tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81767253139235983832024-03-05T16:51:45.528-08:00LOVE & DANCERitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.comBlogger233125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-44478734667443846112012-02-01T14:41:00.000-08:002012-02-01T14:41:15.917-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/13080153/tumblr_lp7zbxE8Ek1qk1141o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="255" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/13080153/tumblr_lp7zbxE8Ek1qk1141o1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/18913408/tumblr_lvsuzaOWmc1qa4pgdo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="346" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/18913408/tumblr_lvsuzaOWmc1qa4pgdo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/20863696/tumblr_lxjoh56bW11qmt5mvo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="216" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/20863696/tumblr_lxjoh56bW11qmt5mvo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-45006818945151078262012-02-01T14:32:00.000-08:002012-02-01T14:32:03.637-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Já acabou, não existe mais nada entre nós os dois, aquele amor que existiu morreu. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Mas vou te ser sincera, que continuo a pensar em ti.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/7778788/tumblr_lhsmxvdHxU1qdbhv8o1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="305" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/7778788/tumblr_lhsmxvdHxU1qdbhv8o1_400_large.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-4046558540399678132012-02-01T13:16:00.000-08:002012-02-01T13:16:08.403-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.tumblr.com/photo/1280/bec-lassy/16832092924/1/tumblr_lx186l3zdj1qixbdi" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://www.tumblr.com/photo/1280/bec-lassy/16832092924/1/tumblr_lx186l3zdj1qixbdi" width="300" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Vem ser o meu lobo mau, que eu serei a tua capuchinho. </div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-88038243203321839642012-02-01T12:58:00.002-08:002012-02-01T12:58:59.606-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lw7xul05tb1r0w2fao1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lw7xul05tb1r0w2fao1_400.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-32538569681756113042012-02-01T12:58:00.000-08:002012-02-01T12:58:05.284-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyhdrf7hpJ1qdx2ulo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyhdrf7hpJ1qdx2ulo1_500.jpg" width="261" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Tinhas a certeza que não ia?!<br />
Watch me </div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-38544475715071838062012-02-01T12:53:00.000-08:002012-02-01T12:53:25.737-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lusc1mVfbF1qjql02o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lusc1mVfbF1qjql02o1_500.jpg" width="400" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Agora só me resta olhar para a janela e lembrar tudo o que já passei.</div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-48861917912548863502011-06-21T13:36:00.000-07:002011-06-21T13:36:26.630-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Antes que te vayas dame un beso</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Se que soñare con tu regreso</span></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Mi vida no es igual</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Ahora que te perdi</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Como te voy a olvidar</span></div></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><br />
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</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy8_e0WcZ1fedcbyWOo7c0GAJgIbDVwQLyWZLLegVKUV0t-p_o9pSIF0OdqGghwdMazC4pilbvrgi3qz071kqJUzjzPlczCDsrFLcRYMtLzbBY09A6YAOxqzw-e45-U-Vv-exjVdLq-yHi/s1600/marilyn-monroe-and-james-dean.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy8_e0WcZ1fedcbyWOo7c0GAJgIbDVwQLyWZLLegVKUV0t-p_o9pSIF0OdqGghwdMazC4pilbvrgi3qz071kqJUzjzPlczCDsrFLcRYMtLzbBY09A6YAOxqzw-e45-U-Vv-exjVdLq-yHi/s320/marilyn-monroe-and-james-dean.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><i><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXjBmnjN9eK9OAUlQNQqWnOJu_Dl6ytfggTVpm24ZMaR2JYdsDy6-xb9RmXNd760vFzRRdvJCnDe6xLtSvoQDRJ-MjC-jCxfVDAbPveVAbYDeKJ8q9A7R8xrQ9GKuaoec3kcu8EfxJGYmn/s1600/marilyn_monroe_gallery_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXjBmnjN9eK9OAUlQNQqWnOJu_Dl6ytfggTVpm24ZMaR2JYdsDy6-xb9RmXNd760vFzRRdvJCnDe6xLtSvoQDRJ-MjC-jCxfVDAbPveVAbYDeKJ8q9A7R8xrQ9GKuaoec3kcu8EfxJGYmn/s320/marilyn_monroe_gallery_7.jpg" width="244" /></a></div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-74130371506734080902011-05-19T15:15:00.000-07:002011-05-19T15:15:12.183-07:00<a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkv7994aVN1qdiiydo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkv7994aVN1qdiiydo1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Sentir as borboletas na barriga, mas ao mesmo tempo sentir um conforto predominante e uma vontade de permanecer naquele momento para sempre.<br />
Eu tenho sentido isso ultimamente, não quero por esse sentimento a cima de nada, porque não passa disso de um sentimento. Sorrir, amuar, brincar, bater ... tudo o que faço em apenas alguns minutos que enquanto passam parecem horas intermináveis, tudo pára, e de repente os ponteiros do relógio redopiam cada vez mais rápido, cada minuto se torna mais pesado e insuportável. <br />
É como um vício, experimentei a primeira vez, e agora é algo que não quero largar, que quero continuar a sentir. São esses pequenos momentos em que eu consigo ser eu mesma, são nessas pequenas grandes fracções de segundos ou até minutos que eu me sinto eu mesma, sem qualquer substância de dor, simplesmente anestesiada e com um sorriso estampado no rosto.<br />
Essas são as minhas 2ª-feiras, 3ª-feiras (...) é tão bom sentir-me livre e ao mesmo tempo saber que existe alguém que me deseja e que me faz feliz. <br />
Não quero fazer disso a minha vida, mas é isso que eu quero agora é isso que ela é agora. <br />
Sei que não sou tua, mas sei que quando posso te tenho, e quando quero talvez estejas lá. <br />
Sei que a confiança existe, apesar de muitas outras coisas estarem ocultas, a amizade e confiança chegam-me. </span>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-14483108382678823632011-05-17T03:55:00.001-07:002011-05-17T03:55:39.616-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/9841958/tumblr_llbfk4flOZ1qb9wmwo1_500_large.jpg?1305595049" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/9841958/tumblr_llbfk4flOZ1qb9wmwo1_500_large.jpg?1305595049" width="320" /></a></div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-77188671418930603822011-05-17T03:53:00.000-07:002011-05-17T03:53:52.175-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Sozinho, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;">meu pensamento focaliza em alguém. Deixo-o livre, e de repente meu coração aperta. Mas não estou triste, pelo contrário, deixo escapar um sorriso. Comer não me parece tão importante, agora me sinto alimentado por outra coisa. Acordo sempre com os mesmos pensamentos, e os mesmos me impulsionam a ter um grande dia. Quando te vejo sinto coisas estranhas, mas boas. Quando falo com você minha cabeça pensa direito, mas minhas palavras saem embaralhadas, e minhas mãos ficam suando. Meu pensamento focaliza alguém, esse alguém é você. É, estou amando.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Bob Marley</span></i></span></div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-70575150900056798852011-05-17T03:37:00.000-07:002011-05-17T03:37:42.090-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/9839152/tumblr_ll39z03zGq1qgkosvo1_500_large.jpg?1305589427" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/9839152/tumblr_ll39z03zGq1qgkosvo1_500_large.jpg?1305589427" style="cursor: move;" width="246" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Não sei como agarrar o mundo. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Com que olhos olhar para tudo isto à minha volta.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"> Que palavras usar para descrever tudo o que se passa.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"> Mas uma coisa é certa não sou a única com medo,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"> do presente e do que certamente está para vir.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-24139777071247076762011-04-11T16:01:00.001-07:002011-04-11T16:01:27.200-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/K16ltN3nWaU?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-86326004974669334222011-04-11T15:50:00.000-07:002011-04-11T15:50:47.491-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">JABBAWOCKEEZ</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">♥</span></div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-87471087523682164472011-04-11T15:48:00.001-07:002011-04-11T15:48:22.915-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/6843155/tumblr_lg05puMSmV1qgqdk4o1_500_large.jpg?1296752484" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/6843155/tumblr_lg05puMSmV1qgqdk4o1_500_large.jpg?1296752484" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-70342041465898396602011-04-11T15:46:00.001-07:002011-04-11T15:46:40.034-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/7900669/tumblr_le5vf3sQGM1qfiajio1_500_large.jpg?1300035494" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="425" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/7900669/tumblr_le5vf3sQGM1qfiajio1_500_large.jpg?1300035494" width="640" /></a></div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-79685558543686697722011-04-09T13:27:00.000-07:002011-04-09T13:27:37.181-07:00<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Do you do what you did<br />
When you did with me?<br />
Does she love you the way I can?</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Did you forget all the plans<br />
That you made with me?<br />
Cause baby, I didn't</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHmPBTiLsxdsKBHEkJSkjpMMomCW-A5b-SHd1HzIzamh0WATb9DEP3vuxEpAs5ncBIJefmdp8hobj_7ybHfZz5Ps1SY2vtE-01L6SXjNmC-26qiy4LwBTE1NDPWi_OqTMYUcOPENgL0-Tg/s1600/tumblr_lj3guxVqru1qcwffyo1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHmPBTiLsxdsKBHEkJSkjpMMomCW-A5b-SHd1HzIzamh0WATb9DEP3vuxEpAs5ncBIJefmdp8hobj_7ybHfZz5Ps1SY2vtE-01L6SXjNmC-26qiy4LwBTE1NDPWi_OqTMYUcOPENgL0-Tg/s320/tumblr_lj3guxVqru1qcwffyo1_400_large.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><br />
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</div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-7306969291573935662011-04-08T12:05:00.000-07:002011-04-08T12:05:20.475-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">my perfect nightmare</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><br />
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</span></div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-26892580365003622202011-04-06T14:56:00.001-07:002011-04-06T14:56:56.221-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7YY78kx43AtRn-Pg9SL_953LeW_ynjrOgtRTmAv6_RKc3aUZ3uvQM_hxmsbuq-28nWuJxX-5vOQXD3EzwfcXHIb9T2LFzNalr-GJax-mJsgnv99pZClra8ayCYdtW5nPWVmWRgd5uZNiv/s1600/a23a6h_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7YY78kx43AtRn-Pg9SL_953LeW_ynjrOgtRTmAv6_RKc3aUZ3uvQM_hxmsbuq-28nWuJxX-5vOQXD3EzwfcXHIb9T2LFzNalr-GJax-mJsgnv99pZClra8ayCYdtW5nPWVmWRgd5uZNiv/s320/a23a6h_large.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">So come on, won't you give me something to remember?<br />
Baby shut your mouth and turn me inside out,<br />
Even though we couldn't last forever, baby,<br />
You know what I want right now<br />
Hit me one more time it's so amazing<br />
How you shook my world and flipped it upside down<br />
Your the only one who every drove me crazy<br />
Cause you know me inside out, inside out<br />
</span></div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-87953173478206346922010-12-20T14:10:00.001-08:002010-12-20T14:10:59.782-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-TmCof_YuOG6cNTffKuCljhJ0_4KUAY1sXmHKL8B3CxCA0sJi06aza6GqvyWfqWjM14hU8BGVC7R8JOOxvgc5GbWt6Fc5S1Bu88_ILsZ9ILyeH38F3V1JBrjDR-10IdU2YtVCkPVQZHV8/s1600/tumblr_lci8nefciV1qc1tbuo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-TmCof_YuOG6cNTffKuCljhJ0_4KUAY1sXmHKL8B3CxCA0sJi06aza6GqvyWfqWjM14hU8BGVC7R8JOOxvgc5GbWt6Fc5S1Bu88_ILsZ9ILyeH38F3V1JBrjDR-10IdU2YtVCkPVQZHV8/s1600/tumblr_lci8nefciV1qc1tbuo1_500.jpg" /></a></div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8176725313923598383.post-42789044486383277452010-12-20T06:03:00.001-08:002010-12-20T06:03:17.933-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMN7Eo9KwPKdr0Kz-asTfIjojkCcSqd8fHJVU03osImLAl3jIKEa6kQo9J_GeYtvB0ZbEhUERNO6pJzcv0oZNdWqaLRHwAsA1XHXdM4S4iaU2IsPG-pPCBLNGPhCUCZNf6qsQepH0Bzi3p/s1600/tumblr_l025r49IO51qzpe8uo1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMN7Eo9KwPKdr0Kz-asTfIjojkCcSqd8fHJVU03osImLAl3jIKEa6kQo9J_GeYtvB0ZbEhUERNO6pJzcv0oZNdWqaLRHwAsA1XHXdM4S4iaU2IsPG-pPCBLNGPhCUCZNf6qsQepH0Bzi3p/s1600/tumblr_l025r49IO51qzpe8uo1_400_large.jpg" /></a></div>Ritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273210834185147506noreply@blogger.com0