<?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-4473633316872713579</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:57:01.645Z</updated><category term='Ricardo'/><category term='Feita por Ricardo para &quot;Ana&quot;'/><title type='text'>Dancing Phalanges</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>333</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-6341040054717915259</id><published>2010-08-01T02:34:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T02:49:55.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Adeus</title><content type='html'>Mágoa, desgosto, dor, tristeza, remorso, ciúme, raiva, revolta, solidão.&lt;br /&gt;Paixão, alegria, medo, coragem, força, cobardia.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Muitas horas.&lt;br /&gt;Centenas de lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;Infinitas palavras, sentimentos, desejos.&lt;br /&gt;Uma história.&lt;br /&gt;Duas personagens principais, reais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre procurei a verdade, sempre procurei libertar-me e libertar-te.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje chegou finalmente o dia.&lt;br /&gt;Estou aliviada. Estamos bem.&lt;br /&gt;Estou orgulhosa, de mim e de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing Phalanges: 1.09.2009 - 1.08.2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-6341040054717915259?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/6341040054717915259/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=6341040054717915259' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6341040054717915259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6341040054717915259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2010/08/adeus.html' title='Adeus'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-7059216597125608101</id><published>2010-05-25T23:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T23:08:33.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quem foste? Quem és?&lt;br /&gt;Tens-te visto ao espelho ultimamente? Reconheces-te?&lt;br /&gt;Consegues ver na tua imagem tudo aquilo que alcançaste? Tudo aquilo que perdeste pelo caminho?&lt;br /&gt;Ainda vês os vultos de todos os que deixaste para trás? Ou as pegadas dos que te deixaram a ti?&lt;br /&gt;E os sonhos que realizaste, consegues vê-los? Ainda te lembras do que te custaram?&lt;br /&gt;Por isso diz-me, ainda te lembras quem foste? Sabes quem és?&lt;br /&gt;Ou é tudo apenas uma grande nódoa difusa na tua mente?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-7059216597125608101?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/7059216597125608101/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=7059216597125608101' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/7059216597125608101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/7059216597125608101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2010/05/quem-foste-quem-es-tens-te-visto-ao.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-287891237180519487</id><published>2010-03-06T15:15:00.010Z</published><updated>2010-03-07T12:57:36.289Z</updated><title type='text'>EU VOU...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/S5J0dsTD20I/AAAAAAAAAGw/bMsuW2h48vs/s1600-h/eu+vou.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 70px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445542952900483906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/S5J0dsTD20I/AAAAAAAAAGw/bMsuW2h48vs/s400/eu+vou.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... e vou à pala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinha que me gabar, estou mesmo orgulhosa! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/S5J0h3DBIwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/8G1_RZPSS0U/s1600-h/logo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 38px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 35px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445543024505463554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/S5J0h3DBIwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/8G1_RZPSS0U/s200/logo.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;INT09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-287891237180519487?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/287891237180519487/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=287891237180519487' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/287891237180519487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/287891237180519487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2010/03/eu-vou.html' title='EU VOU...'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/S5J0dsTD20I/AAAAAAAAAGw/bMsuW2h48vs/s72-c/eu+vou.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-5596596957378016449</id><published>2010-02-13T22:19:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:26:30.386Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/S3cmuLfK5VI/AAAAAAAAAGI/UoHpH19InU4/s1600-h/HPIM4649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437857649872528722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/S3cmuLfK5VI/AAAAAAAAAGI/UoHpH19InU4/s400/HPIM4649.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;She looks like&lt;br /&gt;the real thing&lt;br /&gt;She tastes like&lt;br /&gt;the real thing&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I could be who you wanted&lt;br /&gt;If I could be who you wanted all the time&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/4473633316872713579-5596596957378016449?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/5596596957378016449/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=5596596957378016449' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/5596596957378016449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/5596596957378016449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2010/02/she-looks-like-real-thing-she-tastes_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/S3cmuLfK5VI/AAAAAAAAAGI/UoHpH19InU4/s72-c/HPIM4649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-8772290615319849475</id><published>2010-02-08T21:35:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:37:42.657Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S3CDx2huUpI/AAAAAAAAAdA/JY-g5jsLAJQ/s1600-h/1264381938991653.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S3CDx2huUpI/AAAAAAAAAdA/JY-g5jsLAJQ/s400/1264381938991653.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435989642709979794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opa, adoro meninos pequenos :$$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-8772290615319849475?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/8772290615319849475/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=8772290615319849475' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8772290615319849475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8772290615319849475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2010/02/opa-adoro-meninos-pequenos.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S3CDx2huUpI/AAAAAAAAAdA/JY-g5jsLAJQ/s72-c/1264381938991653.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-2259565920843457591</id><published>2010-02-08T20:51:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:01:23.818Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/S3B6id6mwQI/AAAAAAAAAFg/QZp4PbWZMGY/s1600-h/amor+meu+grande+amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/S3B6id6mwQI/AAAAAAAAAFg/QZp4PbWZMGY/s400/amor+meu+grande+amor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435979482800767234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easy,&lt;br /&gt;You know my life is yours&lt;br /&gt;You've heard it all before&lt;br /&gt;Yes, truth can't be denied&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thevergeoficial"&gt;The Verge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-2259565920843457591?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/2259565920843457591/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=2259565920843457591' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2259565920843457591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2259565920843457591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2010/02/easy-you-know-my-life-is-yours-youve.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/S3B6id6mwQI/AAAAAAAAAFg/QZp4PbWZMGY/s72-c/amor+meu+grande+amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-1265695233701328475</id><published>2010-01-30T18:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-30T18:48:12.409Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amo-te.&lt;br /&gt;E pronto, já tá :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29/01/2009 (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-1265695233701328475?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/1265695233701328475/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=1265695233701328475' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1265695233701328475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1265695233701328475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2010/01/amo-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-6812750731814157</id><published>2010-01-25T18:52:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:58:03.616Z</updated><title type='text'>Depois da tempestade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/S13psId1GaI/AAAAAAAAAFY/4hgWaQa4TOo/s1600-h/TROVES~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/S13psId1GaI/AAAAAAAAAFY/4hgWaQa4TOo/s400/TROVES~1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430753670074800546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando a chuva passar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando o tempo abrir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abra a janela&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E veja: Eu sou o Sol...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sou céu e mar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sou &lt;strong&gt;seu e fim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E o meu amor é imensidão...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foram preciso tempestades, raios e trovões.&lt;br /&gt;Foram preciso chuvas e geadas.&lt;br /&gt;Foram, e são, o amor não é só sol.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que eu quero dizer afinal&lt;br /&gt;É que por mais que chova&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que os céus gritem e chorem&lt;br /&gt;Espero que abras a tua janela&lt;br /&gt;E o teu sol seja sempre eu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-6812750731814157?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/6812750731814157/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=6812750731814157' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6812750731814157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6812750731814157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2010/01/depois-da-tempestade.html' title='Depois da tempestade'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/S13psId1GaI/AAAAAAAAAFY/4hgWaQa4TOo/s72-c/TROVES~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-6645027711974250257</id><published>2010-01-09T13:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:10:08.532Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Continuas a ser importante; a tua existência reconforta-me... Saber que estás algures no Mundo sabe-me bem... Mas já não és um pedaço essencial da minha vida. Deixaste de ser."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um a um, eles vão desaparecendo.&lt;br /&gt;Afinal foram só etapas.&lt;br /&gt;Foram importantes. &lt;br /&gt;Deixaram de ser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-6645027711974250257?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/6645027711974250257/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=6645027711974250257' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6645027711974250257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6645027711974250257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2010/01/continuas-ser-importante-tua-existencia.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-2864150929678695452</id><published>2009-12-28T19:04:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-12-28T19:12:31.999Z</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Phalanges</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SzkB_t6uv2I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Gn4b7dQz01I/s1600-h/dvsbv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420365820686417762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SzkB_t6uv2I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Gn4b7dQz01I/s400/dvsbv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queria ter postado isto dia 13 de Outubro, mas sou TÃO esquecida! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De qualquer das formas, aqui está, atrasado, mas está.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Até porque acredito que este blog, não é só mais um blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cada post, conta uma história, cada post é um pedaço da minha, da tua, da nossa história, e por isso, obrigada pelo convite ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dancing Phalanges (L)&lt;br /&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/4473633316872713579-2864150929678695452?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/2864150929678695452/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=2864150929678695452' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2864150929678695452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2864150929678695452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/12/dancing-phalanges.html' title='Dancing Phalanges'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SzkB_t6uv2I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Gn4b7dQz01I/s72-c/dvsbv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-8632507252624835045</id><published>2009-12-27T20:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:02:10.849Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/SzfJh-GKeMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VS42BtkFGQo/s1600-h/HPIM4779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 331px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/SzfJh-GKeMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VS42BtkFGQo/s400/HPIM4779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420022262005397698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you people ever loved somebody?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it comes very quickly, very easily.&lt;br /&gt;As easy as the way a beautiful portuguese girl's hair falls across her shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it disappears just as quick.&lt;br /&gt;You wake up one morning, the butterflies stopped fluttering.&lt;br /&gt;But you want it back and you want to fight for it, you want to breath that fire again.&lt;br /&gt;So you call for it, you call out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon Richard Flowers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-8632507252624835045?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/8632507252624835045/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=8632507252624835045' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8632507252624835045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8632507252624835045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-you-people-ever-loved-somebody.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/SzfJh-GKeMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VS42BtkFGQo/s72-c/HPIM4779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-2747055455360424564</id><published>2009-12-18T19:37:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-12-18T19:41:59.939Z</updated><title type='text'>E esta, hem?</title><content type='html'>Só para dizer que também senti o terramoto e incrivelmente dormi bastante bem.&lt;br /&gt;Hábitos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-2747055455360424564?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/2747055455360424564/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=2747055455360424564' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2747055455360424564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2747055455360424564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/12/e-esta-hem.html' title='E esta, hem?'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-600705209765205466</id><published>2009-11-27T18:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-27T18:54:08.772Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/SxAgJrBgl4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/FLVk614MFJA/s1600/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/SxAgJrBgl4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/FLVk614MFJA/s400/kids.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408858503011932034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Essas pessoas não sabem o que é o amor!&lt;br /&gt;- E tu sabes?&lt;br /&gt;- Sim.&lt;br /&gt;- Ah é? Então é o quê?&lt;br /&gt;- Amor és tu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-600705209765205466?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/600705209765205466/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=600705209765205466' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/600705209765205466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/600705209765205466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/11/essas-pessoas-nao-sabem-o-que-e-o-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/SxAgJrBgl4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/FLVk614MFJA/s72-c/kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-5591709701188858108</id><published>2009-11-25T21:59:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-25T22:05:59.338Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/Sw2qGgxIq2I/AAAAAAAAAaI/2Fe6c5iWI18/s1600/dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/Sw2qGgxIq2I/AAAAAAAAAaI/2Fe6c5iWI18/s400/dancing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408165756393794402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só porque estas falanges já estavam quase a congelar, decidi aquece-las um bocadinho ;D&lt;br /&gt;Este blog está a precisar de voltar aos velhos tempos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-5591709701188858108?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/5591709701188858108/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=5591709701188858108' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-4528754584722547564</id><published>2009-10-05T15:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T15:02:56.553+01:00</updated><title type='text'>03.10.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/Ssn8IgREFcI/AAAAAAAAAZI/UWrW3OpvbVk/s1600-h/848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389115652156167618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/Ssn8IgREFcI/AAAAAAAAAZI/UWrW3OpvbVk/s400/848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É a melhor baixista do mundo! :$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-4528754584722547564?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/4528754584722547564/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=4528754584722547564' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4528754584722547564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4528754584722547564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/10/031009.html' title='03.10.09'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/Ssn8IgREFcI/AAAAAAAAAZI/UWrW3OpvbVk/s72-c/848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-1587002799319267869</id><published>2009-09-10T17:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:53:12.675+01:00</updated><title type='text'>All The Pretty Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0iSfkDWGdAg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0iSfkDWGdAg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me out I need it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-1587002799319267869?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/1587002799319267869/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=1587002799319267869' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1587002799319267869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1587002799319267869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-pretty-faces.html' title='All The Pretty Faces'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-7110472626339222841</id><published>2009-08-31T04:05:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T04:08:28.319+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Sou do tempo em que valia a pena acordar cedo para ver desenhos animados; sou do tempo em que sabíamos de cor pelo menos quatro canções da Disney; sou do tempo em que se fazia aquelas coisinhas de papel para ver com quem me ia casar; sou do tempo em que cantava músicas das Spice Girls ainda sem saber bem o que estava a dizer; sou do tempo em que sabia que a Power Ranger cor-de-rosa ia ficar com o verde; sou do tempo do Dragon Ball; sou do tempo dos Tamagochis; sou do tempo em que a Anabela cantava "Quando cai a noite na cidadeee.."; sou do tempo em que se brincava às Polly Poquet; sou do tempo em que se jogava à Macaca; sou do tempo em que cortava os cabelos às Barbies; sou do tempo da Macarena; sou do tempo em que se gritava "Olhós namorados, primos e casados!"; sou do tempo do "Tururururu, Inpector Gadget, Turururururu!"; sou do tempo em que 500 escudos davam para muita coisa; sou do tempo do verdadeiro "Bem-vindos ao mundo encantado dos brinquedos, onde há reis, princesas, dragões!"; sou do tempo das decisões importantes baseadas num sério "Pim-pu-ne-ta"; sou do tempo da franja e do cabelo à tigela, com orgulho; sou do tempo do quarto escuro sem segundas intenções; sou do tempo em que se respondia aos insultos com um "Quem o diz é quem o é!"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..e ainda sou do tempo em que um "gosto de ti" era sentido e fazia sentido!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silvia Pereira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão sincero e inocente, não pude resistir. &lt;br /&gt;Sou dos mesmos tempos :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-7110472626339222841?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/7110472626339222841/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=7110472626339222841' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/7110472626339222841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/7110472626339222841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/08/sou-do-tempo-em-que-valia-pena-acordar.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-2515271994387374780</id><published>2009-08-27T20:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T20:32:26.391+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;... não, a gente não sabe... mas ela... ela isto já fez... desaparece três, dois dias... uma vez esteve no Algarve mais de uma semana...&lt;br /&gt;…mas agora é já um mês... quase...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filhos da puta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-2515271994387374780?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/2515271994387374780/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=2515271994387374780' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2515271994387374780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2515271994387374780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-7613328201870067276</id><published>2009-08-09T17:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T17:48:19.153+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quanto mais depressa, mais devagar.&lt;br /&gt;Foda-se...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-7613328201870067276?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/7613328201870067276/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=7613328201870067276' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>Words like violence&lt;br /&gt;Break the silence&lt;br /&gt;Come crashing in&lt;br /&gt;Into my little world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painful to me&lt;br /&gt;Pierce right through me&lt;br /&gt;Can't you understand&lt;br /&gt;Oh my little girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;All I ever needed&lt;br /&gt;Is here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Words are very unnecessary&lt;br /&gt;They can only do harm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vows are spoken&lt;br /&gt;To be broken&lt;br /&gt;Feelings are intense&lt;br /&gt;Words are trivial&lt;br /&gt;Pleasures remain&lt;br /&gt;So does the pain&lt;br /&gt;Words are meaningless&lt;br /&gt;And forgettable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy The Silence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-1664510981338330342?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/1664510981338330342/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=1664510981338330342' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1664510981338330342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1664510981338330342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/07/enjoy-silence.html' title='Enjoy The Silence'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-3013344935735047353</id><published>2009-07-23T14:34:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T14:35:31.372+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Droga</title><content type='html'>"A droga mata lentamente. Mas eu também não tenho presa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficas feliz por saber que a droga não te mata, pelo menos por agora.&lt;br /&gt;No entanto, ela é, provavelmente, a causa de não saberes escrever a palavra pressa. É também a razão pela qual não passas do 7.º ou 8.º ano, ou no qual estás encalhado há já 3 ou 4 anos, não é verdade?&lt;br /&gt;Vais acabar por desistir da escola e arranjar um emprego de merda cujo salário nem chega para te pagar o vício.&lt;br /&gt;Aos 18 anos sais de casa. Já nem a tua mãe consegue olhar para ti.&lt;br /&gt;Expulsa-te contrariando o aperto no coração. Sabe que vais ficar na rua, mas depois do que lhe fizeste ela já nem quer saber.&lt;br /&gt;O teu patrão despede-te. Sabe que te drogas e que és sem-abrigo.&lt;br /&gt;Imploras-lhe que não. Rebaixas-te e humilhas-te e o cabrão nem reconsidera.&lt;br /&gt;Acabas na rua a pedir esmola. "É para comer" - dizes tu às pessoas que passam. &lt;br /&gt;Elas conhecem-te. És aquele lá da escola. Que se baldava para ir fumar. Que copiava nos testes e mesmo assim tinha negativa. Que era mal-educado e tinha ido de suspensão 2 ou 3 vezes. &lt;br /&gt;Sim, eles sabem quem tu és. Passam por ti em grandes carros, com relógios caros e telemóveis topo de gama. &lt;br /&gt;Trazem a família. Uma mulher bonita e com bom ar e dois filhos lindos e bem vestidos.&lt;br /&gt;Rogas-lhes por uma moeda e eles ignoram-te.&lt;br /&gt;Aos 35 anos morres de overdose, com droga que compraste com dinheiro roubado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora diz-me tu: Foi lento suficiente para ti?&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-3013344935735047353?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/3013344935735047353/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=3013344935735047353' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3013344935735047353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3013344935735047353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/07/droga.html' title='Droga'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-7024504551027266401</id><published>2009-07-15T20:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:29:25.777+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vou largar as tesouras/as facas e vou beber umas bejecas com as babes.&lt;br /&gt;Estes pensamentos não fazem bem a ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-7024504551027266401?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/7024504551027266401/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=7024504551027266401' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/7024504551027266401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/7024504551027266401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/07/vou-largar-as-tesourasas-facas-e-vou.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-6348021609195220730</id><published>2009-07-10T00:25:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:33:44.361+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Este post possui conteúdos que podem chocar o público mais sensivel</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Estou extremamente revoltada com os telemóveis que não têm bateria e com a música que se ouve mas não se sente!&lt;br /&gt;E para além de estar preocupada com os possiveis aproveitamentos de terceiros estou extremamente preocupada com a violência dos jovens!&lt;br /&gt;E tenho dito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &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/4473633316872713579-6348021609195220730?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/6348021609195220730/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=6348021609195220730' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6348021609195220730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6348021609195220730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/07/estou-extremamente-revoltada-com-os.html' title='Este post possui conteúdos que podem chocar o público mais sensivel'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-6172401193287874235</id><published>2009-07-08T00:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:08:13.129+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sabes que te amo?&lt;br /&gt;- Sim. Mas gosto que o digas :$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4473633316872713579-6172401193287874235?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/6172401193287874235/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=6172401193287874235' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6172401193287874235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6172401193287874235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/07/sabes-que-te-amo-sim.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-8705579562038193926</id><published>2009-06-30T20:43:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:01:35.497+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty-one thousand sixhundred minutes</title><content type='html'>Eu sei que ultimamente não tenho sido propriamente a melhor amiga do mundo, mas tu sabes que é muito difícil ler um livro que se recusa a ser aberto. &lt;br /&gt;Durante muito tempo contentei-me com as pequenas migalhas que te dignavas a oferecer-me, e sim, era feliz assim.&lt;br /&gt;Mas descobri que existem outras pessoas que me podem dar muito mais e pouco a pouco coloquei-te, talvez um pouco inconscientemente, em segundo plano. Foi só quando me apercebi que te podia perder, de vez, que percebi que as pequenas migalhas que me oferecias eram tudo o que tu tinhas para dar e a única razão pela qual tu não (te) davas mais era porque simplesmente não havia mais nada a dar, tu não és capaz de mais. &lt;br /&gt;E eu sei que já o disse muitas vezes mas desta vez prometo que cumpro, não te deixo fugir outra vez.&lt;br /&gt;Cá te espero, mais quinze dias, vinte e um mil e seiscentos minutos.&lt;br /&gt;E sim, vou sentir a tua falta. Da mesma maneira que senti da última vez que me deixaste aqui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-8705579562038193926?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/8705579562038193926/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=8705579562038193926' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8705579562038193926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8705579562038193926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/06/twenty-one-thousand-sixhundred-minutes.html' title='Twenty-one thousand sixhundred minutes'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-7652959317070296721</id><published>2009-06-19T15:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T15:15:15.115+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>- ... e a infelicidade está sempre à porta!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Marta, vai abrir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marta não quer chorar&lt;br /&gt;Mas seus olhos vertem a dor&lt;br /&gt;de morrer pra não matar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-7652959317070296721?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/7652959317070296721/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=7652959317070296721' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/7652959317070296721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/7652959317070296721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-368879252410362741</id><published>2009-06-18T23:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:13:06.239+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Esteem (ou a falta dela)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eeWjzBHUdsI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eeWjzBHUdsI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I guess, I should stick up for myself&lt;br /&gt;But I really think it's better this way&lt;br /&gt;The more you suffer&lt;br /&gt;The more it shows you really care&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-368879252410362741?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/368879252410362741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=368879252410362741' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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unless it's her voice&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing no one unless it's her&lt;br /&gt;I open the mail box every hour&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll hit the postman&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear some love words&lt;br /&gt;But not it that dyslexic voice&lt;br /&gt;No I won't tear apart for you&lt;br /&gt;But I was given no choice...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-4858506723304150472?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/4858506723304150472/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=4858506723304150472' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4858506723304150472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4858506723304150472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-taking-no-calls-unless-its-her-voice.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-8064207659510462797</id><published>2009-06-08T21:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:34:11.964+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>está tudo longe de estar bem (...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-8064207659510462797?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/8064207659510462797/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=8064207659510462797' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8064207659510462797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8064207659510462797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/06/esta-tudo-longe-de-estar-bem.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-5631944049730215037</id><published>2009-06-08T20:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:57:44.365+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Não era bom?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CYvUXp1OwtI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CYvUXp1OwtI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if we were older&lt;br /&gt;Then we wouldn't have to wait so long&lt;br /&gt;And wouldn't it be nice to live together&lt;br /&gt;In the kind of world where we belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it's gonna make it that much better&lt;br /&gt;When we can say goodnight and stay together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if we could wake up&lt;br /&gt;In the morning when the day is new&lt;br /&gt;And after having spent the day together&lt;br /&gt;Hold each other close the whole night through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy times together we've been spending&lt;br /&gt;I wish that every kiss was neverending&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray it might come true&lt;br /&gt;Baby then there wouldn't be a single thing we couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;We could be married&lt;br /&gt;And then we'd be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it seems the more we talk about it&lt;br /&gt;It only makes it worse to live without it&lt;br /&gt;But lets talk about it&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pede-se uma sequela do filme "A Minha Namorada Tem Amnésia" chamado "A Minha Sogra Tem Amnésia" e pede-se que seja usada a minha como cobaia para testes.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-5631944049730215037?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/5631944049730215037/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=5631944049730215037' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/5631944049730215037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/5631944049730215037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/06/nao-era-bom.html' title='Não era bom?'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-9069727817048666858</id><published>2009-06-07T22:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:49:33.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/Siw1wZ4kXsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ULSHQJZ6lX0/s1600-h/relax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/Siw1wZ4kXsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ULSHQJZ6lX0/s320/relax.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344705963480080066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu cá continuo a achar que o que eu preciso é de férias, mas ninguém me liga...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-9069727817048666858?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/9069727817048666858/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/Siw1wZ4kXsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ULSHQJZ6lX0/s72-c/relax.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-8158016455410399190</id><published>2009-06-07T21:21:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:37:19.742+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;às vezes tenho medo.&lt;br /&gt;tenho tanto medo por ti. pergunto-me em dias mais felizes se tu, eventualmente, estarás bem.&lt;br /&gt;faz-me confusão ao ponto a que chegámos depois de tudo o que vivemos.&lt;br /&gt;enfim, a vida é mesmo assim, não é?&lt;br /&gt;acredito e mantenho-me na esperança de que um dia, tudo vai ser melhor.&lt;br /&gt;até lá e como sempre, amo-te r'. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{&lt;em&gt;e fazes-me realmente muita falta, estúpido&lt;/em&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&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/4473633316872713579-8158016455410399190?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/8158016455410399190/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=8158016455410399190' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8158016455410399190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8158016455410399190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/06/as-veszes-tenho-medo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-7664579798195959709</id><published>2009-06-06T15:37:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:46:56.370+01:00</updated><title type='text'>06.06.08 (L)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/Sip_SCPCHSI/AAAAAAAAAWo/f9UId33UM74/s1600-h/HPIM1301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344223855642811682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/Sip_SCPCHSI/AAAAAAAAAWo/f9UId33UM74/s400/HPIM1301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi à um ano atrás.&lt;br /&gt;A Bela Vista uniu-se, e formou uma só voz, arrepiou.&lt;br /&gt;Tinha expectativas, claro. No entanto, Eles, superaram tudo. Foi lindo!&lt;br /&gt;Há um ano que fazem parte, todos os dias e em todos os momentos. Obrigada (L) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-7664579798195959709?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/7664579798195959709/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=7664579798195959709' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/7664579798195959709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/7664579798195959709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/06/060608-l.html' title='06.06.08 (L)'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/Sip_SCPCHSI/AAAAAAAAAWo/f9UId33UM74/s72-c/HPIM1301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-5946481341727198908</id><published>2009-06-02T21:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:57:59.421+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342836916419313090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SiWR3jAEPcI/AAAAAAAAAWA/0cNShksn2vM/s320/0,,11353011-EX,00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mais que donuts? :$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-5946481341727198908?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/5946481341727198908/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=5946481341727198908' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/5946481341727198908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/5946481341727198908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/06/mais-que-donuts.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SiWR3jAEPcI/AAAAAAAAAWA/0cNShksn2vM/s72-c/0,,11353011-EX,00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-4302545094635862601</id><published>2009-05-30T17:57:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:33:05.281+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341664503693453186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SiFnkJP2J4I/AAAAAAAAAVg/-mMSt6LYSj0/s320/20081206053216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every time you come around I feel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;More alive, than ever&lt;br /&gt;And I guess it's too much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But maybe we're too young and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't even know what's real&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know I've never&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wanted anything so bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've never wanted anyone so bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I let you love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be the one adore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you go all the way?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be the one I'm looking for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há muitas coisas certas na vida, mas eu sei que uma delas, é esta.&lt;/div&gt;Tens-me ensinado, que para sermos grandes, devemos ser inteiros, sendo tudo o que somos, em tudo o que fazemos.&lt;br /&gt;Uma única alma habitando dois corpos.&lt;br /&gt;E é assim que me sinto, obrigada e amo-te.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-4302545094635862601?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/4302545094635862601/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=4302545094635862601' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4302545094635862601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4302545094635862601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-i-guess-its-too-much-but-maybe-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SiFnkJP2J4I/AAAAAAAAAVg/-mMSt6LYSj0/s72-c/20081206053216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-2028029907932960920</id><published>2009-05-25T22:10:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:19:47.644+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Bichinho</title><content type='html'>Tento fechar-te numa pequena caixa. E tento por todos os meios que lá te mantenhas, espreitando de tempos a tempos mas sem nunca de lá sair.&lt;br /&gt;Porque tu não serves para nada. O meu avô sempre disse que não serves para nada...&lt;br /&gt;Mas a pequena caixa não chega para te conter. És grande, sempre foste, e cada dia que passas  dentro dessa caixa cresces mais um bocadinho.&lt;br /&gt;Afinal acho que não há caixa, nem pequena nem grande, que te contenha...&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu não posso ceder, ou talvez não queira apenas.&lt;br /&gt;É que tu não serves para nada...&lt;br /&gt;Mas se tu não serves para nada, porque é que a tua falta se torna, dia após dia, cada vez mais agonizante?&lt;br /&gt;E se me fazes falta, porque é que tenho eu que te por numa caixa?&lt;br /&gt;É porque o avô diz que não serves para nada? É porque os outros dizem que sou eu que não sirvo para ti?&lt;br /&gt;Eu acho que sirvo... Dantes servia, e toda a gente dizia que sim...&lt;br /&gt;Então porque é que eu não sirvo agora? E porque é que não serves tu para mim?&lt;br /&gt;Eu acho que talvez eu tenha mudado com o tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Talvez a tua falta te tenha tornado mais inútil, mesmo sendo ainda um bocadinho necessário...&lt;br /&gt;É que tu fazes-me falta, sim. Mas há coisas que fazem muito muito mais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-2028029907932960920?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/2028029907932960920/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=2028029907932960920' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2028029907932960920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2028029907932960920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-bichinho.html' title='O Bichinho'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-783659325711722676</id><published>2009-05-25T18:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:00:06.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 meses.&lt;br /&gt;4 meses e umas horas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabes, obrigada e amo-te (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-783659325711722676?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/783659325711722676/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=783659325711722676' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/783659325711722676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/783659325711722676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/05/4-meses.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-1852893081276705986</id><published>2009-05-25T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:01:17.438+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CM09</title><content type='html'>Uma palavra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PERFEITO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-1852893081276705986?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/1852893081276705986/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=1852893081276705986' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1852893081276705986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1852893081276705986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/05/cm09.html' title='CM09'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-330350725286247987</id><published>2009-05-23T13:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T13:49:21.545+01:00</updated><title type='text'>cada vez mais aqui</title><content type='html'>Queres lutar com quem?&lt;br /&gt;Para doer onde?&lt;br /&gt;Para ser o quê?&lt;br /&gt;Achas que ninguém vê?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E para quê fingir?&lt;br /&gt;Porquê mentir e remar na dor?&lt;br /&gt;Achas que ninguém vê?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também eu queria parar,&lt;br /&gt;chorar, cair&lt;br /&gt;Para me levantar, p'ra te puxar!&lt;br /&gt;Te fazer sorrir, não voltar a cair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao me olhes assim, continuo a ser quem fui&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez mais aqui...&lt;br /&gt;Não dances tão longe,&lt;br /&gt;que eu já te vi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-330350725286247987?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/330350725286247987/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=330350725286247987' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/330350725286247987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/330350725286247987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/05/cada-vez-mais-aqui.html' title='cada vez mais aqui'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-8918140267149105651</id><published>2009-05-22T22:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:56:37.802+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To Give</title><content type='html'>Too scared to jump, too dumb to fly&lt;br /&gt;What side is stronger on this double-faced mind?&lt;br /&gt;I make lies all day to keep the pain away&lt;br /&gt;God knows my sins are already too big to pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the tears I forget the taste&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should try to lick them off your face&lt;br /&gt;And though I do try the best that I can&lt;br /&gt;You had to be me to understand that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all too sad for me,&lt;br /&gt;It's too hard for me&lt;br /&gt;To believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too painful for me,&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard for me&lt;br /&gt;To give&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-8918140267149105651?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/8918140267149105651/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=8918140267149105651' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8918140267149105651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/99I7gpswhQ4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My plug in baby&lt;br /&gt;Crucifies my enemies&lt;br /&gt;When I'm tired of living&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu sim és o meu mundo bebé :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-3576392732893498600?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/3576392732893498600/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-6032497069060165284</id><published>2009-05-17T18:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:49:32.122+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dAXnPrWvZak&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dAXnPrWvZak&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause you know I'd walk&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;If I could&lt;br /&gt;Just see you...&lt;br /&gt;If I could&lt;br /&gt;Just hold you...&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo dito (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-6032497069060165284?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/6032497069060165284/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=6032497069060165284' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6032497069060165284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6032497069060165284'/><link rel='alternate' 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so bad&lt;br /&gt;It's not so bad...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-8838807824797965948?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/8838807824797965948/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=8838807824797965948' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8838807824797965948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8838807824797965948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-teas-gone-cold-im-wondering-why-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-6391071120127212378</id><published>2009-05-15T21:50:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T21:50:44.319+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Desta vez, nada a declarar. Tenho dito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-6391071120127212378?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/6391071120127212378/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=6391071120127212378' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6391071120127212378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6391071120127212378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/05/desta-vez-nada-declarar.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-7087914732251042138</id><published>2009-05-14T15:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:52:15.824+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Deblb-QQ78&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Deblb-QQ78&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O génio por trás de tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada Jonathan Larson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-7087914732251042138?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/7087914732251042138/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=7087914732251042138' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/7087914732251042138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/7087914732251042138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-genio-por-tras-de-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-2804009051734974991</id><published>2009-05-13T15:16:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:29:12.664+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Substituível</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-CQLTq7Ayow&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-CQLTq7Ayow&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pick you up, later on&lt;br /&gt;What to do?&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you get what you want&lt;br /&gt;Through and through &lt;br /&gt;And if you shatter everything&lt;br /&gt;That we've got&lt;br /&gt;Will you call me on occasion&lt;br /&gt;If you like it or not, oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So turn it up, take me down&lt;br /&gt;From the wall, it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you get what you want after all&lt;br /&gt;And now you've shattered everything that we had&lt;br /&gt;And you call me on occasion just to see how I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now time teaches me to pretend it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you get what you want in the end&lt;br /&gt;And now you've shattered everything&lt;br /&gt;He looks a bit like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replaceable&lt;br /&gt;It's cynical&lt;br /&gt;Call me useless; just you wait&lt;br /&gt;Put me down and call it fate&lt;br /&gt;Broken bridges, wasted hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just stand beside your man,&lt;br /&gt;The boy ain't wrong &lt;br /&gt;Act like I never turned you on&lt;br /&gt;All I do is cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And soon you'll find you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;You call me on the telephone&lt;br /&gt;Who'd have thought that you'd regret&lt;br /&gt;All those evil things you said&lt;br /&gt;Now as friends, we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I think there's something in my eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replaceable&lt;br /&gt;It's cynical&lt;br /&gt;Call me useless; just you wait&lt;br /&gt;Put me down and call it fate&lt;br /&gt;Broken bridges, wasted hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just stand beside your man,&lt;br /&gt;The boy ain't wrong&lt;br /&gt;Act like i never turned you on&lt;br /&gt;All I do is cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you watched me die&lt;br /&gt;At least a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;But it's great to hear you're doing fine&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, too late to fight&lt;br /&gt;But you've got inside this naive head of mine&lt;br /&gt;Now time goes by&lt;br /&gt;You knew you would&lt;br /&gt;You knew you would&lt;br /&gt;I need to understand&lt;br /&gt;Replaceable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode não fazer todo o sentido, até porque nós não queremos que faça, mas &lt;em&gt;infelizmente&lt;/em&gt; ainda faz algum...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-2804009051734974991?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/2804009051734974991/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-4304513569103377147</id><published>2009-05-11T20:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:00:24.772+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SgiDnVCUIzI/AAAAAAAAAVI/gTDoT6EKmrs/s1600-h/42-18400143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334658470305342258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SgiDnVCUIzI/AAAAAAAAAVI/gTDoT6EKmrs/s320/42-18400143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia vamos ter um destes amor, lindo a sério :$ &lt;div&gt;Amo-te (L)&lt;br /&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/4473633316872713579-4304513569103377147?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/4304513569103377147/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=4304513569103377147' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4304513569103377147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4304513569103377147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/05/um-dia-vamos-ter-um-destes-amor-lindo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SgiDnVCUIzI/AAAAAAAAAVI/gTDoT6EKmrs/s72-c/42-18400143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-1775030183607653357</id><published>2009-05-10T22:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:09:22.068+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0Eojz3TCOk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0Eojz3TCOk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode não ser linda nem perfeita nem maravilhosa, mas é tão verdade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, e rawr Brandon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-1775030183607653357?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/1775030183607653357/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=1775030183607653357' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1775030183607653357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1775030183607653357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/05/pode-nao-ser-linda-nem-perfeita-nem.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-1118735798709984179</id><published>2009-05-04T21:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:10:31.717+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You give me something</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sx8DsRnXWaU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sx8DsRnXWaU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You already waited up for hours&lt;br /&gt;Just to spend a little time alone with me,&lt;br /&gt;And I can say I've never bought you flowers&lt;br /&gt;I can't work out what they mean,&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I'd love someone,&lt;br /&gt;That was someone else's dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you give me something&lt;br /&gt;That makes me scared, alright,&lt;br /&gt;This could be nothing&lt;br /&gt;But I'm willing to give it a try,&lt;br /&gt;Please give me something,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause someday I might call you from my heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Não encontro mais palavras mas sei que contigo o amo-te não chega :$ (L)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-1118735798709984179?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/1118735798709984179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=1118735798709984179' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1118735798709984179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1118735798709984179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-give-me-something.html' title='You give me something'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-5996266270121615940</id><published>2009-05-02T21:11:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:19:14.310+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sem fé.&lt;br /&gt;Sem razão.&lt;br /&gt;Sem importância.&lt;br /&gt;Sem esperança.&lt;br /&gt;Sem força.&lt;br /&gt;Sem nada.&lt;br /&gt;Com medo.&lt;br /&gt;Com lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;Com mais medo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É sempre mais fácil desistir, até porque lutar dá muito trabalho, dizem eles.&lt;br /&gt;Julguei-me mais forte que isto, mais forte que tudo, mais forte que todos!&lt;br /&gt;O que é uma pedra no caminho a esta altura do campeonato?&lt;br /&gt;Apanha-a.&lt;br /&gt;Afinal, o castelo que julgava acabado, está apenas no início...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;27-04-2009&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/4473633316872713579-5996266270121615940?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/5996266270121615940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=5996266270121615940' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/5996266270121615940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/5996266270121615940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/05/sem-fe.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-5538286080290755559</id><published>2009-05-02T01:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T02:04:54.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am&lt;br /&gt;A little bit insecure&lt;br /&gt;A little unconfident&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;I do what I can&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I don't make sense&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;What you never want to say&lt;br /&gt;But I've never had a doubt&lt;br /&gt;It's like no matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;I can't convince you&lt;br /&gt;For once just to hear me out&lt;br /&gt;So I let go watching you&lt;br /&gt;Turn your back like you always do&lt;br /&gt;Face away and pretend that I'm not&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be here&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're all that I got&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-5538286080290755559?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/5538286080290755559/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=5538286080290755559' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/5538286080290755559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/5538286080290755559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-little-bit-insecure-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-3819900327601370826</id><published>2009-04-28T20:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:55:58.882+01:00</updated><title type='text'>120 razões para ter sexo</title><content type='html'>1 – porque não se consegue adormecer&lt;br /&gt;2 – sexo para fazer as pazes&lt;br /&gt;3 – sexo de quando se acaba uma relação&lt;br /&gt;4 – um amigo falou-nos de uma posição nova&lt;br /&gt;5 – vingança&lt;br /&gt;6 – quando se arranja alguém imediatamente a seguir ao fim de uma relação para esquecermos a outra pessoa&lt;br /&gt;7 – quando nos metemos com alguém só para termos um sítio onde ficar quando estamos de visita longe de casa&lt;br /&gt;8 – porque não há nada de jeito na televisão&lt;br /&gt;9 – porque se está num hotel&lt;br /&gt;10 – curiosidade&lt;br /&gt;11 – porque está a chover&lt;br /&gt;12 – porque está no intervalo do jogo&lt;br /&gt;13 – dieta/exercício&lt;br /&gt;14 – para celebrar uma perda de peso recente&lt;br /&gt;15 – para que a nossa cama de infância sirva finalmente de palco a algo de interessante&lt;br /&gt;16 – baile de finalistas&lt;br /&gt;17 – já lá estamos em casa dele/a e não nos apetece pegar no carro outra vez&lt;br /&gt;18 – para mostrar lingerie nova&lt;br /&gt;19 – para celebrar uma vitória importante da equipa preferida e/ou de candidato político preferido&lt;br /&gt;20 – oportunidade de o fazer num local específico (ex. num avião, na casa-de-banho do Burger King)&lt;br /&gt;21 – para provar que não estamos numa fase assim tão má&lt;br /&gt;22 – para aliviar o stress&lt;br /&gt;23 – porque temos a depilação perfeitinha&lt;br /&gt;24 – porque nos esquecemos de comprar o presente de anos&lt;br /&gt;25 – porque está a dar a música “Let’s Get It On” do Marvin Gaye&lt;br /&gt;26 – para celebrar a alegria de se estar vivo depois de uma experiência de quase-morte&lt;br /&gt;27 – oportunidade única de o fazer com uma celebridade&lt;br /&gt;28 – para controlar o tempo de cozedura de um ovo&lt;br /&gt;29 – para evitar ter que fazer limpezas, estudar ou qualquer outro tipo de trabalho&lt;br /&gt;30 – porque ela quer&lt;br /&gt;31 – porque está frio lá fora&lt;br /&gt;32 – para animar alguém (por pena)&lt;br /&gt;33 – para manter o ritmo dos vizinhos&lt;br /&gt;34 – porque o nosso companheiro de casa está fora e podemos fazê-lo no sofá&lt;br /&gt;35 – sexo muitooo protegido para celebrar o facto de que ela afinal não está grávida&lt;br /&gt;36 – prática&lt;br /&gt;37 – porque a pessoa com quem estamos tem ar condicionado e nós não&lt;br /&gt;38 – porque a pessoa com quem estamos é de um país de onde ainda não tivémos sexo com ninguém&lt;br /&gt;39 – sexo do estilo “bolas, as tuas pernas ficam mesmo giras nesses calções”&lt;br /&gt;40 – porque se ligou à pessoa errada mas ela até está virada para isso&lt;br /&gt;41 – porque a pessoa se parece com aquele/a primo/a super atraente e isso é o mais perto que poderemos estar de dormir com ele/a sem qualquer problema&lt;br /&gt;42 – para estrear um novo apartamento&lt;br /&gt;43 – porque nos dizem que nos amam e não estamos preparados para o dizer de volta&lt;br /&gt;44 – porque alguém tem que ficar com a pessoa pouco atractiva que é amiga da pessoa gira que os nossos amigos estão a tentar engatar&lt;br /&gt;45 – porque os preservativos estão quase fora de validade&lt;br /&gt;46 – porque as coisas estão a ficar duras&lt;br /&gt;47 – falhas de comunicação (tipo, “ai, deixei cair um Cheeto no teu colo, vou lá buscar...)&lt;br /&gt;48 – para reforçar bom comportamento (como fazer a barba ou lavar os dentes)&lt;br /&gt;49 – para mudar de assunto&lt;br /&gt;50 – amor.&lt;br /&gt;51 – só porque sim, só porque apetece, por tudo... e por nada!&lt;br /&gt;52 - porque nos está quase a aparecer o período (e aqueles dias antes são tramados...)&lt;br /&gt;53 - porque não há tabletes de chocolate à mão...&lt;br /&gt;54 - para engravidar&lt;br /&gt;55-para ganhar a aposta que fizemos com o amigo de que faziamos sexo mais vezes que ele56 - para ganhar a aposta que fizemos com o amigo de que conseguiríamos dormir com aquela pessoa&lt;br /&gt;57 – noite de núpcias&lt;br /&gt;58 – ex-namorado/a que não vemos há anos, ele/a não tem ninguém, nós não temos ninguém...&lt;br /&gt;59 - porque ele carregou todos os sacos das compras até um décimo andar, num prédio sem elevador, e o maridinho não estava em casa...&lt;br /&gt;60- porque alguém tem "um carinho especial" por nós&lt;br /&gt;61- porque acabou o período&lt;br /&gt;62 - porque estamos com o período e temos mais sensibilidade&lt;br /&gt;63 - porque precisamos de nos aquecer e não queremos ir buscar um cobertor&lt;br /&gt;64 - porque sabemos que não vamos mais ver aquela pessoa (better enjoy the moment)&lt;br /&gt;65 - para fumar um cigarro a seguir&lt;br /&gt;66 – porque tenho um novo creme para o corpo que cheira mesmo bem&lt;br /&gt;67 - porque temos que contribuir para o equilíbrio percentual entre habitantes femininos e masculinos em Portugal. (não podemos correr o risco de um dia não sair à rua e sermos atacados por grupos enlouquecidos à procura de sexo selvagem)&lt;br /&gt;68- para mostrar ao nosso PR o que é preciso fazer para haver mais bébes&lt;br /&gt;69 - porque o número deste comentário só por si já dá ideias...&lt;br /&gt;70 - porque a empregada das limpezas tem um jeitinho especial enquanto se debruça com o espanador do pó&lt;br /&gt;71- porque os filhos estão com os avós, pai ou mãe&lt;br /&gt;72 – porque faz bem à pele&lt;br /&gt;73- porque estamos bêbedos&lt;br /&gt;74 - para gastar calorias&lt;br /&gt;75 - para ter mais um bom motivo para escrever um Post&lt;br /&gt;76 - porque ontem não fui ao treino, e preciso de reafirmar os meus abdominais&lt;br /&gt;77 - porque é o/a colega que toda a gente quer no local de trabalho&lt;br /&gt;78 - para testar o mito da dor de cabeça?&lt;br /&gt;79 - porque no refeitório faltou-me a sobremesa&lt;br /&gt;80 - para pôr em prática as cenas de amor vistas em filmes e séries e lidas em livros&lt;br /&gt;81 - porque por muito feia que seja a pessoa com quem estamos, descobrimos sempre alguém mais feio&lt;br /&gt;82 - porque a onda de positivismo gerada pelos biliões de orgasmos recorrentes trará paz entre povos&lt;br /&gt;83 - porque até os grilos o fazem!&lt;br /&gt;84 - para perder a virgindade&lt;br /&gt;85 - porque uma bela massagem aos seios seguida de um orgasmo ajuda a prevenir o cancro de mama.&lt;br /&gt;86 - era uma alternativa bem agradável a estar aqui a ler isto&lt;br /&gt;87 - porque ajuda a desobstruir as vias repiratórias&lt;br /&gt;88 - porque temos um novo brinquedo para experimentar&lt;br /&gt;89 - porque só masturbação também chateia&lt;br /&gt;90 - porque está uma pessoa toda nua à nossa frente (o famoso “naked guy”)&lt;br /&gt;91 - para comemorar a nova colectânea de grandes êxitos do Marco Paulo&lt;br /&gt;92 - aliviar o stress!&lt;br /&gt;93 - começar bem o dia&lt;br /&gt;94 - acabar bem o dia&lt;br /&gt;95 - porque até estou deprimida e um orgasmo vai-me fazer ficar de sorriso de orelha a orelha!&lt;br /&gt;96 - porque se acabou o gás e já não posso fazer aquela tarte de pastel de nata que ando a planear fazer há pelo menos 1 mês&lt;br /&gt;97 - porque para a semana que vem já é fim do mês e vou receber e por isso estou feliz!&lt;br /&gt;98 - porque já marquei as férias e tenho que começar a treinar para depois estar em grande!!&lt;br /&gt;99 - porque ele fez a barba e assim não pica!!&lt;br /&gt;100 - porque sonhei com isso e agora tenho que ver se na realidade é mesmo assim!!&lt;br /&gt;101 - porque estar a ler isto tudo dá vontade&lt;br /&gt;102 – porque é Primavera e andamos mais animados&lt;br /&gt;103 - porque é Verão e as pessoas andam mais despidas e provocantes&lt;br /&gt;104 - porque é Outono e o melhor é aproveitar antes que esteja muito frio&lt;br /&gt;105 - porque é Inverno e está muito frio.&lt;br /&gt;106 - para "não quebrar" a rotina...&lt;br /&gt;107 - porque ainda é de borla!&lt;br /&gt;108 - porque houve um apagão e já não dá para ver televisão ou navegar na net.&lt;br /&gt;109 - porque já estamos fartos de ouvir a(o) parceira(o)!!!&lt;br /&gt;110 - porque nos beijam o pescoço…&lt;br /&gt;111 - porque nos mordem…&lt;br /&gt;112 – porque se estão a vestir, ainda a fumegar do banho…&lt;br /&gt;113 – porque me fazem rir até às lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;114- porque estão a usar uma peça de roupa que oferecemos&lt;br /&gt;115 - por ternura&lt;br /&gt;116 - porque é optimo e faz esquecer os problemas&lt;br /&gt;117 – porque acabei de beber um Nespresso e estou a pensar no George Clooney&lt;br /&gt;118 – porque jogar playstation só satisfaz um elemento da relação&lt;br /&gt;119 - porque só amanhã é que sai um novo episódio de "how i met your mother"&lt;br /&gt;120 - porque ela tem umas Livs que devem ser fantásticas de tirar com os dentes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para a próxima tenho muitas desculpas para usar.&lt;br /&gt;Outra tarde a ver o Matrix e a comer cascas de ovos é que não!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É que já NINGUÉM estuda história!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-3819900327601370826?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/3819900327601370826/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=3819900327601370826' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3819900327601370826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3819900327601370826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/04/120-razoes-para-ter-sexo.html' title='120 razões para ter sexo'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-3264985453887543449</id><published>2009-04-26T22:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:04:30.003+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Os bons velhos tempos,&lt;br /&gt;O homem honesto,&lt;br /&gt;O coração inquieto,&lt;br /&gt;A Terra Prometida,&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo subtil &lt;br /&gt;Que ninguém vê,&lt;br /&gt;Um pulso aberto&lt;br /&gt;E um grande trapézio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, eu não me importo se tu não te importares&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu não brilho se não brilhares.&lt;br /&gt;Antes de ires, consegues ler a minha mente?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-3264985453887543449?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/3264985453887543449/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=3264985453887543449' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3264985453887543449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3264985453887543449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/04/os-bons-velhos-tempos-o-homem-honesto-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-2579986098595232948</id><published>2009-04-26T20:03:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:04:40.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'>tenho que arranjar um plano...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SfSwBiMz_WI/AAAAAAAAAUg/XaM35xFqHYk/s1600-h/6a00d8341c2c8b53ef00e54f571cde8833-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329077799493041506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SfSwBiMz_WI/AAAAAAAAAUg/XaM35xFqHYk/s400/6a00d8341c2c8b53ef00e54f571cde8833-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; {&lt;em&gt;urgentemente!&lt;/em&gt;}&lt;br /&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/4473633316872713579-2579986098595232948?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/2579986098595232948/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=2579986098595232948' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2579986098595232948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2579986098595232948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/04/tenho-que-arranjar-um-plano.html' title='tenho que arranjar um plano...'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SfSwBiMz_WI/AAAAAAAAAUg/XaM35xFqHYk/s72-c/6a00d8341c2c8b53ef00e54f571cde8833-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-3784177299302028788</id><published>2009-04-24T20:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:07:48.357+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SfIN2WaRkGI/AAAAAAAAAUY/EtlpJY3i3yo/s1600-h/200292204-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328336536512598114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SfIN2WaRkGI/AAAAAAAAAUY/EtlpJY3i3yo/s320/200292204-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não vejo a hora de sair com a bagagem na mão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já faltou mais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-3784177299302028788?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/3784177299302028788/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=3784177299302028788' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3784177299302028788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3784177299302028788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/04/nao-vejo-hora-de-sair-com-bagagem-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SfIN2WaRkGI/AAAAAAAAAUY/EtlpJY3i3yo/s72-c/200292204-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-5985233929349943606</id><published>2009-04-24T00:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T00:44:53.548+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I don’t think so. I’d rather relax than work. Get Du to bring home the bacon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha Playstation. Quinta-feira, 11 de Dezembro de 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amor sem pitada de ciúme nem é grande nem verdadeiro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carbonell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Compreendeu? :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-5985233929349943606?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/5985233929349943606/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=5985233929349943606' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/5985233929349943606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/5985233929349943606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-think-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-4605463849627715057</id><published>2009-04-11T22:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:41:41.768+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SeEOGUCIisI/AAAAAAAAAUI/1jSwC7nzTgw/s1600-h/20080704231154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323551736148298434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SeEOGUCIisI/AAAAAAAAAUI/1jSwC7nzTgw/s320/20080704231154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can almost see it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That dream I'm dreamin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there's a voice inside my head sayin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll never reach it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every step I'm takin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every move I make&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feels lost with no direction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My faith is shaken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I, I gotta keep tryin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta keep my head held high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;The Climb&lt;/span&gt;}&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/4473633316872713579-4605463849627715057?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/4605463849627715057/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=4605463849627715057' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4605463849627715057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4605463849627715057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-can-almost-see-it-that-dream-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SeEOGUCIisI/AAAAAAAAAUI/1jSwC7nzTgw/s72-c/20080704231154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-8977212725385003756</id><published>2009-04-10T22:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:40:43.198+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My little secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/Sd-8G0_yPtI/AAAAAAAAAUA/9DN54L9JsNc/s1600-h/56400536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323180110066630354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/Sd-8G0_yPtI/AAAAAAAAAUA/9DN54L9JsNc/s320/56400536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows about it&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me sane is that it's mine&lt;br /&gt;My little secret never gets so clouded&lt;br /&gt;In other people's prying minds&lt;br /&gt;I keep it locked up safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;Cause over time I've found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-8977212725385003756?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/8977212725385003756/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=8977212725385003756' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8977212725385003756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8977212725385003756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-little-secret.html' title='My little secret'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/Sd-8G0_yPtI/AAAAAAAAAUA/9DN54L9JsNc/s72-c/56400536.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-4190993910225239879</id><published>2009-04-05T21:28:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:37:45.646+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A pulseira II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SdkVHecIS1I/AAAAAAAAATo/pr2-NPn9C08/s1600-h/HPIM3906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321307652889267026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SdkVHecIS1I/AAAAAAAAATo/pr2-NPn9C08/s400/HPIM3906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{Uma imagem vale mais que mil palavras}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Embora ame o que temos agora, às vezes sinto saudades de tudo o que eramos quando a apertaste no meu pulso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E lembro-me bem das noites que passei em branco, em que tu e aquelas sms's às tantas da manhã eram o meu abrigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Obrigada e Amo-te (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-4190993910225239879?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/4190993910225239879/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=4190993910225239879' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4190993910225239879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4190993910225239879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/04/pulseira-ii.html' title='A pulseira II'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SdkVHecIS1I/AAAAAAAAATo/pr2-NPn9C08/s72-c/HPIM3906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-193991723845256603</id><published>2009-04-03T22:36:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:39:11.948+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SdaBwKGPA3I/AAAAAAAAATY/WmrqIdCBCZU/s1600-h/compreensao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320582674129027954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SdaBwKGPA3I/AAAAAAAAATY/WmrqIdCBCZU/s320/compreensao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é só porque me sinto cheia, não é só porque esta melancolia invade o meu peito, não é só a saudade da presença, e até da ausência consentida, da pele, do cheiro, dos beijos.&lt;br /&gt;Não é só o vento que sopra devagar, acariciando os meus cabelos, como um toque de veludo.&lt;br /&gt;Não é só o olhar de miúdo preso no que mais o fascina, não é só o sol que brilha em dias de Inverno.&lt;br /&gt;Leva-me de volta para &lt;em&gt;casa&lt;/em&gt;…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-193991723845256603?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/193991723845256603/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=193991723845256603' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/193991723845256603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/193991723845256603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/04/nao-e-so-porque-me-sinto-cheia-nao-e-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SdaBwKGPA3I/AAAAAAAAATY/WmrqIdCBCZU/s72-c/compreensao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-5499263512494519748</id><published>2009-04-03T16:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T18:10:08.564+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Já mantinha aquele segredo há meses. Ela sabia que não podia esperar mais.&lt;br /&gt;Acontecesse o que acontecesse, tinha que lhe contar.&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém sabe bem como aconteceu, nem mesmo ela, mas a verdade é que aquele amor agora existia, contra a sua vontade.&lt;br /&gt;Durante todo o tempo que amou em segredo tentou resistir, tentou negar mas o que sentia era mais forte, era avassalador.&lt;br /&gt;Encontraram-se nas escadas ao fim da tarde, já sem luz.&lt;br /&gt;‘Sabes, eu amo-te.’ murmurou a medo.&lt;br /&gt;O seu coração palpitava invulgarmente acelerado. Mal sabia, embora o temesse, que aquela conversa mudaria tudo, não só a sua relação.&lt;br /&gt;Fitaram-se durante segundos. O medo que sentia revia agora nos seus olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Engoliu em seco. Naquele instante apenas, onde tudo era possível, imaginou o pior, mas ao fim de uma demorada conversa sobre o assunto, e antes de se despedirem, deu-lhe a mão e disse-lhe casualmente:&lt;br /&gt;- Acho que o meu jantar é pizza, e o teu?&lt;br /&gt;Ela respirou fundo e sorriu por dentro. Sabia o que queria dizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sim, está tudo bem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 anos (^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-5499263512494519748?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/5499263512494519748/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=5499263512494519748' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/5499263512494519748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/5499263512494519748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/04/ja-mantinha-aquele-segredo-ha-meses.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-2195196509503399580</id><published>2009-03-29T13:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T13:57:49.991+01:00</updated><title type='text'>vinteenovedoumdedoismilenove</title><content type='html'>Não sei se fui feita para ti, mas ao olhar para trás vejo, cada passo antes de ti, cada passo teu foi em direcção a mim, a um nós que veio a nascer.&lt;br /&gt;Sei que cada passo dado agora, seja em que direcção for, será acompanhado por um passo teu. Caminharemos, lado a lado, de mãos dadas e dedos entrelaçados.&lt;br /&gt;O sentido não me importa, até porque contigo , meu amor, vou até à lua. &lt;br /&gt;Amo-te @&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-2195196509503399580?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/2195196509503399580/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=2195196509503399580' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2195196509503399580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2195196509503399580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/vinteenovedoumdedoismilenove.html' title='vinteenovedoumdedoismilenove'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-6682459114076784258</id><published>2009-03-24T22:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:13:54.631Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somos &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;grandes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gigantes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com 10 metros de altura&lt;br /&gt;falamos 20 línguas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dialectos de ternura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só para salientar que adoro Da weasel e que somos as maiores ó amor :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-6682459114076784258?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/6682459114076784258/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=6682459114076784258' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6682459114076784258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6682459114076784258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/somos-grandes-gigantes-com-10-metros-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-7193851892381485406</id><published>2009-03-24T14:46:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-24T14:52:16.230Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Se você sabe explicar o que sente, não ama, pois o amor foge de todas as explicações possíveis.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só para explicar a razão pela qual eu nunca termino a frase:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu amo-te tanto tanto tanto (...)&lt;/em&gt;; de maneira minimamente bonita.&lt;br /&gt;É que o amor não se explica bebé, sente-se.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-7193851892381485406?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/7193851892381485406/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=7193851892381485406' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/7193851892381485406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/7193851892381485406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/se-voce-sabe-explicar-o-que-sente-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-1863868156346190430</id><published>2009-03-22T11:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-22T11:31:03.748Z</updated><title type='text'>;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/ScYhAeMqBlI/AAAAAAAAARw/7ZzDoVbD9yg/s1600-h/Picture10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315972702147315282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/ScYhAeMqBlI/AAAAAAAAARw/7ZzDoVbD9yg/s320/Picture10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque não tive tempo completamente nenhum para passar aqui, mas não me esqueci.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday angel&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/4473633316872713579-1863868156346190430?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/1863868156346190430/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=1863868156346190430' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1863868156346190430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1863868156346190430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/d.html' title=';D'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/ScYhAeMqBlI/AAAAAAAAARw/7ZzDoVbD9yg/s72-c/Picture10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-6017308639911582274</id><published>2009-03-21T13:53:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-21T14:04:15.652Z</updated><title type='text'>Tranquilize</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dj3I7z8nefg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dj3I7z8nefg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silently reflection turns my world to stone&lt;br /&gt;Patienly correction leaves us all alone&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes I'm a travel man&lt;br /&gt;But tonight this engine's failing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque esta noite devia estar em Barcelona. Mas o motor falhou.&lt;br /&gt;Tranquilize.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-6017308639911582274?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/6017308639911582274/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=6017308639911582274' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6017308639911582274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6017308639911582274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/tranquilize.html' title='Tranquilize'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-5585370902475921602</id><published>2009-03-21T01:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-21T01:42:07.573Z</updated><title type='text'>A pulseira</title><content type='html'>Esta noite vou dormir despida.&lt;br /&gt;Embora não saiba precisar o dia, sei que foram meses e meses com aquela pulseira.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez tenha sido o primeiro passo para que tenhas deixado de ser só mais uma no meio de todos e passado a ser &lt;em&gt;meu&lt;/em&gt; Rita.&lt;br /&gt;Mas a pulseira tem vindo a perder o sentido que tinha, não só por já não dizer Rita e tu já não teres a minha, mas porque a nossa relação evoluiu para um nível completamente diferente da que tinhamos no dia em que a apertaste no meu pulso.&lt;br /&gt;Somos mais, porque somos maiores, juntas, e somos menos, porque somos apenas uma.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso hoje durmo sem ela, despida de compromissos.&lt;br /&gt;Sou indubitavelmente tua. Não preciso do teu nome no meu pulso para que saibas isso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-5585370902475921602?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/5585370902475921602/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=5585370902475921602' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/5585370902475921602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/5585370902475921602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/pulseira.html' title='A pulseira'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-2470152848364124379</id><published>2009-03-20T17:45:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:47:22.433Z</updated><title type='text'>5 minutos</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZbR2v59X0Dw&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZbR2v59X0Dw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;É para quando tu dizes: 'Só preciso de 5 minutos...'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-2470152848364124379?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/2470152848364124379/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=2470152848364124379' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2470152848364124379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2470152848364124379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/5-minutos.html' title='5 minutos'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-3773129055603509595</id><published>2009-03-19T17:53:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-19T17:56:21.362Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há um ano atrás, neste mesmo dia, morreu uma Rita.&lt;br /&gt;Morreu completamente, não vale a pena.&lt;br /&gt;Se a nova é melhor que a outra, não sei, mas foi o que se pôde arranjar.&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/4473633316872713579-3773129055603509595?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/3773129055603509595/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=3773129055603509595' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3773129055603509595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3773129055603509595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/ha-um-ano-morreu-uma-rita.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-3601041591503063608</id><published>2009-03-16T21:16:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:20:31.184Z</updated><title type='text'>The Tango Maureen</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7LcGnP3HY_A&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7LcGnP3HY_A&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're dancing her dance&lt;br /&gt;You don't stand a chance&lt;br /&gt;Her grip of romance&lt;br /&gt;Make you fall&lt;br /&gt;So you think:&lt;br /&gt;"Might as well&lt;br /&gt;Dance a tango to hell&lt;br /&gt;At least I'll have tangoed at all"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes entro tanto na personagem que até arrepia :s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-3601041591503063608?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/3601041591503063608/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=3601041591503063608' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3601041591503063608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3601041591503063608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/tango-maureen.html' title='The Tango Maureen'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-3601661200646801742</id><published>2009-03-16T19:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-16T19:16:41.090Z</updated><title type='text'>T2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cUxC-JB4x-I&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cUxC-JB4x-I&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um pequeno T2&lt;br /&gt;Onde podemos viver os dois&lt;br /&gt;Com vista para o mar e um jardim&lt;br /&gt;Um carro com tecto de abrir&lt;br /&gt;Apenas tenho que virar&lt;br /&gt;A minha vida de pernas pró ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Já faltou mais ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-3601661200646801742?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/3601661200646801742/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=3601661200646801742' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3601661200646801742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3601661200646801742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/t2.html' title='T2'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-4747937529087796456</id><published>2009-03-15T18:44:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:36:38.989Z</updated><title type='text'>Hot n' Cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y-LhyAVzDBI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y-LhyAVzDBI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're hot then you're cold &lt;br /&gt;You're yes then you're no &lt;br /&gt;You're in and you're out &lt;br /&gt;You're up and you're down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong when it's right &lt;br /&gt;It's black and it's white &lt;br /&gt;We fight, we break up &lt;br /&gt;We kiss, we make up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, és pior que uma montanha russa.&lt;br /&gt;Jogamos com palavras, sentimentos nossos, alheios e inventados.&lt;br /&gt;Como rivais discutimos e destruimos ideias.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendemos e crescemos juntas.&lt;br /&gt;E tu, sejas, quente ou fria, sim ou não, dentro ou fora, cima ou baixo, certa ou errada, preto ou branco, tens sempre, sempre razão.&lt;br /&gt;E sei que posso contar contigo para me perceber sempre e nunca me deixar ir abaixo.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada por tudo m.a.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-4747937529087796456?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/4747937529087796456/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=4747937529087796456' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4747937529087796456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4747937529087796456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/hot-n-cold.html' title='Hot n&apos; Cold'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-320067041676616400</id><published>2009-03-14T21:33:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:41:06.117Z</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Yesterday, All my troubles seemed so far away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now it looks as though they're here to stay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, I believe in yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a shadow hanging over me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, yesterday came suddenly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why she&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Had to go I don't know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She wouldn't say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said something wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I long for yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem, abstraí-me disto.&lt;br /&gt;Juro que fiz de tudo para manter a cabeça ocupada, e consegui.&lt;br /&gt;Mas hoje também é dia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-320067041676616400?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/320067041676616400/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-818930143220737081</id><published>2009-03-14T14:12:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-14T14:54:24.110Z</updated><title type='text'>Muscle Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cm3qH89Yr9w&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cm3qH89Yr9w&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you see that I am needing&lt;br /&gt;Begging for so much more&lt;br /&gt;Than you could ever give&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t want you to adore me&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want you to ignore me&lt;br /&gt;When it pleases you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei.&lt;br /&gt;Ela não sabe.&lt;br /&gt;Ele nem sonha.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez. &lt;br /&gt;Talvez não me tenhas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-818930143220737081?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/818930143220737081/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=818930143220737081' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/818930143220737081'/><link rel='self' 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name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OZR_UkJV-wE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's bugging me, grueling me&lt;br /&gt;and twisting me around&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm endlessly caving in&lt;br /&gt;and turning inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I want it now&lt;br /&gt;I want it now&lt;br /&gt;Give me your heart and your soul&lt;br /&gt;and I'm breaking out&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking out&lt;br /&gt;Last chance to lose control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's holding me, morphing me&lt;br /&gt;and forcing me to strive&lt;br /&gt;To be endlessly cold within&lt;br /&gt;and dreaming I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I want it now&lt;br /&gt;I want it now&lt;br /&gt;Give me your heart and your soul&lt;br /&gt;I'm not breaking down&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking out&lt;br /&gt;Last chance to lose control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want you now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel my heart implode&lt;br /&gt;and I'm breaking out&lt;br /&gt;Escaping now&lt;br /&gt;Feeling my faith erode&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mundo só há um. Tu és o meu.&lt;br /&gt;Num dia em que nada faz sentido, tu, como sempre, és a direcção que eu sigo.&lt;br /&gt;E o resto, meu amor?&lt;br /&gt;O resto é treta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-3523887829208522697?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/3523887829208522697/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=3523887829208522697' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3523887829208522697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3523887829208522697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/hysteria.html' title='Hysteria'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-3453974367701245057</id><published>2009-03-11T18:45:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:02:19.231Z</updated><title type='text'>Can I Have This Dance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SbgKDOUsIUI/AAAAAAAAARg/KXFRV0o4X5Q/s1600-h/42-18831392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312006810984259906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SbgKDOUsIUI/AAAAAAAAARg/KXFRV0o4X5Q/s320/42-18831392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's like catching lightning&lt;br /&gt;The chances of finding someone like you&lt;br /&gt;It's one in a million&lt;br /&gt;The chances of feeling the way we do&lt;br /&gt;And with every step together&lt;br /&gt;We just keep on getting better&lt;br /&gt;So can I have this dance?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-3453974367701245057?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/3453974367701245057/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=3453974367701245057' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3453974367701245057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3453974367701245057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/can-i-have-this-dance.html' title='Can I Have This Dance?'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/SbgKDOUsIUI/AAAAAAAAARg/KXFRV0o4X5Q/s72-c/42-18831392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-8503287307553677195</id><published>2009-03-09T20:06:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:06:54.330Z</updated><title type='text'>Unfaithful</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/envYjehnvLg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/envYjehnvLg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna be a murderer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-8503287307553677195?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/8503287307553677195/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=8503287307553677195' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8503287307553677195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8503287307553677195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/unfaithful.html' title='Unfaithful'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-1982531920356231466</id><published>2009-03-09T17:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-09T18:13:46.238Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Entre beijos e loucuras lembrei-me... e se eu morresse amanhã, o que seria de ti?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-1982531920356231466?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/1982531920356231466/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=1982531920356231466' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1982531920356231466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1982531920356231466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/entre-beijos-e-loucuras-lembrei-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-6912302584120948943</id><published>2009-03-07T11:49:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:51:50.681Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não quero saber mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não quero ler mais nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não quero pensar mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não quero ouvir mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não quero chorar mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não quero mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me perguntes porquê, mas isto faz-me tão mal....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-6912302584120948943?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/6912302584120948943/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=6912302584120948943' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6912302584120948943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6912302584120948943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/nao-quero-saber-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-6705935609795973612</id><published>2009-03-04T19:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:09:36.816Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lembras-te daquele sábado fatidíco?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Cause to love you means so much more &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I need to cry you make me try&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to die and ask me why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I can't fight no more"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei porquê, lembrei-me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-6705935609795973612?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/6705935609795973612/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=6705935609795973612' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6705935609795973612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6705935609795973612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/lembras-te-daquele-sabado-fatidico.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-3241834285635839799</id><published>2009-03-04T14:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:17:58.267Z</updated><title type='text'>Midnight Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mpXvr3pyFE0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mpXvr3pyFE0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's something in my head&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in the back sayin'&lt;br /&gt;We were just a good thing&lt;br /&gt;We were such a good thing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acordo todos os dias a desejar que tudo isto tivesse sido apenas um pesadelo.&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes, sem ninguém saber, desejo que quando acordar tenha ainda o teu corpo nu, a tua respiração no meu peito.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não. Acordo e volto a acordar, dia após dia.&lt;br /&gt;Acordo e volto a acordar, sem ti, e com a certeza que nunca mais poderei ver-te.&lt;br /&gt;Nos dias piores, a tua falta custa tanto que dói ao respirar, como se o peso da culpa da tua morte pousasse no meu corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas sabes, por muito que me custe, nunca estive tão feliz como hoje.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto que finalmente encontrei a parte de mim que faltava e não a trocava por nada neste mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Nem por ti.&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te, mas não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternamente &lt;em&gt;tua&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Nádia M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-3241834285635839799?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/3241834285635839799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=3241834285635839799' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3241834285635839799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3241834285635839799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/midnight-show.html' title='Midnight Show'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-4541026375448844945</id><published>2009-03-03T18:46:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-03T19:07:07.329Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Desculpa se te fiz fogo e noite&lt;br /&gt;Sem pedir autorização por escrito&lt;br /&gt;Ao sindicato dos deuses...&lt;br /&gt;Mas não fui eu que te escolhi."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palavras para quê?&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te e és o mundo (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-4541026375448844945?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/4541026375448844945/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=4541026375448844945' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4541026375448844945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4541026375448844945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/desculpa-se-te-fiz-fogo-e-noite-sem.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-8405272682574388340</id><published>2009-03-02T21:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:44:26.172Z</updated><title type='text'>A Minha Sogra É Um Boi</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6M7k2vEsQ1I&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6M7k2vEsQ1I&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só porque ela não é, de todo.&lt;br /&gt;Aliás, é uma querida :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-8405272682574388340?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/8405272682574388340/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=8405272682574388340' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8405272682574388340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8405272682574388340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/minha-sogra-e-um-boi.html' title='A Minha Sogra É Um Boi'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-533805440373142252</id><published>2009-03-01T22:27:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:32:00.114Z</updated><title type='text'>Te amo você</title><content type='html'>I can't do the talk, &lt;br /&gt;like the talk on the TV&lt;br /&gt;And I can't do a love song, &lt;br /&gt;like the way it's meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't to everything, &lt;br /&gt;but I'd do anything for you&lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything &lt;br /&gt;except being in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro de muitos, bebé (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-533805440373142252?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/533805440373142252/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=533805440373142252' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/533805440373142252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/533805440373142252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/03/te-amo-voce.html' title='Te amo você'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-2666257824867421234</id><published>2009-02-28T21:04:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:10:03.979Z</updated><title type='text'>{rir}</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;{gargalhadas}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tens noção que não me ria há 3 dias, e tu foste a única que me fez rir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É por estas e por outras que me dá gosto levantar da cama; &lt;em&gt;"Fazes-me bem a mim, e sei que o fazes também a outras pessoas"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RI-TE mulher! Porque a rir ficas ainda mais bonita ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-2666257824867421234?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/2666257824867421234/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=2666257824867421234' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2666257824867421234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2666257824867421234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/02/rir.html' title='{rir}'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-4947311372759609230</id><published>2009-02-26T19:37:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:39:51.411Z</updated><title type='text'>Fake Plastic Trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HeowFbvpu0U&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HeowFbvpu0U&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks like the real thing&lt;br /&gt;She tastes like the real thing&lt;br /&gt;My fake plastic love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a mocinha loira parece MESMO a Hannah Montana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-4947311372759609230?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/4947311372759609230/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=4947311372759609230' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4947311372759609230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4947311372759609230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/02/fake-plastic-trees.html' title='Fake Plastic Trees'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-8273956856109426827</id><published>2009-02-23T11:44:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:51:09.092Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Acordei com um desejo incontrolável.&lt;br /&gt;Sentia a falta do teu corpo nas minhas mãos.&lt;br /&gt;Tinha que te tocar. Queria percorrer as tuas curvas, fazer-te gemer.&lt;br /&gt;Loucamente procurei por ti. &lt;br /&gt;Em vão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bolas, apetecia-me mesmo tocar guitarra...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-8273956856109426827?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/8273956856109426827/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=8273956856109426827' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8273956856109426827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8273956856109426827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/02/acordei-com-um-desejo-incontrolavel.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-8059433043769923534</id><published>2009-02-22T13:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-22T13:03:41.705Z</updated><title type='text'>More than words</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="345" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/vMB86Rq09R/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/vMB86Rq09R/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and just reach out your hands&lt;br /&gt;And touch me hold me close&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever let me go&lt;br /&gt;More than words&lt;br /&gt;Is all I ever needed you to show&lt;br /&gt;Then you wouldn't have to say&lt;br /&gt;That you love me cause I'd already know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-8059433043769923534?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/8059433043769923534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=8059433043769923534' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8059433043769923534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8059433043769923534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-than-words.html' title='More than words'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-1677623313575300996</id><published>2009-02-20T18:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-20T18:18:51.151Z</updated><title type='text'>AB</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Se eu pudesse roubava o tempo do mundo, fazia cada momento durar mais do que um segundo, e sussurrava quanto tempo é só nosso, se pudesse fazia por ti tudo o que não posso"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Não deixes que um dia cinzento te possa abater, tu tens toda a cor necessária, dentro de ti, para que num instante nasça o arco-íris.&lt;br /&gt;Tens uma alegria de viver única e isso nunca ninguém te poderá tirar, até podem fazer com que desvaneça mas a Rita que eu conheço passa por cima de tudo e todos para atinguir a verdadeira felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Temos algo que nos une e esta ligação ninguém vai destruir (...) Eu amo-te meu anjo, amo-te hoje e amar-te-ei amanha! Podem chegar ventos fortes, trovoadas e tempestades que nem isso vai destruir a nossa amizade! Prometo que estarei sempre do teu lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana B'; 17.06.08 "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tua,&lt;/em&gt; até ao fim dos meus dias, meu anjo &lt;strong&gt;(L)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-1677623313575300996?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/1677623313575300996/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=1677623313575300996' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1677623313575300996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/1677623313575300996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/02/ab.html' title='AB'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-68072843165535795</id><published>2009-02-19T20:55:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:00:28.120Z</updated><title type='text'>Legos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/SZ3H_XlgHcI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Tz4IdBsrKUE/s1600-h/legos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/SZ3H_XlgHcI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Tz4IdBsrKUE/s320/legos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304615827589307842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encaixamos melhor que legos :D&lt;br /&gt;Nunca senti nada tão certo como quando os nossos corpos se unem num só.&lt;br /&gt;Sei que fui feita para ti e o resto é treta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És o mundo (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-68072843165535795?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/68072843165535795/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=68072843165535795' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/68072843165535795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/68072843165535795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/02/legos-p.html' title='Legos'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/SZ3H_XlgHcI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Tz4IdBsrKUE/s72-c/legos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-8651044542013649267</id><published>2009-02-18T19:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:29:22.438Z</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gqRXIsHu9sA&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gqRXIsHu9sA&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if you go I wanna go with you&lt;br /&gt;And if you die I wanna die with you&lt;br /&gt;Take your hand and walk away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juro que não me esqueci de nada. E ainda hei de cumprir a promessa ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-8651044542013649267?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/8651044542013649267/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=8651044542013649267' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8651044542013649267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8651044542013649267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/02/lonely-day.html' title='Lonely Day'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-4567946277589296846</id><published>2009-02-15T13:27:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-15T13:30:48.163Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="345" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/lQ89OR3moJ/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/lQ89OR3moJ/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Porque é a preferida do melhor amigo e ele é o meu preferido :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Obrigado por tudo, fazes tanto sem saberes :$ Amo-te hoje e para sempre (L'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-4567946277589296846?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/4567946277589296846/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=4567946277589296846' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4567946277589296846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4567946277589296846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/02/porque-e-preferida-do-melhor-amigo-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-3702966609101664480</id><published>2009-02-15T12:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:52:16.143Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/SZgP6_fZMXI/AAAAAAAAAEg/R4SpIt46nGs/s1600-h/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 376px; height: 322px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/SZgP6_fZMXI/AAAAAAAAAEg/R4SpIt46nGs/s400/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303006067378696562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're meant to lose the people we love. How else would we know how important they are to us? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-3702966609101664480?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/3702966609101664480/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=3702966609101664480' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3702966609101664480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/3702966609101664480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/02/were-meant-to-lose-people-we-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/SZgP6_fZMXI/AAAAAAAAAEg/R4SpIt46nGs/s72-c/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-551550389889015996</id><published>2009-02-14T13:56:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-14T14:04:27.426Z</updated><title type='text'>Jenny Was a Friend Of Mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C45Z_4Jbd-I&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C45Z_4Jbd-I&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no motive for this crime&lt;br /&gt;Jenny was a friend of mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que deveria dizer alguma coisa.&lt;br /&gt;Mas da mesma forma como o deixaste falar por ti, deixo-o agora falar por mim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-551550389889015996?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-4554892031466766540</id><published>2009-02-12T19:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:33:16.256Z</updated><title type='text'>Love Will Find a Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5XhufW7-c_k&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5XhufW7-c_k&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a perfect world&lt;br /&gt;One we've never known&lt;br /&gt;We would never need to face the world alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can have the world&lt;br /&gt;We'll create our own&lt;br /&gt;I may not be brave or strong or smart&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere in my secret heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;Love will find a way&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;I'm home&lt;br /&gt;If you are there beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like dark turning into day&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we'll come through&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've found you&lt;br /&gt;Love will find a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so afraid&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize&lt;br /&gt;Love is never wrong&lt;br /&gt;And so it never dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a perfect world&lt;br /&gt;Shining in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;And if only they could feel it too&lt;br /&gt;The happiness I feel with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'd know&lt;br /&gt;Love will find a way&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere we go&lt;br /&gt;We're home&lt;br /&gt;If we are there together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like dark turning into day&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we'll come through&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've found you&lt;br /&gt;Love will find a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know love will find a way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are more than we are, we are one (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-4554892031466766540?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/4554892031466766540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=4554892031466766540' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/4554892031466766540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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contar. Não me julgues, apenas tento resguardar o mais possivel este segredo.&lt;br /&gt;Perdoa-me se um dia vieres a descobrir por outros. Perdoa-me ter que te esconder isto. Perdoa-me. Simplesmente não posso, não quero, não consigo.&lt;br /&gt;Vejo-te tão empenhado em descobrir que me assusta, assusta-me ainda mais como vai ser, se o descobrires.&lt;br /&gt;Se algum dia o vieres a saber, sei que nunca mais me vais olhar nos olhos, sei que nunca mais conseguirás confiar a tua vida nas minhas mãos, sei que me vou tornar uma estranha para ti, nunca ma vais perdoar por não te ter confiado isto.&lt;br /&gt;Peço desculpa, mas não posso. Até porque nunca irias aceitar, nao irias perceber, não irias saber controlar-te, submergir os teus instintos.&lt;br /&gt;Peço desculpa, mas não. Espero que um dia percebas. Não é por mim, é por nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tua&lt;/em&gt;, Rita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-2852519170652891113?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/2852519170652891113/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=2852519170652891113' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2852519170652891113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/2852519170652891113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/02/desculpa-me-por-favor-perdoa-me.html' title='.'/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-799871757988581355</id><published>2009-02-11T16:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-11T16:23:59.411Z</updated><title type='text'>Lay All Your Love On Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XqhlL6CrpE8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XqhlL6CrpE8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wasn't jealous before we met&lt;br /&gt;Now every man that I see is a potential threat&lt;br /&gt;And I'm possessive, it isn't nice&lt;br /&gt;You've heard me saying that smoking was my only vice&lt;br /&gt;But now it isn't true&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is new&lt;br /&gt;And all I've learned&lt;br /&gt;Has overturned&lt;br /&gt;I beg of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go wasting your emotion&lt;br /&gt;Lay all your love on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like shooting a sitting duck&lt;br /&gt;A little small talk, a smile and baby I was stuck&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know what you've done with me&lt;br /&gt;A grown-up woman should never fall so easily&lt;br /&gt;I feel a kind of fear&lt;br /&gt;When I don't have you near&lt;br /&gt;Unsatisfied&lt;br /&gt;I skip my pride&lt;br /&gt;I beg you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go wasting your emotion&lt;br /&gt;Lay all your love on me&lt;br /&gt;Don't go sharing your devotion&lt;br /&gt;Lay all your love on me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já há uns tempos que andava para te pedir :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've turned my world upside down&lt;/em&gt; (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-799871757988581355?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/799871757988581355/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=799871757988581355' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/799871757988581355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/799871757988581355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/02/lay-all-your-love-on-me.html' title='Lay All Your Love On Me'/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-8617818159995608228</id><published>2009-02-10T20:03:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:05:38.296Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ritz B' . diz:&lt;br /&gt;ate amanha méo ninuh di ghetto&lt;br /&gt;double bubble diz:&lt;br /&gt;te amanha mea duia qui manda na str33t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já tenho saudades tuas e das nossas conversas, seu gay.&lt;br /&gt;PS - E ainda me deves 1€ seu chulo! &lt;strong&gt;(L)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-8617818159995608228?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/8617818159995608228/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=8617818159995608228' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8617818159995608228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/8617818159995608228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/02/ritz-b.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-6630110121501569720</id><published>2009-02-09T20:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:59:07.525Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Consegues imaginar o mundo completamente vazio?&lt;br /&gt;Todo o globo totalmente despido de gente.&lt;br /&gt;Sem nenhum som audível excepto o correr dos rios e o cantar dos pássaros.&lt;br /&gt;Consegues?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É esta a calma que me transmites.&lt;br /&gt;Porque quando tudo o resto está mal, quando o mundo parece estar à beira de acabar, sei que ‘nós’ está certo e, como por magia, tudo à volta desaparece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não penso em nada, é como se fosse um mundo só &lt;strong&gt;nosso&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-6630110121501569720?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/6630110121501569720/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=6630110121501569720' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6630110121501569720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/6630110121501569720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/02/consegues-imaginar-o-mundo.html' title=''/><author><name>Nádia Paiva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05712734378736133813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn2SRsOdS0s/STr2aKWejWI/AAAAAAAAADI/2RL-PIwAwrg/S220/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473633316872713579.post-512891650707259606</id><published>2009-02-08T19:37:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:06:46.240Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Um dia destes vou amar-te.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou despir-me de tudo o que é meu, para que meu sejas só tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou deixar que o recôndito mais profundo do meu coração se alimente de ti, só de ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou viver numa verdadeira quimera de sonhos e fantasia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou permitir-me chorar por ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou andar contigo de mãos dadas pela Lua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou segredar-te a história da Carochinha até adormeceres.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou lançar-me de uma montanha só para te ouvir gritar "Não! Não vás! Eu AMO-TE!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou adormecer no teu peito nú.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou pagar ao melhor perfumista para que isole num frasco o teu cheiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou beijar-te debaixo de uma tempestade tropical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou ser feliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chama-me louca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um dia destes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4473633316872713579-512891650707259606?l=dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/feeds/512891650707259606/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4473633316872713579&amp;postID=512891650707259606' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/512891650707259606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4473633316872713579/posts/default/512891650707259606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancing-phalanges.blogspot.com/2009/02/um-dia-destes-vou-amar-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Ritz B'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715700770624097743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Lov4q2BJ0w/S2R-RwnQAzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ivHkNovtgKQ/S220/inkih+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
