tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460954214330227318.post4047721243694351923..comments2023-03-30T15:00:12.824+01:00Comments on Pequeno Radio Azul: dias são diasRicardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16877265429539456616noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460954214330227318.post-42485276077941881252008-01-05T22:15:00.000+00:002008-01-05T22:15:00.000+00:00PS...É como na cancao do Zé: Bate, bate, bate na p...PS...<BR/>É como na cancao do Zé: <BR/>Bate, bate, bate na porta do céu...<BR/>Onde está o amor, onde está..????<BR/><BR/>:)))) :p<BR/>(Talvez possa te dizer onde está ;))Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460954214330227318.post-23712553784750447282008-01-05T21:46:00.000+00:002008-01-05T21:46:00.000+00:00Hmm, i cannot hold back...:) if you want to know m...Hmm, i cannot hold back...:) if you want to know my opinion (and i will tell u anyway, if u want or not...;)) if i love somebody, i love him every day, just some days my love is "hidden" (bc i am stressed, pissed,...), but it is still there.<BR/>The sky is always there, even if we cannot see it because of the clouds and the rain...<BR/>Personally i think that you dont suffer from "spontaneous day-to-day love loss", but rather your definitions of terms like "love" maybe need some "update" ;) Anyway...you are different ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com