<?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-26755540</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:33:37.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Khathy</title><subtitle type='html'>--» Feliz por tar Kntg «--</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26755540/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404812702939211026</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26755540.post-115246800350316779</id><published>2006-07-09T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T11:00:03.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>@* Amor Verdadeiro *@</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6055/2803/1600/msmo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6055/2803/320/msmo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMO-TE&lt;br /&gt;~ É real&lt;br /&gt;~ É verdadeiro&lt;br /&gt;~ É sincero&lt;br /&gt;~ É para sempre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Porquê?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque mudas-te a minha vida&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque és meu amigo&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque este sentimento cada vez é maior&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque contigo sou feliz&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque contigo é diferente&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque és especial&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque és o tal&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque me completas&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque me dás apoio&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque me ouves&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque és meu vício&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque preciso de ti&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque tenho medo de te perder&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque me compreendes&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque contigo passo dias lindos&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque contigo passo tardes lindas&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque contigo passo noites lindas&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque me pões a rir&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque sem ti já não dá&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque gosto de ti como nunca gostei de ninguém&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque te entreguei o coração&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque contigo sinto-me segura&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque és lindo&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque gosto de ti de uma maneira diferente, especial&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque enches minha vida de alegria&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque as nossas mãos encaixam&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque és meu anjinho&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque és totó (eheh xD)&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque dominas meu coração&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque tens o meu coração nas tuas mãos&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque gosto dos nossos momentos&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque gosto da maneira como olhas para mim&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque gosto dos teus mimos&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque consegues que os meus dias tenham cor&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque és a pessoa que procuro quanto estou triste, insegura&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque me sinto bem quando estou contigo&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque a vida e feita de momentos, e tu tens feito os melhores&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque me sinto segura quando me agarras&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque tudo em ti e fantástico&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque me fazes sentir especial&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque me fazes sentir perfeita&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque és tu que preenches a minha alma&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque o teu cheiro me faz fechar os olhos e voar&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque quero estar contigo em TUDO&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque me surpreendes&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque és único&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque vivo-te&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque respiro-te&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;[@] ~&gt; Porque EXISTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*@ Ama-me quando menos merecer, pois será quando mais precisarei @*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*@ Um verdadeiro amor só vale a pena com a pessoa certa @*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMO-TE MESMO MOR*&lt;br /&gt;~ É contigo que quero ficar*&lt;br /&gt;~ És tu quem não vou largar*&lt;br /&gt;~ És tu quem eu amo verdadeiramente*&lt;br /&gt;~ És tu que me fazes feliz*&lt;br /&gt;~ És tu quem eu não quero perder*&lt;br /&gt;~ És tu a minha outra metade*&lt;br /&gt;~ És tu que me completas*&lt;br /&gt;~ És tu o meu Céu =D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sei q sabes q td o q digO n é da boca para fora! É tudo sentido, é td mesmo com sentimento! AmO.te realmente! AmO tar contigo! Eu e Tu unidOs pa semre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amo-te João Tiago Pacheco *@&lt;br /&gt;Cátia e João para sempre mesmo *@&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada por tudo mesmo mor *@&lt;br /&gt;És meu para sempre *@&lt;br /&gt;Nós um só *@&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ~~&gt; Khathy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26755540-115246800350316779?l=khathy14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/feeds/115246800350316779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26755540&amp;postID=115246800350316779&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26755540/posts/default/115246800350316779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26755540/posts/default/115246800350316779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/2006/07/amor-verdadeiro.html' title='@* Amor Verdadeiro *@'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404812702939211026</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26755540.post-115186994712122781</id><published>2006-07-02T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T12:52:27.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pq amOr igual ao q sintO por ti n exiSte...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6055/2803/1600/ng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6055/2803/320/ng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AmO.te demais*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pq? Pq? Pq?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;KonfiO em ti* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Magoas.m ao dixeres q n konfio! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Preciso d ti!N aguentO tar assm! Sentir q te tOu a perder é horrivel! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pq sp disse q era pa sp e eh isso q qero, pq es aqele q realmente eu amo, eu qero, eu preciso, e tu sbs disso mlhr q ng! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dps d td, o q paxamos, o q ja te disse, o q ja me disses.t n acredito q inda duvides d mim! So gOsto de ti! d mais ng! nd nem ng vai mudar isso mete isso na tua cabeça! Isso td eh ciumes e pra qe?Achas q tens mutivOs? Sim deves achar mas dg.t mOr n tens mutivOs nenhuns msmo! N te ia deixar, nem vou deixar por nd! sp disse e volto a dzr se alguem tiver k deixar es tu! Acredita em mim pf! O q sinto por ti eh amor, n eh brincadeira nem nd do genero! nc senti isto por ng, ja te disse isso!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;N deixes q os ciumes te venxam, n deixes q istu acabe c/ o q nx une Pf!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AmO.te muito msmo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu e tu pa smpre*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem ti n da msmo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preciso d ti Joao*!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dis.m q tdO vai ficar bem!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dis.m q nc nx vams separar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dis.m q n eh uma merda destas q vai superar o noxo amor!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AmO.te*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QerO.t pa smpre*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;][Eu y tu um sO][&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;("v")&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~~»Khathy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26755540-115186994712122781?l=khathy14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/feeds/115186994712122781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26755540&amp;postID=115186994712122781&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26755540/posts/default/115186994712122781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26755540/posts/default/115186994712122781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/2006/07/pq-amor-igual-ao-q-sinto-por-ti-n.html' title='Pq amOr igual ao q sintO por ti n exiSte...!'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404812702939211026</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26755540.post-115073530261572019</id><published>2006-06-19T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T14:43:49.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oje.Agr.y.smpre ("v")  Joao e Katia pa smpre*</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="511d4f65"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6055/2803/320/segunda%2C%20terxa%2C%20e%20kuarta%20033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td height="1" size="1pt" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="198051da"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="98e3f442"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Foi numa tarde...!&lt;br /&gt;Naqela tarde dps do teu jogo d fut..!&lt;br /&gt;Naqela Tarde td mudOu..!&lt;br /&gt;Olhei pa ti e desde o primeirO minutO senti k eras diferente..!&lt;br /&gt;Konheci.t! Graças a ti..! Graças aos 2 bjOs q me pedist!&lt;br /&gt;Apartir desse dia..! arranjas.t o meu numerO, trokamOs msgs, pedi.t o mail...! Komexamx a flr! Uns meses passaram, krescia uma amizade! Um sentimentO k se foi tornandO cada vez mais fOrte*&lt;br /&gt;Dizias q gOstavas d mim,mas ambOs sabiamx k havia koisas q nOs impediam d ficar juntOs naqele exactO mumentO...!&lt;br /&gt;Convidast.m pos teus anOs..! Eu fui! uMa das nOites mais kOnfusas da mia vida! Tava ali akompanhada mas n por kem kria tar! ver.t ali sem pdr fzr o k realmente kria! Mas tavas feliz e ixO eh o mais imPortante...!&lt;br /&gt;Tmpos foram passandO...! Falavamx, falavamx, falavamx, e...!&lt;br /&gt;Dia 10/04/06 akOnteceu,akiLo k axO k ambOs tavams ah espera...!&lt;br /&gt;Ao msmO tempo feliz e confusa... sem saber o q fzr, mas sabia o q qria! Levams 5 dias naqela,fOi beda confuso! essa semana ks tds os dias juntOs mas sem akOntecer nda! 15/04/06 Tarde Linda..! Kntg na praia! Os nossos nomes desenhados na areia...! A partir desse dia passas.t a ser o meu vicio! 1 dia sem ti kusta tantO! Preciso d ti a cada minuto! O q tenhu mais medO neste mumentO eh d te perder, d nc mais te ter! Cada dia cntg eh diferente,é especial, eh maravilhoso! Komeçamx a tar tds os dias junTos, 2 meses ja passaram, 2 meses d mtOs mais, 2 meses de meses infinitOs!&lt;br /&gt;Hj sei o q realmente kerO e hj tb te sintO distante ): Podes ate n estar, pode n ser por mal, mas sinto.te distante!&lt;br /&gt;Oje. Agr. y. Smpre (L)&lt;br /&gt;AmO.te Joao TiagO Pacheco* (L)&lt;br /&gt;Nc me kerO separar d ti*&lt;br /&gt;Vams Kasar mOr* x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~~» AmO.te&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~» Khathy*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26755540-115073530261572019?l=khathy14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/feeds/115073530261572019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26755540&amp;postID=115073530261572019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26755540/posts/default/115073530261572019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26755540/posts/default/115073530261572019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/2006/06/ojeagrysmpre-v-joao-e-katia-pa-smpre.html' title='Oje.Agr.y.smpre (&quot;v&quot;)  Joao e Katia pa smpre*'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404812702939211026</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26755540.post-114909717596157474</id><published>2006-05-31T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T10:39:36.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TenhO a certeza do ke sintO =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6055/2803/1600/amoteee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6055/2803/200/amoteee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ei q por vexes duvidas dos meus sentimentos*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sei k nem sempre tens a certeza s tou a falar a verdade, mx ja te dixe e volto a dizer*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sim AMO.TE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sei o Pk de te sentires por vezes insegurO mas mor, n tens k sentir, tu es diferente,Tu es o Tal..Tu es kem kerO pa sempre*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;N ia aguentar perder.te... N ia mxmO*=S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pf nnk me largues*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sei k tb n o farias...Sei k o k dizes n eh da boka pa fora, sei k eh real*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alem d meu namoradO tens sidO um grande amiGo* Konsegues me kompreender knd mais nng kompreende, aturas.m, ouves.m, e das m smpre o teu apoio,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obrigada Mor*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PosT d Oje pa Ti*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;N n ta mt elaboradO mas o signifikadO eh k importa*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AMO-TE MUITO kom todas as letras Mor*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nnk te keru perder* Nnk te vou largar*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Es a minha outra metade*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Completas.m*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Es meu (L)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*@&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~»Khathy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26755540-114909717596157474?l=khathy14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/feeds/114909717596157474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26755540&amp;postID=114909717596157474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26755540/posts/default/114909717596157474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26755540/posts/default/114909717596157474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/2006/05/tenho-certeza-do-ke-sinto-d.html' title='TenhO a certeza do ke sintO =D'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404812702939211026</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26755540.post-114738062157615358</id><published>2006-05-11T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T13:50:21.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FarTa... D tdO*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6055/2803/1600/Web%20Ftx%20=p%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6055/2803/320/Web%20Ftx%20%3Dp%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Ola*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fdx Farta*Farta d tdO*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Farta desta gente* Gente estupida pah*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Krescer n fazia mal nenhum :@&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pitas Pah* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Km akelas bokinhas.. Bah.. Ah e kmg falas baixo ai e kmg n sei ke.. baaah*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fdx gritas km ela e keres k ela te fale baixO.. levavas era lgo uma xapada paxava.t a tosse tda :@&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixem d ser axm... Vcx tem amigOs! e ela tb os tem.. devem pensar k la pk sao daki ou sao dali ou pk sao amigas desta ou dakela n levam :@ Tb temx amigOs dexes, n sao so vcx... Mas pa ke xama.los? Sbmx defender soxinhas, n percisamx d ganda rebanhO pa flr kmo vcx, fg a konversa eh km uma vem lg meia duzia oh karalhO sinceramente*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixem a moxa em paz* Cresxam*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fg tenhu raiva d mim mxma.. d n ter.t ajudadO, raiva mxm* FgO... Mas pa ke ajudar? sabmx nx defender bem soxinhas neh? mas epah ver.t ali e n fzr nd.. ja ter tado na situaxao e krer ter alguem ali a ajudar e nng ali, e ver.t na mxm situaxao kustou kustou mxmO... Termia por tds os lados d raiva.. Kria ir ali.. Mas ja sabia k ia levava tb e kmo ja tenhu um porradao d konfuxoes km exa gente estupida Baah* Dxklpa* Mas axeriu voltam.x a meter kntg:@ ai mae... e dpx metem.x kmg..txaai kmo se eu tivexe alguma koisa a ver... fg nexe mumento so apeteceu virar pa tras e pergar.t um xapadao fdx*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pitas d merda men... MedO? d Ti? Nenhum* AxO k levas uma xapada arreias Lgo..so exe tamanhinhO.. LOl.. Mas Ok ja sei tens as amiguinhas atras a defender :@&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So n rxpondi na mxm moeda, pk n keru descer ao voxo nivel fdx*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Reduzam.x ah voxa insignifikancia*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aprendam a krexcer* So violenxia fdx* Peace and Love miudas*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Axm sabem kek vai akontecer? Akabam por perder td.. inclusivO o motivO do k vx fex fzr esta merda... Uma ja perdeu... Ja ta na merda, agOra ve.la kek fzs.. n Arranjes mais konfusao knxko :@ Pk se separamx uns separamx tds... Por ixuh menina k tem a mania k ker, pd e manda, abaixa os kavalinhOs... A tua sorte eh eu ter namOradO e gxtar mt dele pk senao kem t fudia a vida era eu* ai era mxmO* N era precisO mt.. era mt facil miuda...*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mt mxm* era so eu krer e me atirar e puff* Mas tou bem axm mt bem kmo tou e n kerO mais merda po meu lAdo... Mas eskreve ixTo Alguma inda te vai fuder a vida..Vai mxmO*;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pokitas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mariana...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bia...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Katia... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angela...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Juliana...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fdx miudas n nx vmx rebaixar ao nivel delas...* =D &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Best Smx Nos =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dor d Koto* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahahah*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prima, Best, amorah, namorada... AmO.te*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nnk mais keru merdas dexas senao vamx xatearnx mxmO, mxmO a seriu*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amo.te d+... Nnk mm nnk te keru perder tonta =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mor amO.te*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bgada konseguis.t m por a rir*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O k hj tava mt dificil =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amote* =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fui*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26755540-114738062157615358?l=khathy14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/feeds/114738062157615358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26755540&amp;postID=114738062157615358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26755540/posts/default/114738062157615358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26755540/posts/default/114738062157615358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/2006/05/farta-d-tdo.html' title='FarTa... D tdO*'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404812702939211026</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26755540.post-114701403298055211</id><published>2006-05-07T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T08:00:33.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AmigOs saO irmaOs k Deus eskeceu d nOs dar =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6055/2803/1600/amote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6055/2803/320/amote.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ola*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AmigOs sao irmaos k deus eskeceu d nox dar*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;E tu es uma delas... a principal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A mia Best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Akela k me ouve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Akela k me atura...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Akela k n me deixa Xorar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Akela k eh kapaz d tdO por mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Akela k diz k me ama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Akela k so konhexo atravez dum ecra mas k mudOu a mia vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Akela k kada dia k paxa gOstO mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Akela k eu vou tar smpre aki pa apoiar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Akela k eu n gxTo d ver triste...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Akela k tem km kada panka k prontx =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Akela k fika aki kmg a ter konversas parvas... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Akela k nnk me abandonu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Akela k teja triste, teja kontente, teja doente, teja td, nnk se eskece d mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Akela km kem nO verao vou paxar gandx Days =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Akela k n paxa sem me ver na web =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Akela k eu n paxO sem ver na web =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Akela k tem k aturar a Rita.. ahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Enfim* akela k eu AMO PARA SEMPRE* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;kom todas as letras amorah =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Es a minha estrela* (*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Es kem me ilumina =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26755540-114701403298055211?l=khathy14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/feeds/114701403298055211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26755540&amp;postID=114701403298055211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26755540/posts/default/114701403298055211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26755540/posts/default/114701403298055211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/2006/05/amigos-sao-irmaos-k-deus-eskeceu-d-nos.html' title='AmigOs saO irmaOs k Deus eskeceu d nOs dar =D'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404812702939211026</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26755540.post-114649662128844205</id><published>2006-05-01T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T08:17:01.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem nd a eskonder*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6055/2803/1600/katy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6055/2803/320/katy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;N tenhu nd a eskonder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amo.te, amo.te mxm…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Pdm dzr mal d ti e da i? eu gxto d ti o k eles dzm n vai mudar em nd ixuh…&lt;br /&gt;Eskondi durante mt tempo o k por ti sinto,km medo d magoar algumas pexoas, mas pa ke eskonder km medo d as maguar se elas me magoam e n pensam nem seker 2 vexes antes d o fzrem? Fdx Farta de sufrer plos outros, pensar d+ neles, e pouko em mim, kerer k eles tejam felizes mesmo k eu n teja, kerer o bem deles mxm k ixuh n seja o melhor pa mim, abdikar de koisas k gxto por eles.. seriu farta mm…&lt;br /&gt;Keru ser feliz.. e agora tOu…&lt;br /&gt;Assim ve.xe os verdadeiros amigos…ve.xe mxm…&lt;br /&gt;Kis ser feliz, pensei em mim, e agora veju…&lt;br /&gt;Uns deixaram d me falar, outros nem seker me kerem ver…uns mudaram radikalmente… Mas ah akeles k me kontinuam a apoiar =D&lt;br /&gt;Bgda…&lt;br /&gt;Prinxipalemente a TI baba.. seriu tens sido uma amiga escelente mxm…&lt;br /&gt;E nem seker te kunhexo pexoalmente… Kusta a acreditar, k ppl d ka k mtos deles já me konhexem eh bue se tenham afastado d mim e tu k nem me konheces pexoalmente tas smp la pa mim, eh kntg k falo, eh kntg k desabafo, es tu k sbs tdu tdu tdu… nem akela k konsiderava a mia mlhr amiga, ta kmg…=( mx Ok eu sei a kulpa eh minha eu eh k me afastei,eu eh k nnk mais tive km ela eu eh k ixtuh eu eh k akilo… baaah* =( Fg* Tu sbs k ixuh eh mentira, tu eh k te afastas.t, e se me afastei eu uma beka sbs bem pk… tavamx mt bem… tu decidix.t fkr km ele… Por mim eh na boa se a tua felicidade ta ai keru mais eh k sejas feliz, mx sbs k pa mim inda eh difícil aceitar as cenas kmo realmente elas são… ele smpre foi meu amigo, mxm dpx d td e agora afastou.x de mim, kndo tas por perto ele eh kompletamente diferente fazes akelas cenas de ciúmes super estúpidas.. fg deskanxa.. dele so keru amizade… Mais nd mxm nd… Tou bem km kem tou mt bem mxm… ele pa mim eh passado, foi forte, bateu mxm, por ele xorei,por ele ri, por ele gritei,por ele deskuti, por ele ks k andei ah porrada km uma munina k hj xamu d MANA…mas ixuh td já paxou... agora keru eh k ele seja feliz…mt feliz, pk ele eh uma pexoa excelente, uma pexoa k kativa e k merece ser feliz… nnk o magoes nnk mxm…e n tenhas medo d deixar ele falar kmg, n faxas as estúpidas cenas k faxes, AMIZADE eh a unika koisa k sintu por ele.. so ixU* mais nd…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bem komexei por flr duma koisa, akabei por desabafar d montes =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem já xega&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baba*&lt;br /&gt;Bgada por tdu.. seriu es verdadeiramente especial pa mim…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mor*&lt;br /&gt;AMO.TE mxm Mt*&lt;br /&gt;Deskulpa se nem sempre sou kmo keres…&lt;br /&gt;(L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---»Khathy*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26755540-114649662128844205?l=khathy14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/feeds/114649662128844205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26755540&amp;postID=114649662128844205&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26755540/posts/default/114649662128844205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26755540/posts/default/114649662128844205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/2006/05/sem-nd-eskonder.html' title='Sem nd a eskonder*'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404812702939211026</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26755540.post-114574688433124346</id><published>2006-04-22T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T07:10:36.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AmO.tee =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6055/2803/1600/Web%20amo.te%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6055/2803/320/Web%20amo.te%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bem kOmexo d mais um blog...&lt;br /&gt;Desta vez n so de fotos mas sim tb pa falar,desabafar, etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mor aMo.te...&lt;br /&gt;Talvez komo tu dizes tenha sido amor ah 1ª vixta... Talvez...Kem sabe..! =P&lt;br /&gt;Akela pergunta k tdu mudou..!=P&lt;br /&gt;"E eu n merexO dois beijOs?"&lt;br /&gt;LOL...&lt;br /&gt;Passado uns dias tava eu sempre la, era sO ola pa ki ola pa li...assistir aos jogos...falar kntg pla net...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dai nasceu um grande sentimento mxm... Tentei eskonder isso, por vezes fugi d ti, tentando me enganar a mim propria, mas parei, pensei, e desiti, k bastava.. era d ti k eu gxtava era kntg k eu tinha k tar..! E agora tou...! E n me arrependo nada mxmO...&lt;br /&gt;Tou feliz... Fazes.m feliz*&lt;br /&gt;Dgam o k disserem, faxam o k fizerem, n vou deixar k me separem de ti...! Tu sbs do k eu falO.. Ks nng nos ker juntos mas nos superamos ixuh neh?&lt;br /&gt;Kntg tenhu passado dias Lindos, tardes fantastikas, sentir k realmente gxtas de mim eh bom mt bom mxm mor...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu koraxao eh teu mor...!&lt;br /&gt;Podes ter a certeza...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katy i JP pa smpre* (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriu mor n me largues nnk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMO.TE =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No momento em que eu menos esperava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Num instante e sem querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;De uma maneira que até hoje não sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Você se apaixonou por mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Num momento em que eu etava depressiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Triste e desencorajada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Você apareceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dizia que me amava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;E com dúvidas eu não permitia que se aproximasse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Só que aos poucos e com paciência &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Você se fez especia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;lUma pessoa tão carinhosa, meiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;...e cheia de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Quero lhe agradecer do fundo da alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Por me amar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;...porque sei que as vezes lhe machuco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;De uma maneira que não sei conter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mas se faço isso é sem querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Não quero lhe machucar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Você é meu bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;E é com você que quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Continuar a saber o que é ser feliz.... =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1º Post do blOg =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dedicado ao meu mor fofo =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es meu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PosT By: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--»Khathy*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26755540-114574688433124346?l=khathy14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/feeds/114574688433124346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26755540&amp;postID=114574688433124346&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26755540/posts/default/114574688433124346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26755540/posts/default/114574688433124346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khathy14.blogspot.com/2006/04/amotee-d.html' title='AmO.tee =D'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404812702939211026</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
