<?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-6022791602747425681</id><updated>2012-01-11T01:38:10.768-08:00</updated><category term='I love you'/><category term='white light'/><category term='amo te para sempre'/><category term='Fred e Inácio'/><category term='Boa sorte'/><category term='amo te'/><category term='ljubim te'/><category term='engaged'/><category term='Srečno'/><category term='tunnel'/><category term='Good luck'/><title type='text'>Email Love Story No 5</title><subtitle type='html'>I will never give up, I must know, why I live.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://email-love-story.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6022791602747425681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://email-love-story.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rado Zupanc</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104466311121328993142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SimwIFCkKYY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/rgRWA6-lX6U/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6022791602747425681.post-2810130643278817572</id><published>2011-07-06T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T16:42:29.481-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fred e Inácio'/><title type='text'>Não posso e não quero esquecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cMdsYTH37l8/ThTxiP9lzGI/AAAAAAAAB-E/BNlVumbOnj8/s1600/nao+posso+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="135" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cMdsYTH37l8/ThTxiP9lzGI/AAAAAAAAB-E/BNlVumbOnj8/s200/nao+posso+2.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tI4tH3ZpYpE/ThTx6ps9III/AAAAAAAAB-I/HS9KFAblR88/s1600/nao+posso+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="113" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tI4tH3ZpYpE/ThTx6ps9III/AAAAAAAAB-I/HS9KFAblR88/s200/nao+posso+3.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Fred e Inácio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cidade é pequena&lt;br /&gt;Já passei em todos os bares&lt;br /&gt;Eu te quero eu te busco&lt;br /&gt;Em todos os lugares&lt;br /&gt;A saudade me domina&lt;br /&gt;Sei que ta virando sina&lt;br /&gt;Essa louca vontade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo dia eu acordo&lt;br /&gt;E você não tá comigo&lt;br /&gt;Eu te quero eu te sinto&lt;br /&gt;Quero ver teu rosto lindo&lt;br /&gt;No meu peito apertado&lt;br /&gt;Esse amor descontrolado&lt;br /&gt;Te pedindo pra voltar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te quero só pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Sua boca e seu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;De noite eu te busco&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou no desespero&lt;br /&gt;Sem você meu mundo para&lt;br /&gt;É ferida que não sara&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida sem você (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não posso e não quero esquecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo dia eu acordo&lt;br /&gt;E você não tá comigo&lt;br /&gt;Eu te quero eu te sinto&lt;br /&gt;Quero ver teu rosto lindo&lt;br /&gt;No meu peito apertado&lt;br /&gt;Esse amor descontrolado&lt;br /&gt;Te pedindo pra voltar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te quero só pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Sua boca e seu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;De noite eu te busco&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou no desespero&lt;br /&gt;Sem você meu mundo para&lt;br /&gt;É ferida que não sara&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida sem você &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NmJtQHIDToc&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não posso e não quero esquecer &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6022791602747425681-2810130643278817572?l=email-love-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6022791602747425681/posts/default/2810130643278817572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6022791602747425681/posts/default/2810130643278817572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://email-love-story.blogspot.com/2011/07/nao-posso-e-nao-quero-esquecer.html' title='Não posso e não quero esquecer'/><author><name>Rado Zupanc</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104466311121328993142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SimwIFCkKYY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/rgRWA6-lX6U/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cMdsYTH37l8/ThTxiP9lzGI/AAAAAAAAB-E/BNlVumbOnj8/s72-c/nao+posso+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6022791602747425681.post-864687918165415026</id><published>2010-11-30T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T00:38:46.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem você não dá pra viver</title><content type='html'>Quando a noite cai&lt;br /&gt;Eu sinto a falta dela aqui comigo&lt;br /&gt;Pensamento voa&lt;br /&gt;Onde está agora quem eu amo?&lt;br /&gt;Fico imaginando&lt;br /&gt;Fico esperando a sua volta&lt;br /&gt;Tudo aqui é triste&lt;br /&gt;Nada mais existe sem você&lt;br /&gt;Sem você não dá pra viver&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;. . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ko se znoči, čutim,&lt;br /&gt;da manjka ona ob meni.&lt;br /&gt;Misli se spreletavajo,&lt;br /&gt;kje je ona, ki jo ljubim? &lt;br /&gt;Domišljam si,&lt;br /&gt;čakam, da se vrneš.&lt;br /&gt;Tako žalostno je tu,&lt;br /&gt;nič drugega ni,&lt;br /&gt;brez tebe mi ni živeti. &lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Marisa Monte&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Bruno / Marrone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6022791602747425681-864687918165415026?l=email-love-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6022791602747425681/posts/default/864687918165415026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6022791602747425681/posts/default/864687918165415026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://email-love-story.blogspot.com/2010/11/sem-voce-nao-da-pra-viver.html' title='Sem você não dá pra viver'/><author><name>Rado Zupanc</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104466311121328993142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SimwIFCkKYY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/rgRWA6-lX6U/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6022791602747425681.post-671778382343421721</id><published>2009-12-05T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T20:49:59.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skype love story</title><content type='html'>Preteklost ....... je minila &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Passado ..... passou.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedanjost ....... rad živim, rad upam, rad sanjam, delam za ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgjY20ME3U/Sxs1ibFx1FI/AAAAAAAABts/DdF2zXNbSa0/s1600-h/Oliane+invert+colors.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgjY20ME3U/Sxs1ibFx1FI/AAAAAAAABts/DdF2zXNbSa0/s320/Oliane+invert+colors.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliane živi tam nekje daleč, na drugi strani sveta. Pravi, da me ljubi.&amp;nbsp; Poznava se preko interneta, si telefonirava, igrava domine na Skype-u. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Prihodnost&amp;nbsp; - Future &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgjY20ME3U/Sxs1lkesUxI/AAAAAAAABt0/kbR1F3keaTA/s1600-h/Oliana+2009-03-06-57306.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgjY20ME3U/Sxs1lkesUxI/AAAAAAAABt0/kbR1F3keaTA/s320/Oliana+2009-03-06-57306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rad jo imam, vsak dan komaj čakam, da se slišiva. Hočem k njej .... tja daleč na drug konec sveta.&lt;br /&gt;In odločen sem, da bom prišel k njej, tja dalečv Brazilijo, k moji Oliani. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;fieldset class="zemanta-related"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;legend class="zemanta-related-title"&gt;Related articles by Zemanta&lt;/legend&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="zemanta-article-ul"&gt;&lt;li class="zemanta-article-ul-li"&gt;&lt;a href="http://portugalscinabrezmeja.blogspot.com/2009/07/poglavje-06-vedno-pozabim-ime.html"&gt;Vedno pozabim ime Esqueço-me sempre do nome&lt;/a&gt; (portugalscinabrezmeja.blogspot.com)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/fieldset&gt;&lt;div class="zemanta-pixie" style="height: 15px; margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/bd07a3c5-52a8-4a06-b92c-c6415f1baca1/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_b.png?x-id=bd07a3c5-52a8-4a06-b92c-c6415f1baca1" style="border: medium none; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script defer="defer" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&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/6022791602747425681-671778382343421721?l=email-love-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6022791602747425681/posts/default/671778382343421721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6022791602747425681/posts/default/671778382343421721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://email-love-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/skype-love-story.html' title='Skype love story'/><author><name>Rado Zupanc</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104466311121328993142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SimwIFCkKYY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/rgRWA6-lX6U/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgjY20ME3U/Sxs1ibFx1FI/AAAAAAAABts/DdF2zXNbSa0/s72-c/Oliane+invert+colors.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6022791602747425681.post-105998536351584162</id><published>2009-05-28T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T03:03:51.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good luck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boa sorte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Srečno'/><title type='text'>Vive o Presente,Imagina o Futuro..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgjY20ME3U/Sh5hDGLTlqI/AAAAAAAABVY/nSQxuObVqNg/s1600-h/BBlla.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgjY20ME3U/Sh5hDGLTlqI/AAAAAAAABVY/nSQxuObVqNg/s320/BBlla.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340812913933522594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting understand things, which I should realize much, much sooner. Friends are telling about me, that I am naive. Friends are telling me that I trust too much to people. I do not agree. What ever I did, I did because I wanted to do this. What ever happened to me in my life, I do not make guilty others for this. I will never regret my decision years ago, when I left everything and started new life. And I am decided to start again, I am not giving up. I am confused, I am alone, but I will make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Začenjam dojemati stvari, ki bi jih moral že veliko prej. prijatelji mi govorijo, da sem naiven. prijatelji mi pravijo, da preveč zaupam ljudem. S tem se ne strinjam. karkoli sem storil, sem to storil, ker sem sam hotel. Karkoli se mi je v življenju dogajalo, za to ne krivim drugih. Nikoli ne bom obžaloval svojih odločitev izpre nekaj let, ko sem vse pustil in začel novo življenje. In, odločen sem še enkrat začeti, nisem obupal. res da sem malce zbegan, da sem sam, ampak mi bo uspelo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou começar a compreender as coisas, que eu devia perceber muito, muito mais cedo. Amigos estão a dizer sobre mim, que sou ingénuo. Amigos estão me dizendo que eu confio muito para as pessoas. Eu não concordo. O qualquer coisa eu fiz, eu fiz porque eu quis fazer isso. O que aconteceu comigo na minha vida, eu não faça culpado nenhum para isso. Eu nunca lamento minha decisão anos atrás, quando eu deixei tudo e começou vida nova. E estou decidido a começar de novo, não estou desistindo. Estou confuso, estou sozinho, mas vou fazer isso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Como &lt;a href="http://ismaberamyphotos.blogspot.com/2009/03/princesa.html"&gt;Liliana&lt;/a&gt; diz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span&gt;"Eskece o passado,Vive o Presente,Imagina o Futuro...A vida é curta.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EU CONCORDO!!!!!!!  Este foto &lt;span&gt;é o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;passado&lt;/span&gt;, as palavras vazias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Forget history, live today, imagine future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pozabi preteklost, živi danes, predstavljaj si bodočnost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boa sorte - Srečno - Good luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6022791602747425681-105998536351584162?l=email-love-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6022791602747425681/posts/default/105998536351584162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6022791602747425681/posts/default/105998536351584162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://email-love-story.blogspot.com/2009/05/vive-o-presenteimagina-o-futuro.html' title='Vive o Presente,Imagina o Futuro..'/><author><name>Rado Zupanc</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104466311121328993142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SimwIFCkKYY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/rgRWA6-lX6U/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgjY20ME3U/Sh5hDGLTlqI/AAAAAAAABVY/nSQxuObVqNg/s72-c/BBlla.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6022791602747425681.post-3383613714847613956</id><published>2009-02-16T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:09:52.634-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amo te para sempre'/><title type='text'>Lembra-te de que jamais te esquecerei.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgjY20ME3U/SZoWa04R5jI/AAAAAAAABSc/5BdwsZM68Hc/s1600-h/Black-Baccara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgjY20ME3U/SZoWa04R5jI/AAAAAAAABSc/5BdwsZM68Hc/s400/Black-Baccara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303576161309287986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembra-te de que jamais te esquecerei.&lt;br /&gt;Lembra-te que vou amar-te para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Lembra-te que tu est minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Lembra-te que estou AQUI quando vais precisar-me.&lt;br /&gt;Não importa, onde estás.&lt;br /&gt;Não importa, o que estás fazer.&lt;br /&gt;So importa que estás feliz, amor.&lt;br /&gt;Estou aqui quando vais precisar-me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/2431e97f-ecef-4fe5-9183-1689fa486ec2/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_b.png?x-id=2431e97f-ecef-4fe5-9183-1689fa486ec2" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6022791602747425681-3383613714847613956?l=email-love-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6022791602747425681/posts/default/3383613714847613956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6022791602747425681/posts/default/3383613714847613956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://email-love-story.blogspot.com/2009/02/lembra-te-de-que-jamais-te-esquecerei.html' title='Lembra-te de que jamais te esquecerei.'/><author><name>Rado Zupanc</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104466311121328993142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SimwIFCkKYY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/rgRWA6-lX6U/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgjY20ME3U/SZoWa04R5jI/AAAAAAAABSc/5BdwsZM68Hc/s72-c/Black-Baccara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6022791602747425681.post-1252735156637610330</id><published>2009-02-14T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:14:32.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amo te'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engaged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tunnel'/><title type='text'>Why love is not enough to be happy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/48813323@N00/3278394587/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3314/3278394587_8be2d57b2d_m.jpg" alt="The heart shines on Valentine's" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/48813323@N00/3278394587/"&gt;Daniel Greene&lt;/a&gt; via Flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cismabera%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables&gt;&lt;/w&gt; 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	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All this situation is killing me. Am I really so bad person? Bad father, husband, friend. It seems I do not understand life, I do not know how to make it any more.  I am so down, I just need to tell how I am, I just need to talk. I am alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only power keeping me up is loving you and having some hope that once I will may come back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I hope that your new husband will make you happy, I hope he will take care of all problems in your life. I hope that finally girls will get father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good bye, my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank's for all the time I could spend with you, loving you, being father of your daughters, being happy.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  I hope that once we shall meet on the other side of Tunnel with that white light. You know that I've already been there and that I came back because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cismabera%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;My life has been changing a lot&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;this last few months.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Our relation didn't work out and I'm trying to move on with my life.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I meet someone and I'm engaged. I don't know when I will get married, but it will be soon.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Please, try to understand that I need to have someone near me that loves me and that helps&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;me with children and everything else.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;You must move on with your life too. Go out, see new people, make new friends,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;find a woman who can make you happy. Fight for your future and for your happiness at least&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;once in your life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cismabera%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables&gt;&lt;/w&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell&gt;&lt;/w&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct&gt;&lt;/w&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules&gt;&lt;/w&gt; 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/ff648761-cfe9-4f95-a1ce-0fc9008df545/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_b.png?x-id=ff648761-cfe9-4f95-a1ce-0fc9008df545" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6022791602747425681-1252735156637610330?l=email-love-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6022791602747425681/posts/default/1252735156637610330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6022791602747425681/posts/default/1252735156637610330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://email-love-story.blogspot.com/2009/02/voce-pode-fechar-os-olhos-para-as.html' title='Why love is not enough to be happy?'/><author><name>Rado Zupanc</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104466311121328993142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SimwIFCkKYY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/rgRWA6-lX6U/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3314/3278394587_8be2d57b2d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6022791602747425681.post-6404647842261178707</id><published>2008-12-28T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:17:08.714-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amo te'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ljubim te'/><title type='text'>Amo te para sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgjY20ME3U/SVe4W8WD-dI/AAAAAAAABPQ/Uws5SqP724I/s1600-h/rose+from+my+hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgjY20ME3U/SVe4W8WD-dI/AAAAAAAABPQ/Uws5SqP724I/s320/rose+from+my+hand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284895392037861842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="SL" style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You can close your eyes to the things you do not want to see, but you can not close your heart to the things you do not want to feel.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="SL" style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="SL" style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Lahko zapreš oči, da ne vidiš stvari, ki jih nočeš videti. Toda ne moreš zapreti svojega srca pred stvarmi, ki jih ne želiš čutiti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Você pode fechar os olhos para as coisas que você não quer ver, mas você não pode fechar o seu coração para as coisas que você não quer sentir.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgjY20ME3U/SVfFqoZLnpI/AAAAAAAABPY/_yF8mKJTw-0/s1600-h/Beli.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgjY20ME3U/SVfFqoZLnpI/AAAAAAAABPY/_yF8mKJTw-0/s320/Beli.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284910023930781330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know that I will love you for all my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sck6dJenk3E&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Eu sei que vou te amar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;por toda a minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;Eu vou te amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em cada despedida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;Eu vou te amar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;span style="" lang="SL"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Vem, da te bom ljubil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;do konca življenja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ljubil te bom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ob vsakem slovesu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ljubil te bom..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6022791602747425681-6404647842261178707?l=email-love-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6022791602747425681/posts/default/6404647842261178707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6022791602747425681/posts/default/6404647842261178707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://email-love-story.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-will-always-love-you-amo-te-para.html' title='Amo te para sempre'/><author><name>Rado Zupanc</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104466311121328993142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SimwIFCkKYY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/rgRWA6-lX6U/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgjY20ME3U/SVe4W8WD-dI/AAAAAAAABPQ/Uws5SqP724I/s72-c/rose+from+my+hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
