tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31131160871546064742024-03-04T20:19:49.236-08:00100 metros acima do céu!Maryanne Vilellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14262574957184435109noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3113116087154606474.post-32514939269066272212010-09-19T06:20:00.000-07:002010-09-19T06:20:24.170-07:00quantas vezes?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyf5qsluNGnUFzWG-owV83SwgMbIFONqFwAApvGzbsL4cOlbRPJjQq4kBpLJ-hNew2r7N1nvxvPPzU7UUIK7nkIzA0-Lok9D-gtbu2yRWRG3f0cWNQ-UJ12xwoLjj1YS_4KAvJRHdfyrpM/s1600/beautiful+soul.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" qx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyf5qsluNGnUFzWG-owV83SwgMbIFONqFwAApvGzbsL4cOlbRPJjQq4kBpLJ-hNew2r7N1nvxvPPzU7UUIK7nkIzA0-Lok9D-gtbu2yRWRG3f0cWNQ-UJ12xwoLjj1YS_4KAvJRHdfyrpM/s320/beautiful+soul.jpg" width="298" /></a></div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Calibri", "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Faço de tudo por você e não recebo nada em troca<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">?</span></b><br />
Quantas vezes digo que te amo e você pensa que é amor de amigo <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">?</span></b><br />
Quantas vezes grito de saudade de você<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">?</span></b><br />
A minha cabeça entendeu isso mais e o meu coração<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">?</span></b><br />
Quantas vezes ainda vou pensar em você e acabarei chorando, pois sei que você nunca será meu<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">?</span></b><br />
Quantas vezes vou fazer de tudo para ficarmos sozinhos<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">?</span></b><br />
Quantas vezes você diz coisas bonitas para mim e eu acabo confundindo o seu sentimento de amizade com amor<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">?</span></b><br />
Quantas vezes vou sofrer por você não estar ao meu lado<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">?</span></b><br />
Quantas vezes<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">?</span></b></span></div>Maryanne Vilellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14262574957184435109noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3113116087154606474.post-73287169109154506152010-09-18T16:05:00.000-07:002010-09-18T16:05:19.593-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2wEFsjRGENz8gRq2bPfKc14SKQspTHxFDxxc-0minY-RIF9NUTjbi7Kao5EDk7ZPgSXrXKoG-Q6Br1V-ifUymL1u05bbHFLgm1rA7u_deqOQx_guS2OzdiKpreRFdS4CkyfBFKIYlcddN/s1600/3966367609_0982a848ce_z_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2wEFsjRGENz8gRq2bPfKc14SKQspTHxFDxxc-0minY-RIF9NUTjbi7Kao5EDk7ZPgSXrXKoG-Q6Br1V-ifUymL1u05bbHFLgm1rA7u_deqOQx_guS2OzdiKpreRFdS4CkyfBFKIYlcddN/s400/3966367609_0982a848ce_z_large.jpg" width="372" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">- </span></b>Pena é pros fracos<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">, </span></b>que o mundo já esqueceu<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">!</span></b></span></div>Maryanne Vilellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14262574957184435109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3113116087154606474.post-13971851901423935362010-09-18T15:56:00.000-07:002010-09-18T15:56:29.467-07:00Sempre ♥<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU8dC8RDAahPtMrEZ43pdiP1goy7BWVWB6IxKH1DrFPp04NU-tRw7QvMX-MuipUNuZnVn2w-OrflI263hUUWu4sBvCd8IsnibQgbVu1Vv32pyi5Su2VUx-J3RLwCTpQtxTx7H3BBjS2ZZA/s1600/tumblr_l8yhew2JOH1qd0uiio1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" qx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU8dC8RDAahPtMrEZ43pdiP1goy7BWVWB6IxKH1DrFPp04NU-tRw7QvMX-MuipUNuZnVn2w-OrflI263hUUWu4sBvCd8IsnibQgbVu1Vv32pyi5Su2VUx-J3RLwCTpQtxTx7H3BBjS2ZZA/s320/tumblr_l8yhew2JOH1qd0uiio1_500_large.jpg" width="297" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">E eu te amarei<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">,</span></b> amor<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">, </span></b>sempre<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">. </span></b>E estarei ao seu lado por toda a eternidade<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">, </span></b>sempre<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">. </span></b>Eu estarei lá até as estrelas deixarem de brilhar<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">. </span></b>Até os céus explodirem e as palavras não rimarem<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">. </span></b>E sei que quando eu morrer<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">, </span></b>você estará em minha mente<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">. </span></b>E eu te amarei<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">, </span></b>sempre<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;">!</span></b></span></div>Maryanne Vilellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14262574957184435109noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3113116087154606474.post-70303162581391977232010-09-15T14:36:00.000-07:002010-09-18T15:38:05.045-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVPHCEaYOC3lU9koH8GvYwE3RYcCNPIsocfqxT9ZhzI0KCa5yEbtJxTFMpB2Xv6HEOmJXpRDHt7sK5ABvLDMomtkdVprFNOOQjRYiiQ53L9UhimPxvI2Tghu-novdrZHa81U9tccRUPUfF/s1600/4728855008_998ec175f5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" qx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVPHCEaYOC3lU9koH8GvYwE3RYcCNPIsocfqxT9ZhzI0KCa5yEbtJxTFMpB2Xv6HEOmJXpRDHt7sK5ABvLDMomtkdVprFNOOQjRYiiQ53L9UhimPxvI2Tghu-novdrZHa81U9tccRUPUfF/s320/4728855008_998ec175f5.jpg" width="298" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Preciso de você e você precisa de mim<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>, </strong></span>isso é evidente<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>.</strong></span> Eu nunca te deixarei partir e sempre vou te amar muito<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>. </strong></span>Sempre<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>...</strong></span> Se você pudesse ao menos perceber<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>,</strong></span> seu coração me pertence<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>.</strong></span> Eu te amo demais<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>,</strong></span> estou desesperada pelo seu toque<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>, </strong></span>venha me libertar<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>.</strong></span> Serei sempre sua<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>.</strong></span> Querido<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>,</strong> </span></span>venha me libertar dessa dor<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>. :')</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"> <u>Set</u> <u>me</u> <u>free</u><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;">!</span></strong></div>Maryanne Vilellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14262574957184435109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3113116087154606474.post-36677089373304926012010-09-08T14:32:00.000-07:002010-09-08T14:32:13.737-07:001° Post<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2Y10NJDzGAJDkVd1Vf6184ureCoDTacKSLC3NDrNoOYLjLE7WQ_Ryrp-dpigtZG6jID5DIKs9OcJzFbDW8g9OPsFZx7IcZzic8zpWfQVtDl-_tHbjl2lYo2vfvBWb_18nbapzQZVk1-fb/s1600/2666694161_0b56e39424.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="233" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2Y10NJDzGAJDkVd1Vf6184ureCoDTacKSLC3NDrNoOYLjLE7WQ_Ryrp-dpigtZG6jID5DIKs9OcJzFbDW8g9OPsFZx7IcZzic8zpWfQVtDl-_tHbjl2lYo2vfvBWb_18nbapzQZVk1-fb/s400/2666694161_0b56e39424.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">1° Post, que nervosismo :s</div><br />
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oi galera! bom esse é meu 1° post, to muito, muito nervosa HEHE’ mas espero que todos gostem – se é que alguém vai ler p.p bom, minha amiga que tem um blog mt perfeito, o cacophonous pit ♪, ela me ajudou na escolha do nome para o blog, me ajudou na escolha da foto e tudo mais! então, eu agradeço muito a ela, queria dizer: te aminho biguinha ♥Maryanne Vilellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14262574957184435109noreply@blogger.com2