não passa! Juro,volto aí nem que seja pra passar 7 dias pelo congreSSo de comunicação que vai rolar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enfim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amo a tudo e a todos,e preparem-se o plano de morrar na estrutural ainda prevalece!!! RSRSRSRS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;=***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carla Couto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: to zarpando pro litoral! Boas férias!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-7915151053979090669?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/7915151053979090669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=7915151053979090669' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/7915151053979090669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/7915151053979090669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/07/meu-deus-o-tempo-passa.html' title='Meu Deus o tempo passa!'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Ro4Qq3QF7pI/AAAAAAAAACc/BC_NHEBNt1E/s72-c/tchurma.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-8209844312452188657</id><published>2007-06-23T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T12:48:57.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soldier of Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rn148o29akI/AAAAAAAAACM/HcSt0lR29eA/s1600-h/DSCN0705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079348937899207234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rn148o29akI/AAAAAAAAACM/HcSt0lR29eA/s320/DSCN0705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*Você pintou como um sonho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E eu fui atrás com tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Se isso são coisas do amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Acredito que estou vivendo em outro mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Como é que eu posso dizer não?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fugir do paraíso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Você me faz o que eu sou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caça e caçador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Você olha pra mim...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E é tão fácil mudar qualquer plano! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cada vez mais te amo , eu te amo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Eis a música que não sai da minha cabeça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;E tanta coisa passa pela mente,pelo coração..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;E tudo é tão incerto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;O que faço? Espero o destino ajeitar tudo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Espero que ele me bote no caminho certo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Me protejo como posso.As vezes de maneira brutal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mas com boas intenções.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;E não tentem entender..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As vezes nem eu me entendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;=*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&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/29798889-8209844312452188657?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/8209844312452188657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=8209844312452188657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/8209844312452188657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/8209844312452188657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/06/soldier-of-love.html' title='Soldier of Love.'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rn148o29akI/AAAAAAAAACM/HcSt0lR29eA/s72-c/DSCN0705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-6831951101424749481</id><published>2007-06-19T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T21:58:54.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu e minha viola.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RnixW429ajI/AAAAAAAAACE/BOVLaJv36YI/s1600-h/DSCN0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078003586638375474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RnixW429ajI/AAAAAAAAACE/BOVLaJv36YI/s320/DSCN0647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mesmo, se segure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quero que se cure Dessa pessoa Que o aconselha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Há um desencontro Veja por esse ponto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Há tantas pessoas especiais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um bom encontro é de dois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Vanessa e Ben Harper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Escutando essas músicas melancolicas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;pensamento indo e vindo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;saudade de coisas,lugares e pessoas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thats it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Beijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-6831951101424749481?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/6831951101424749481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=6831951101424749481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/6831951101424749481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/6831951101424749481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/06/eu-e-minha-viola.html' title='Eu e minha viola.'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RnixW429ajI/AAAAAAAAACE/BOVLaJv36YI/s72-c/DSCN0647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-3265669161832645346</id><published>2007-06-15T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T21:32:19.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiz essa cançaõ de coração pra vc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RnNj6I29aiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jkRi7fQ31L0/s1600-h/euviola2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076511055438244386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RnNj6I29aiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jkRi7fQ31L0/s320/euviola2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Se eu pudesse fazer uma canção para você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;com certeza ela teria tais versos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Não quero e não vou te perder"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"O tempo é senhor da razão" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Nossa amizade é perfeita e tem tudo pra durar até pelo menos pra sempre" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Foram só palavras e tudo o que eu sinto não mudará"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Aonde quer que eu vá levo você no olhar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Eu te amo,te amo e te amo" .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Como ainda não tive a capacidade de fazer tudo isso virar canção,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Esse post é pra dizer o quanto és Especial. Que confio em você e na sua Coragem. Eu to contigo pra tudo,absolutamente pra tudo. És uma pessoa de carater e valores que eu prezo, e que nada e nem ninguém pode tirar tudo o que construimos(em pouco tempo) de bom na nossa vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tenho zelo por ti e não sei te dizer não. Sua amizade me traz uma alegria incomensuravel,me faz pensar e repensar em tudo o que vivi antes com outras pessoas,que me fizeram pensar que eram amigas,mas no fundo hoje eu sei o que significa a palavra AMIZADE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sou grata por tua paciência,por me aceitar do jeito que eu sou(louca),por querer compartilhar tuas coisas e vida comigo,por acreditar em mim e na nossa amizade. Pelas Gargalhadas,pelas noites mal dormidas cheia de preocupação e principalmente pela certeza que sinto que tudo o que estamos vivendo não é em vão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fica aqui essa tentativa de registro....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Te amo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-3265669161832645346?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/3265669161832645346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=3265669161832645346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/3265669161832645346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/3265669161832645346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/06/fiz-essa-cana-de-corao-pra-vc.html' title='Fiz essa cançaõ de coração pra vc.'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RnNj6I29aiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jkRi7fQ31L0/s72-c/euviola2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-6534586793820503002</id><published>2007-06-04T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T16:19:02.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oxalá me proteja.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RmSdtY29ahI/AAAAAAAAAB0/3NSxOYFbroo/s1600-h/DSCN0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072352483418663442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RmSdtY29ahI/AAAAAAAAAB0/3NSxOYFbroo/s320/DSCN0353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou seguindo o meu caminho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;e por mais que as pessoas não entendam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;é o meu coração que pedi pra fzr isso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apesar de todo o preconceito contra as religiões Afros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu jamais entraria numa religião da qual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu não compartilhasse com as atitudes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estou com um pé no candomblé,e lá me faz bem. É isso que importa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-6534586793820503002?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/6534586793820503002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=6534586793820503002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/6534586793820503002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/6534586793820503002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/06/oxal-me-proteja.html' title='Oxalá me proteja.'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RmSdtY29ahI/AAAAAAAAAB0/3NSxOYFbroo/s72-c/DSCN0353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-4435925232784773384</id><published>2007-06-02T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T11:44:43.548-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mami'/><title type='text'>Pq eu Preciso dela SOu dela Sem ela eu vou.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RmG5NqDWB3I/AAAAAAAAABs/Xuny8M-Ebf0/s1600-h/mae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071538299673642866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RmG5NqDWB3I/AAAAAAAAABs/Xuny8M-Ebf0/s320/mae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A chata que eu mais amo nessa vida.&lt;br /&gt;Pq vai ser mala e pegar no meu pé como ela pega assim lá na china..&lt;br /&gt;Mas o amor é tão sincero,tão puro que não vivo sem!&lt;br /&gt;Sempre preocupada e atenciosa comigo..&lt;br /&gt;Ah mãe! Se todas as mães fosSem iguais a vc..&lt;br /&gt;Sou muito feliz por te ter. E nessa estrada que trilho fostes a única&lt;br /&gt;que nunca saistes do meu lado,por mais que algumas vezes eu tenha falhado.&lt;br /&gt;Vc sempre estava lá..pra me apoiar ou pra me xingar,mas sempre lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia quando vc deixar de ser uma excluída digitalmente,vais poder lêr isso aqui e saber o quanto Eu te amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:feliz e calminha..Bom findi p/ vcs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-4435925232784773384?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/4435925232784773384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=4435925232784773384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/4435925232784773384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/4435925232784773384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/06/pq-eu-preciso-dela-sou-dela-sem-ela-eu.html' title='Pq eu Preciso dela SOu dela Sem ela eu vou.'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RmG5NqDWB3I/AAAAAAAAABs/Xuny8M-Ebf0/s72-c/mae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-4570239541027188516</id><published>2007-05-29T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T16:48:57.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tropa de elite osso duro de roer'/><title type='text'>Tropa de Elite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rly6-qDWB2I/AAAAAAAAABk/8RtRIM9wRRk/s1600-h/galera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070132866115307362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rly6-qDWB2I/AAAAAAAAABk/8RtRIM9wRRk/s320/galera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ainda não é a foto da minha apresentação..isso aí foi antes deu cantar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A tropa de elite reunida!..que bom..adoro a todos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;E estou melhor,se for parar pra pensar..já passei tanta coisa nessa vida..mas tanta..que só me basta sorrir,agradecer a Deus por tudo que me dá. Pelos amigos,pela familia maravilhosa..por tudo cara..e eh isso..Bola pra frente que atras vem gente! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Beijos =)&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/29798889-4570239541027188516?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/4570239541027188516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=4570239541027188516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/4570239541027188516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/4570239541027188516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/05/tropa-de-elite.html' title='Tropa de Elite'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rly6-qDWB2I/AAAAAAAAABk/8RtRIM9wRRk/s72-c/galera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-325718272854393086</id><published>2007-05-28T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T10:01:47.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O seu allstar combina com o meu preto de cano alto'/><title type='text'>Navegar é preciso se não a rotina te cansa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RlsJu6DWB1I/AAAAAAAAABc/j7G2RrqkV-0/s1600-h/allstar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069656506997540690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RlsJu6DWB1I/AAAAAAAAABc/j7G2RrqkV-0/s320/allstar.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Meu Allstar Velho de Guerra. Fim de semana cheio de aventuras. Amorosas ou Não mas cheio. Mente cheia,corpo cansado e coração vazio. Tudo parece desandar um pouco..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Faculdade atolada de provas já..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Final de semestre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dormir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sim,dormir..quando durmo vou pra um outro mundo..as vezes bem mais proveitoso que esse..rs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Paciência. Completamente sem. Chegando até ser um pouco grossa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Férias. é disso que preciso. Vou colocar minha mochila nas costas e zarpar pra praia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Enfim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fico por aqui e com essa música que não sai da minha viola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;=******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Quando a gente conversa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Contando casos, besteiras Tanta coisa em comum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Deixando escapar segredos E eu não sei que hora dizer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Me dá um medo, que medo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;E até o tempo passa arrastado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Só pra eu ficar do teu lado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Você me chora dores de outro amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Se abre e acaba comigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;E nessa novela eu não quero Ser teu amigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Eu preciso dizer que eu te amo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Te ganhar ou perder sem engano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;E eu preciso dizer que eu te amo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Tanto.......&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/29798889-325718272854393086?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/325718272854393086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=325718272854393086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/325718272854393086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/325718272854393086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/05/navegar-preciso-se-no-rotina-te-cansa.html' title='Navegar é preciso se não a rotina te cansa!'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RlsJu6DWB1I/AAAAAAAAABc/j7G2RrqkV-0/s72-c/allstar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-742830807272138349</id><published>2007-05-25T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T10:21:45.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=';-)'/><title type='text'>As manguinhas da Fap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rlca56DWB0I/AAAAAAAAABU/1KYIV1A0vZA/s1600-h/CAVY4JF9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068549487766931266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rlca56DWB0I/AAAAAAAAABU/1KYIV1A0vZA/s320/CAVY4JF9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;[Cuzinha e eu].jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Minha amiga linda,vadiando comigo pela universidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;E hoje eu me apresentei lá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Foi uma merda,cantei e toquei violao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fiquei nervosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;No final consegui relaxar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;heiuhueihie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;posto foto dessa proeza que fiz lá em breve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nossa música CUzinha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Te amo muito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;=========&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Quando a gente se encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tudo vai ser tão perfeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Eu quero te curtir demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;E eu vou aliviar Esse aperto do meu peito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Que vontade Não dá mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Se no telefone é bom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Imagina aqui bem perto Eu sentindo teu calor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sem medo de ser felizCom coração aberto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Com você eu to esperto Já me acostumei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Com teu jeitinho de falar no telefone besteirinhas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pra me provocar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Quando eu te pegar Você tá perdida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vai ser arrepender de um dia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ter me tirado do meu lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Peço por favor Não se apaixone Pois não sou aquele homem Que um dia o seu pai sonhou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Eu só tenho cara de santinho Sempre faço com jeitinho Coitada de quem acreditou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu prometo te dar carinho &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas gosto de ser sozinho Livre pra voar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem sabe um outro dia A gente possa se encontrar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De novo&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/29798889-742830807272138349?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/742830807272138349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=742830807272138349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/742830807272138349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/742830807272138349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/05/as-manguinhas-da-fap.html' title='As manguinhas da Fap.'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rlca56DWB0I/AAAAAAAAABU/1KYIV1A0vZA/s72-c/CAVY4JF9.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-8881897094669276946</id><published>2007-05-23T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T07:29:08.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de meio humor.'/><title type='text'>Preciso Passarinhar por aí.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RlRNjaDWBzI/AAAAAAAAABM/aGRhUT6wB78/s1600-h/carla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067760751382759218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RlRNjaDWBzI/AAAAAAAAABM/aGRhUT6wB78/s320/carla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Essa é a verdade. Preciso pegar meu chapéu de pescador e sair por aí...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Como nunca mais fiz. Se apegar a coisas e pessoas tem sido uma constante na minha vida. Quando a melhor saída e se desapegar.JUlho se aproxima e eu vou voar por aí,sozinha com minha "muxilinha" nas costas e um mp3.Ver paisagens que nunca vi,respirar ares que nunca respirei,eternizar um novo por do sol. E por aí vou,seguindo o meu caminho ..longo a percorrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Ao lado,alguém que nunca me abandona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Seja eu, Seja eu, Deixa que eu seja eu.E aceita O que seja seu.Então deita e aceita eu.Molha eu, Seca eu, Deixa que eu seja o céuE receba O que seja seu.Anoiteça e amanheça eu.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-8881897094669276946?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/8881897094669276946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=8881897094669276946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/8881897094669276946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/8881897094669276946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/05/preciso-passarinhar-por.html' title='Preciso Passarinhar por aí.'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RlRNjaDWBzI/AAAAAAAAABM/aGRhUT6wB78/s72-c/carla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-5405126772661105525</id><published>2007-05-19T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T11:59:47.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E na parede do meu quarto..'/><title type='text'>Paixãozinha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rk9I6KDWBwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-sLBsDcQffA/s1600-h/DSCN0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066348269783090946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rk9I6KDWBwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-sLBsDcQffA/s320/DSCN0146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Carolina é uma menina bem difícil de esquecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Anda bonito e um brilho no olhar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tem um jeito adolescente que me faz enlouquecer E um molejo que não vou te enganar Maravilha feminina, meu docinho de pavê Inteligente, ela é muito sensual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Eu te confesso que estou apaixonado por você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ô Carolina isso é muito naturalÔ Carolina eu preciso de você Ô Carolina não vou suportar não te ver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ô Carolina eu preciso te falar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ô Carolina eu vou amar vocêDe segunda a segunda eu fico louco pra te ver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Quanto eu te ligo você quase nunca está &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Isso era outra coisa que eu queria te dizer não temos tempo então melhor deixar pra lá a princípio no Domingo o que você quer fazer faça um pedido que eu irei realizar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;olha aí amigo eu digo que ela só me dá prazer Essa mina Carolina é de abalar Ô Carolina eu preciso de você Ô Carolina não vou suportar não te ver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ô Carolina eu preciso te falar Ô Carolina eu vou amar você Carolina, CarolinaCarolina, preciso te encontrar Carolina, me sinto muito sóCarolina, preciso te dizer Ô Carolina eu só quero amar você Carol, Carol, Carol, ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;========&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bem que o nome desta canção poderia ser Tássia Almeida..hauihiauhiah mas nao ia rimar. AMiga,acho a música a tua cara.. Te amo viu paixãozinha,cuzinha do meu coração. Vc me transmite uma alegria sem noção.! =****************************************** com todo o meu carinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Carla Couto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;PS: Gostou do KIDBENGALA? 50cm de puro prazer! hAUIhUIAhIUAHiuAHiuhAUIhA &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/29798889-5405126772661105525?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/5405126772661105525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=5405126772661105525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/5405126772661105525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/5405126772661105525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/05/paixozinha.html' title='Paixãozinha.'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rk9I6KDWBwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-sLBsDcQffA/s72-c/DSCN0146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-405873439367904182</id><published>2007-05-18T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T11:04:05.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Na casa do Senhor nao existe satanas'/><title type='text'>Não aguenta bebe leite hehehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rk3pZKDWBvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-UhTGY8D3WM/s1600-h/DSCN0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065961774266058482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rk3pZKDWBvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-UhTGY8D3WM/s320/DSCN0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Em resposta ao post de Nay e Bibi... Viu Viu Viu como eu mudei? HAUhIAUhiHAhIAh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Eu encontrei Jesus..Encontrei Jesus..Encontrei Jesus!!!!!!! rs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;To tão light q é até de sojaaaaaaaa!!!!! RSRSRSRS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Saudade gurias,um dia a gente vai se encontrar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bjos Bom findi pra vcs!!!!!&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/29798889-405873439367904182?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/405873439367904182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=405873439367904182' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/405873439367904182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/405873439367904182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-aguenta-bebe-leite-hehehe.html' title='Não aguenta bebe leite hehehe'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rk3pZKDWBvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-UhTGY8D3WM/s72-c/DSCN0132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-7250225868994264140</id><published>2007-05-17T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:37:31.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O seu allstar combina com o meu preto de cano alto'/><title type='text'>Olhos nos Seus olhos e oq eu posso ver..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rkygm6DWBuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1rev_YTcVKc/s1600-h/DSCN1124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065600271163721442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rkygm6DWBuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1rev_YTcVKc/s320/DSCN1124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Meu humor tá melhor,to descansada,até que dormi bem esta noite.Acho que era nervosismo por ter tanta responsabilidade em fazer o editorial do jornal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;POr fim deu tudo certo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Preocupação mesmo apenas com a minha irmã,ontem fui pra casa dela dar uma força. As vezes a gente planeja uma coisa pro nosso futuro e não acontece como esperamos. Aí pergunto,me desespero ou vou a luta?Não sei vocês,mas eu me desespero e depois vou a luta. RS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Acho que quando um ciclo acaba ou algo que você muito quer não deu certo, é porque o acasoreserva algo bem melhor do que aquilo que esperavamos.O fato é que cruzar os braços e aceitartudo o que acontece, talvez não seja a melhor forma de encarar uma situação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Se você tem um problema não adianta fugir. Beber,fumar,fazer e falar merda não vai mudar muita coisa,porém quando se tem determinação,quando você encara a vida de igual pra igual as coisas ficam mais facies sua fé fica inabalada e algo chamado como onipotência toma conta da sua cabeça,do seu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;E é essa sensação que te joga pra frente quando você só quer andar para tras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Com boas doses de humor,paciência,humildade e calma tudo se resolve. Ah..claro..sem esquecer do tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Minha irmã,conta comigo sempre. Eu te amo de paixão,você é meu pillarzinho sempre que precisar estarei ao teu lado. =**** =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;PS: aiiiiiiiiiii to qse ligando pro cara vir instalar minha internet logo..hIUAHiuAhauisó sexta ou sabado..ennnnnfiiiiiiiiiiimmmm...pelo menos to feliz pq vou voltar a minha vidinhade internautinha rs.&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/29798889-7250225868994264140?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/7250225868994264140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=7250225868994264140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/7250225868994264140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/7250225868994264140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/05/olhos-nos-seus-olhos-e-oq-eu-posso-ver.html' title='Olhos nos Seus olhos e oq eu posso ver..'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/Rkygm6DWBuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1rev_YTcVKc/s72-c/DSCN1124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-7457454541721149749</id><published>2007-05-16T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T10:52:16.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cansada..cansada..e cansada.'/><title type='text'>Editorial ruleX..um Abraçoooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RktEdKDWBtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BYF4ZJLkrkU/s1600-h/DSCN0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065217473613530834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RktEdKDWBtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BYF4ZJLkrkU/s320/DSCN0127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O céu não tem limites.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E o meu amor também.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E nada disso existe,quando você não vem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;os dias passam num piscar de olhos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quero enxergar muito mais longe muito mais além mas nada tem sentido, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;não quando você não vem!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entenda, por favor minha fascinação que meu meu amor por ti é como ondas lá no Sal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De algodoal..yeah."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Esperando minha internet ser instalada. Consegui um preço baratinho..wireleSS..cola em mim que eu te boto na midia!rs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Atolada mas cheia de disposição pra encarar esse editorial. Vamos botar pra ferver essa parada,vai ser o melhor editorial da universidade..ou mudo o meu nome. rs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Pra aguentar essa correrria só uma dose de guarana bem geladinho e minhas meninas de ouro pra rir e esquecer do mundo. To cansada..olha na foto a minha olheira..to morta..dois dias que nao durmo direito..enfim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Na foto um "fAloW" pra galera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Grande beijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Carla Couto &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/29798889-7457454541721149749?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/7457454541721149749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=7457454541721149749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/7457454541721149749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/7457454541721149749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/05/editorial-rulexum-abraoooooo.html' title='Editorial ruleX..um Abraçoooooo'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RktEdKDWBtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BYF4ZJLkrkU/s72-c/DSCN0127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-1616471193538513166</id><published>2007-05-11T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T21:57:28.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vida Vida 9- zero.'/><title type='text'>Passarinhando por aí.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RkVJGsK-zoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1pPFmXrWXAI/s1600-h/S6000430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063533735333252738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RkVJGsK-zoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1pPFmXrWXAI/s320/S6000430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Como se o mar Entrasse em casa Lavasse as mágoas Nos trouxesse calma E a paz, a paz que há na gente E subitamente se esvai Quando a mente se perde ausente E quase naufraga Essa pequena jangada Que viaja nesse mar Eu levei pra casa Você me trouxe em casa Eu reencontrei A paz, a paz que há na gente E subitamente se esvai Quando a mente se perde ausente E quase naufraga Essa pequena jangada Que viaja nesse mar Que entrou lá em casa E nos trouxe a calma E deixou suas mágoas pra trás O que há com a gente?Por que é que a gente Não fica em paz No nosso lar, com a nossa gente?Por que é que a gente não casa?Você quer se casar?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;By Nando Reis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Viagem Furou. Tucuruí fica pra Proxima. Tá, já me conformei,to aqui na casa de mi amiguinha tocando uma viola,falando merda,enfim...no Clube da Los Chicas. Agora é sagrada toda sexta feira fazermos um programinha relex. A verdade é que não conseguimos nos separar. Amizade ultrapassou os portões da universidade. Tava com receio de não ser assim,de não encontrar as pessoas certas,de não consegui me adaptar.(Eu Não vou me adaptar). Agradavelmente tudo vai bem! Estou vivendo uma fase otima na FAP e estou solteira. O fato de estar só não me grila,nunca quis ficar só como eu quero agora. Depois desses 7 meses de termino definitivo com Moíses estou aprendendo a me conhecer e não quero nada Fútil na minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Amadurecer é assim mesmo,a gente faz um bucado de merda pra poder viver no futuro uma coisa bacana. No auge dos meus 21 anos agradeço a Deus por ter me dado a oportunidade de ter vivido bastante coisa..a maioria de momentos felizes e é isso que me faz querer viver um dia de cada vez conquistando pessoas e coisas aos poucos,tudo ao seu momento,e claro sem nunca deixar de levar uma palavra amiga e alegria pras pessoas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"E lembrando de chico comecei a pensar que eu me organizando posso desorganizar" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Um beijo meus Queridos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Carla Couto.&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/29798889-1616471193538513166?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/1616471193538513166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=1616471193538513166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/1616471193538513166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/1616471193538513166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/05/passarinhando-por.html' title='Passarinhando por aí.'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/RkVJGsK-zoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1pPFmXrWXAI/s72-c/S6000430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-4057757641294262685</id><published>2007-05-08T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T11:22:18.604-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vou Viajar.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Diga a Verdade ao menos uma vez na Vida você se apaixonou pelos os meus erros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cá estou na expectativa de ver engenheiros mais uma vez!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;O congresso vai ser interessante,enfim vamos conhecer a Eletronorte uma das maiores hidroeletricas do País mas o que eu quero mesmo é viajar. "Navegar é preciso se não a rotina te cansa".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Chego no dia das mães..um pouco depois da hora do almoço é verdade,porém minha super-mãe me entende(só sendo uma mae maravilhosa pra me entender).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bem,este post dedico a ela. Que é Linda. Mesmo quando briga comigo pq eu nao tomo os remedios no horario certo.(RS). Sempre querendo saber dos meus projetos,super atenciosa,protetora..acredito que muitas coisa de chato não acontecem comigo pq ela reza por mim e por ela. rs. E se pudesse mãe,te dava o mundo. Fico tranquila pq isso é função do Papai..se não eu tava fudida! hauihaiuha..Brincadeiras a parte,a mensagem que fica mesmo é a de amor. Incomensuravel. O amor que sinto por ti está acima de tudo e de todos. Sei que não sou aquela filha exemplar e patty como querias entretanto me amas com todo o meu radicalismo,seriedade e falta de paciência. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Axé pra todo mundo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-4057757641294262685?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/4057757641294262685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=4057757641294262685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/4057757641294262685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/4057757641294262685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/05/diga-verdade-ao-menos-uma-vez-na-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-2970238889745794317</id><published>2007-05-07T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T18:15:27.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luau'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;todo dia é assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;nem me lembro desde quando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;hoje não estou afimde seguir nenhum comando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;recebi o seu recadovocê só pode estar brincando&lt;br /&gt;hoje a noite é  plano Bpra variar e pra valer&lt;br /&gt;no limite é plano B pra variar e pra valerno limite é plano B&lt;br /&gt;todo dia é assimnem me lembro desde quando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;sem ensaio nem rascunhoo caminho a gente faz andando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;qual seria o plano B você está  se perguntando&lt;br /&gt;não existe plano B no limite é pra valer&lt;br /&gt;não existe plano B no limite é pra valernão existe plano B no limite é pra valer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;By Gessinger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Por uma brincadeira do destino,achei isso aqui novamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Li o que tinha postado. Achei engraçado e ironico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;A vida muda Tanto!..Nada como um plano B pra superar tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;A questão é! Com internet em casa novamente,vai dá pra atualizar,na sexta chega a wireleSS. PEna que não estarei aqui. Irei a um congresso em Tucurui(interior do estado),vou aproveitar pra conhecer a hidroeletrica,tomar banho de cachuuuuu..um relex. Afinal em tempos tão corridos,um banho de cachoeira pra levitar a alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;E por aqui vou ficando. Cansada. Mas bem. Feliz. E não me canso de dizer e espalhar isso aos 4 ventos,momentos assim não tem nem como esconder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Um abraço A todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;PS: Elas tbm fazem parte do Plano B. Bibis e Bel =) S2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-2970238889745794317?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/2970238889745794317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=2970238889745794317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/2970238889745794317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/2970238889745794317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2007/05/todo-dia-assim-nem-me-lembro-desde.html' title=''/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-115366952179647055</id><published>2006-07-23T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T08:45:21.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brasilia! =)</title><content type='html'>=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bom..rumo a minha Jornada,cá estou em Bsb city...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Desfrutando de tudo e de todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oq posso lhe dizer é que a cidade é limpa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;bonita,tem um céu maravilhoso,as pessoas sao formais..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;e vivem pra trabalhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;E eu?Aqui morgando...Nossa já fui em tanto lugar. Cara,aqui tudo é caro..tudo é inflacionado..mas deve ser pq o custo de vida aqui é alto..sei lá..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Estou esperando mesmo o show do Engenheiros do Havaii..E esperando o cleber chegar tbm..hUIAHuIHA =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ah,to com saudades de casa,do carinho do povo lá..aqui ninguem se abraça,ninguem se beija..=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Enfim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Bom amigos..sem saco pra escrever. Obrigada pela visita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;:*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-115366952179647055?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/115366952179647055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=115366952179647055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/115366952179647055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/115366952179647055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2006/07/brasilia.html' title='Brasilia! =)'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-115056732401262853</id><published>2006-06-17T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T11:02:04.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=))&lt;br /&gt;Fala pipou!&lt;br /&gt;Bom,vamos lá descorrer a respeito de Futebol. Simmmmmm,Futebol! Pq não? Eu gosto..&lt;br /&gt;Um bando de macho suado,gato,correndo pra lá e pra cá. Que diga as pernas do Roberto Carlos não?.&lt;br /&gt;O que vcs tão achando da nossa seleção?Odeio favoritismo mas AMO quando a Seleção Ganha a Copa! Nao soh por ser brasileira mas Pq sempre rola um baita festão! heheheehe =P&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade queria que alguma seleção Africana Ganhasse. Oh povo sofrido viu?? Parece até que Deus esqueceu de lá!Miseria,Fome,Aids..tudo oq não presta. Sabe oq acho lindo? Um africano sorrindo..é a tradução que a vida pode ser bem melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a Argentina?? Ah..eu tbm quero q eles se fodam. Eu só gosto deles pq sao cabeludos..Ora..eles tem garra,firmeza brabeza..assim q eu gosto! Rs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gente,Programação pro proximo jogo é a seguinte: Casa do Tio after vitoria do Brasi Doca né!...Sei lá nao to mt confiante que vamos ganhar a copa..mas pelo menos a seleção mostrou ser objetiva..ganhou de qlqr jeito..é isso que importa. E que tal q o Bussunda Morreu na alemanha? Caralho parece ate ironia né..Fico triste pela perda,afinal..eu dava gargalhadas com o Marrentinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um grande beijo a todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: prometo escrever algo mais decente da outra vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)))))))))))0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-115056732401262853?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/115056732401262853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=115056732401262853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/115056732401262853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/115056732401262853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2006/06/fala-pipou-bomvamos-l-descorrer.html' title=''/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29798889.post-115044653223889925</id><published>2006-06-16T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T01:28:52.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kraka...q vida!</title><content type='html'>Ué..&lt;br /&gt;se vc tá aqui,deve ser por um bom motivo.(ahhhhh sei q me curtes!!!!) risos..&lt;br /&gt;Bom..primeira postagem,tenho q dizer a verdade: Tava nem aí pra flog,blog,crog..ahuiahia =P Mas..nao sei q liga me deu q agora criei..Agora sao exatamente 5:30 da matina,ainda não dormir! Pq certa mensagem quase me mata do coração(Dani,sabias q tenho insonia?Ahhh e tu sabias q eu tava quase Dormindo?Ia dormir cedo filha,soh te dando uns cascudos..) rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Bem amigos do meu Brasil Varonil,vou abrir este espaço para que vcs possam conhecer um pouco mais desta pessoa que escreve. Gosto muito da Leitura,ela esta presente em todo o Momento.Queria ter a leitura facial de vcs ao lerem esta bosta aqui..(uns vao fzr cara de leso,outros vão dizer a verdade:Nao TEnho OQ FaZEr! e outros vao gostar desta ideia maluca de se expor na net.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que esta porra aqui é pra contar como foi o dia.POis bem,bebI,ComI,DormiR,FuDi...EPAAAAAA..me FuDi..Calma..Eu explico..Recebi uma noticia fa Facul..kkkkkk..adivinha?querem me reprovar por falta. Quase jogo o meu salto na cabeça do galatico do meu professor..ENFIM!!!!!!..Incrivel como existe no mundo pessoas com a capacidade de querer prejudicar os outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom..Aos amigos: Abraços,Beijos,Cheiros. Amo cada um de vcs.&lt;br /&gt;Aos Inimigos: Nao adianta acender vela pra porra de macumba pq a minha casa não cai!! Pelejem pra ver se pelo menos chegam ser 1 % feliz como sou. =)))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois escrevo mais..Isso só foi a "Entrada"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraço!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29798889-115044653223889925?l=coutocarla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/feeds/115044653223889925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29798889&amp;postID=115044653223889925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/115044653223889925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29798889/posts/default/115044653223889925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coutocarla.blogspot.com/2006/06/krakaq-vida.html' title='Kraka...q vida!'/><author><name>Carlinha Couto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KRsf00VxqE/SpWCO0Fu30I/AAAAAAAAAGs/M_XNUHysHDM/S220/Imagem+189.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
