<?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-8315484424259415580</id><updated>2012-05-21T08:27:56.739-07:00</updated><category term='cães'/><category term='Síndrome do pânico'/><category term='Livros'/><category term='Poemas'/><category term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'>Nariz de Rena</title><subtitle type='html'>O blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Min</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356008392094875670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3kIYBf_ptU/TnZpCQJz5ZI/AAAAAAAAAes/0z5rozlmLuI/s220/tumblr_lao1chNRzm1qa70eyo1_500_large.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315484424259415580.post-7546758707980094617</id><published>2011-07-19T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:15:33.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cães'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><title type='text'>Marley e eu !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Gente hoje eu vou falar de um livro que marcou muito pra mim esse ano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Eu chorei muito. Apesar que eu tenho uma sensibilidade muito maior quando o assunto é animal. Eu tinha mergulhado de cabeça nessa historia que quando aconteceu a morte de Marley pareceu até que ele era meu, senti a mesma dor que a do Grogan , lembrei de todos os meus cachorros que também já se foram e deixaram marcas em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Eu achei o filme um pouco fraco comparando com o livro , o filme é um pequeno resumo do que aconteceu mesmo , pq encontramos no livro muito mais detalhes , &amp;nbsp;e todos os fatos que Marley causou durante 13 anos naquela família.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PdCyWf521Q4/TiWMnt9vdiI/AAAAAAAAAdI/40mwG-pqjxU/s1600/384910_1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PdCyWf521Q4/TiWMnt9vdiI/AAAAAAAAAdI/40mwG-pqjxU/s320/384910_1_400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Marley&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;e&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;eu&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;é a historia real de John Grogan que decide adotar um cão com sua esposa Jenny para praticarem seus dotes maternos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mais acabam descobrindo o temperamento desse cão , que não era nada fácil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ele faz um verdadeiro inferno em toda a família&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;''O cão era incorrigível , muito hiperativo e com problemas mentais'' como diz o autor kkk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mais marley chegou mesmo para trazer o amor , a felicidade e mostrar a grande razão da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O que me chamou atenção foi o que o autor disse a respeito do cachorro que me fez ver diferente as coisas que as vezes passam despercebido por mim , e acho que isso não vale só para o astro marley , mais sim para todos os cães:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;''Só então , a morte dele , eu compreendia inteiramente. Marley como um mentor. Como professor por exemplo Seria possível que um cachorro- qualquer cachorro , mais principalmente um absolutamente incontrolável e maluco como o nosso- pudesse mostrar aos seres humanos o que realmente importava na vida? Eu acreditava que sim. Lealdade. Coragem. Devoção. Simplicidade.Alegria. E também as coisas que não tinham importância. Um cão não precisa de carros modernos , palacetes ou roupas de grifes. Símbolos de status não significam nada para ele. Um pedaço de madeira encontrado na praia serve. Um cão não julga os outros por sua cor , credo ou classe , mais por quem são por dentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Um cão não se importa se você é rico ou pobre, educado ou analfabeto , inteligente ou burro. Se você lhe dar seu coração ele lhe dará o dele.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;''Cenas do Filme''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;''Marley comendo o sofá ...'' &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;(esse quase foi o seu fim.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XpkpMrRwVKg/TiWSKeIyNbI/AAAAAAAAAdM/OMK22KxQ5tY/s1600/marley-and-me-review.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XpkpMrRwVKg/TiWSKeIyNbI/AAAAAAAAAdM/OMK22KxQ5tY/s320/marley-and-me-review.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; '' Marley e o seu medo de trovoes'' , &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;(nada passava dispercebido por ele.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-31wnhgG9t1U/TiWSbyqh1HI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/egfixo1mBCQ/s1600/marley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-31wnhgG9t1U/TiWSbyqh1HI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/egfixo1mBCQ/s320/marley.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;''Marley na praia dos cães'' , &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;(expulso como era de se esperar!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1LFnhFXXzR4/Tht_xmUxA9I/AAAAAAAAAcY/jsWCjXViwug/s1600/claricelispector51.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1LFnhFXXzR4/Tht_xmUxA9I/AAAAAAAAAcY/jsWCjXViwug/s320/claricelispector51.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;''Já escondi um AMOR com medo de perdê-lo, já perdi um AMOR por escondê-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Já segurei nas mãos de alguém por medo, já tive tanto medo, ao ponto de nem sentir minhas mãos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já expulsei pessoas que amava de minha vida, já me arrependi por isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já passei noites chorando até pegar no sono, já fui dormir tão feliz, ao ponto de nem conseguir fechar os olhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já acreditei em amores perfeitos, já descobri que eles não existem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já amei pessoas que me decepcionaram, já decepcionei pessoas que me amaram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já passei horas na frente do espelho tentando descobrir quem sou, já tive tanta certeza de mim, ao ponto de querer sumir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já menti e me arrependi depois, já falei a verdade e também me arrependi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já fingi não dar importância às pessoas que amava, para mais tarde chorar quieta em meu canto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já sorri chorando lágrimas de tristeza, já chorei de tanto rir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já acreditei em pessoas que não valiam a pena, já deixei de acreditar nas que realmente valiam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já tive crises de riso quando não podia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já quebrei pratos, copos e vasos, de raiva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já senti muita falta de alguém, mas nunca lhe disse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já gritei quando deveria calar, já calei quando deveria gritar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Muitas vezes deixei de falar o que penso para agradar uns, outras vezes falei o que não pensava para magoar outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já fingi ser o que não sou para agradar uns, já fingi ser o que não sou para desagradar outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já contei piadas e mais piadas sem graça, apenas para ver um amigo feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já inventei histórias com final feliz para dar esperança a quem precisava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já sonhei demais, ao ponto de confundir com a realidade... Já tive medo do escuro, hoje no escuro "me acho, me agacho, fico ali".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já cai inúmeras vezes achando que não iria me reerguer, já me reergui inúmeras vezes achando que não cairia mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já liguei para quem não queria apenas para não ligar para quem realmente queria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já corri atrás de um carro, por ele levar embora, quem eu amava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já chamei pela mamãe no meio da noite fugindo de um pesadelo. Mas ela não apareceu e foi um pesadelo maior ainda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Já chamei pessoas próximas de "amigo" e descobri que não eram... Algumas pessoas nunca precisei chamar de nada e sempre foram e serão especiais para mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Não me dêem fórmulas certas, porque eu não espero acertar sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Não me mostre o que esperam de mim, porque vou seguir meu coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Não me façam ser o que não sou, não me convidem a ser igual, porque sinceramente sou diferente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Não sei amar pela metade, não sei viver de mentiras, não sei voar com os pés no chão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Sou sempre eu mesma, mas com certeza não serei a mesma pra SEMPRE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Gosto dos venenos mais lentos, das bebidas mais amargas, das drogas mais poderosas, das idéias mais insanas, dos pensamentos mais complexos, dos sentimentos mais fortes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Tenho um apetite voraz e os delírios mais loucos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Você pode até me empurrar de um penhasco q eu vou dizer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; - E daí? EU ADORO VOAR!''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Clarice Lispector.&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/8315484424259415580-5557387681805762879?l=yasminblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/5557387681805762879/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2011/07/ja-escondi-um-amor-com-medo-de-perde-lo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/5557387681805762879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/5557387681805762879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2011/07/ja-escondi-um-amor-com-medo-de-perde-lo.html' title='Diva da literatura brasileira !'/><author><name>Min</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356008392094875670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3kIYBf_ptU/TnZpCQJz5ZI/AAAAAAAAAes/0z5rozlmLuI/s220/tumblr_lao1chNRzm1qa70eyo1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1LFnhFXXzR4/Tht_xmUxA9I/AAAAAAAAAcY/jsWCjXViwug/s72-c/claricelispector51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315484424259415580.post-699031670229328331</id><published>2011-06-16T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:20:50.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Formigas no café</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YedYESzVnBY/Tforux3DT0I/AAAAAAAAAbw/peXSyICj62o/s1600/cafe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YedYESzVnBY/Tforux3DT0I/AAAAAAAAAbw/peXSyICj62o/s320/cafe.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Pessoas morrem ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Morrem iguais a formigas do açúcar que&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;caem em seu café, o mar negro do seu fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Nunca pensei nisso más pessoas morrem da mesma forma , só que em terra firme!&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/8315484424259415580-699031670229328331?l=yasminblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/699031670229328331/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2011/06/formiga-no-cafe.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/699031670229328331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/699031670229328331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2011/06/formiga-no-cafe.html' title='Formigas no café'/><author><name>Min</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356008392094875670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3kIYBf_ptU/TnZpCQJz5ZI/AAAAAAAAAes/0z5rozlmLuI/s220/tumblr_lao1chNRzm1qa70eyo1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YedYESzVnBY/Tforux3DT0I/AAAAAAAAAbw/peXSyICj62o/s72-c/cafe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315484424259415580.post-8403053207369653785</id><published>2011-05-09T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T16:54:49.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trilha sonora da minha vida!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Essa música marcou minha vida , e acho que de muitos também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Mais pra mim ela foi muito mais especial pq ela embalou um amor verdadeiro em qual nunca vou me esquecer. Ela é muito linda e sempre quando estou sozinha choro , rs que coisa mais clichê né?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Mais não é. Eu tenho uma sensibilidade muito maior com essa música do que com qualquer outra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Postei ela aqui hoje por isso , pq ela é muito especial pra mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/C8LSQNdkXPY/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C8LSQNdkXPY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C8LSQNdkXPY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Eu queria te contar o que estou sentindo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Eu poderia mentir para mim mesmo, mas é verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Não há dúvidas quando olho nos seus olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Menina, estou com a cabeça em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Eu vivi tanto tempo acreditando que todo amor é cego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Mas tudo em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Está me dizendo que agora é...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Pra sempre, agora eu sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;E não tenho dúvidas em minha mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Pra sempre, até que minha vida termine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Menina, eu te amarei pra sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Eu ouço o eco da promessa que eu fiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"Quando você é forte, pode seguir sozinho"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Mas estas palavras soam distante quando olho pra você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Não, eu não quero seguir sozinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Nunca pensei que colocaria meu coração na linha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Mas tudo em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Está me dizendo que agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Pra sempre, agora eu sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;E não tenho dúvidas em minha mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Pra sempre, até que minha vida termine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Menina, eu te amarei pra sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Yeah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Eu vejo meu futuro quando olho em seus olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;O seu amor faz meu coração viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Porque eu vivi minha vida acreditando que todo amor é cego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Mas tudo em você, está me dizendo que agora é...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Pra sempre, agora eu sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;E não tenho dúvidas em minha mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Pra sempre, até que minha vida termine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Menina, eu te amarei pra sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Ohhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Pra sempre, agora eu sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;E não tenho dúvidas em minha mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Pra sempre, até que minha vida termine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Menina, eu te amarei pra sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8315484424259415580-8403053207369653785?l=yasminblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/8403053207369653785/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2011/05/essa-musica-marcou-minha-vida-e-acho.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/8403053207369653785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/8403053207369653785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2011/05/essa-musica-marcou-minha-vida-e-acho.html' title='Trilha sonora da minha vida!'/><author><name>Min</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356008392094875670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3kIYBf_ptU/TnZpCQJz5ZI/AAAAAAAAAes/0z5rozlmLuI/s220/tumblr_lao1chNRzm1qa70eyo1_500_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315484424259415580.post-3501946079395906375</id><published>2011-05-08T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T07:52:35.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Cântico XII</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Renova-te.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Renasce em ti mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Multiplica os teus olhos , para verem mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Multiplica-se os teus braços pára semeares tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Destrói&amp;nbsp;os olhos que tiverem visto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cria outros , para as visões novas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Destrói os braços que tiverem semeado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para se esquecerem de colher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sê sempre o mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sempre outro.Mas sempre alto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sempre longe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E dentro de tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Cecília Meireles)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;''Adoro esse poema da Cecília gente*-* não sei se vcs conseguiram entender com a mesma intensidade que eu&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;Veja tudo , mude , mais mude para melhor , busque coisas novas e esqueça das velhas , voe longe mais dentro do possível.&amp;nbsp;Eu acho que isso e essencial&amp;nbsp;para &amp;nbsp;nos crescermos como pessoa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;incrível como a poesia tem uma graça diferente dos outros tipos de textos.''&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8315484424259415580-3501946079395906375?l=yasminblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/3501946079395906375/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2011/05/poema.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/3501946079395906375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/3501946079395906375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2011/05/poema.html' title='Cântico XII'/><author><name>Min</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356008392094875670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3kIYBf_ptU/TnZpCQJz5ZI/AAAAAAAAAes/0z5rozlmLuI/s220/tumblr_lao1chNRzm1qa70eyo1_500_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315484424259415580.post-7100776769596865203</id><published>2011-05-07T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T07:54:15.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Síndrome do pânico'/><title type='text'>De toda aquela escuridão , hoje eu vejo uma luz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;''A gente foge da solidão quando tem medo dos próprios pensamentos''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Essa frase de Erico Veríssimo ficou na minha cabeça pq eu sempre achei que a solidão era tudo ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;eu invergonhadamente achava a solidão ótima, mais ela é mais perigosa do que eu imaginava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hoje eu fujo dela como um fel que foge de seu julgamento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Graças a ela eu não tive mais domínios dos meus pensamentos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;e fiquei doente do meu intelecto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Se vcs lerem o texto um pouco vcs vão entender do que estou falando....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5nWx4-aji00/TcXBcyPoOTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/MDAqNMng1rM/s1600/luz-infern.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5nWx4-aji00/TcXBcyPoOTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/MDAqNMng1rM/s320/luz-infern.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Estava passando por momentos muito difíceis em minha vida, acho que foi a pior experiência que já tive. Parecia que estava em um filme de terror.È incrível como a maioria das coisas que escrevo aqui são sobre melancolias,mais é que as coisas boas eu prefiro viver até o ultimo instante ,jamais eu iria sentar e ficar escrevendo enquanto tem um mundo lindo lá fora me esperando , normalmente eu não faço isso mesmo quando estou feliz.Quando estou triste como esses tempos que estive muito tempo com o meu emocional quebrado é muito mais fácil sentar e escrever tudo que sinto, meu eu-lírico é dez vezes mais forte.Como não falo muito sobre mim para as pessoas prefiro desabafar escrevendo..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Continuando.. eu melhorei bastante da minha espécie de fobia social , do pânico em que estava vivendo , hoje já consigo fazer tudo que fazia antigamente. Mais é um processo muito lento , mais eu não desisto jamais. è resolver o problema ou continuar prisioneiro dele ,sendo infeliz pra sempre.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deus , meus familiares e alguns íntimos são os que tão me dando força pra superar isso.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E é pelo amor deles que vou me recuperar!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Estava precisando dizer sobre isso , pq era uma coisa que já estava fazendo parte da minha rotina.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mais daqui pra frente vai ser diferente , e eu sei que vou aprender em dobro com tudo que passei.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;E se estiver alguém que esteje passando pelo mesmo problema , eu estarei de portas abertas para ajudar!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;=)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Até mais&lt;/i&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/8315484424259415580-7100776769596865203?l=yasminblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/7100776769596865203/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2011/05/estava-passando-por-momentos-muito.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/7100776769596865203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/7100776769596865203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2011/05/estava-passando-por-momentos-muito.html' title='De toda aquela escuridão , hoje eu vejo uma luz!'/><author><name>Min</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356008392094875670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3kIYBf_ptU/TnZpCQJz5ZI/AAAAAAAAAes/0z5rozlmLuI/s220/tumblr_lao1chNRzm1qa70eyo1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5nWx4-aji00/TcXBcyPoOTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/MDAqNMng1rM/s72-c/luz-infern.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315484424259415580.post-1198909757529214498</id><published>2011-03-23T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T09:49:24.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cidade Suja</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iC30aFChbI8/TYpdjuS0qRI/AAAAAAAAAbU/IqhuMhx-DFM/s1600/Fire_Eye.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iC30aFChbI8/TYpdjuS0qRI/AAAAAAAAAbU/IqhuMhx-DFM/s200/Fire_Eye.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;Estou cansada desta cidade suja e cheia de monstros, &lt;br /&gt;Quero ir para outro lugar, onde tenha ar fresco das arvores e o canto dos pássaros, &lt;br /&gt;Em um lugar puro tão puro quanto uma virgem. Sem máquinas possuindo minha mente me dominando totalmente invadindo meu cérebro de poluição.Mudando a minha genética natural para outra artificial , não quero viver assim. Quero ser pessoa mais ser pessoa de verdade e não robôs disfarçados, A cada lagrima que cai é uma dor, uma dor sem nome uma dor que nem sei de onde vem, mais eu sinto. Esse medo que me consome como fogo na brasa. O que me corrói?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;O que me perturba?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;Tenho medo de monstros, os monstros que se chamam SERES HUMANOS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt; Eu vim deles e hoje tenho medo, tenho medo da minha espécie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8315484424259415580-1198909757529214498?l=yasminblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/1198909757529214498/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2011/03/cidade-suja_4769.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/1198909757529214498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/1198909757529214498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2011/03/cidade-suja_4769.html' title='Cidade Suja'/><author><name>Min</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356008392094875670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3kIYBf_ptU/TnZpCQJz5ZI/AAAAAAAAAes/0z5rozlmLuI/s220/tumblr_lao1chNRzm1qa70eyo1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iC30aFChbI8/TYpdjuS0qRI/AAAAAAAAAbU/IqhuMhx-DFM/s72-c/Fire_Eye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315484424259415580.post-5049403244425348566</id><published>2011-03-04T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T07:58:27.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♪ Música do dia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;''&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Um dia pretendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Tentar descobrir&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Porque e mais forte quem sabe mentir.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Num quero lembrar que eu minto também&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Eu sei... Eu sei.....''         &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; (Legião Urbana , Sexo Verbal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8315484424259415580-5049403244425348566?l=yasminblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/5049403244425348566/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-quero-lembrar-que-eu-erro-tambem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/5049403244425348566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/5049403244425348566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-quero-lembrar-que-eu-erro-tambem.html' title='♪ Música do dia!'/><author><name>Min</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356008392094875670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3kIYBf_ptU/TnZpCQJz5ZI/AAAAAAAAAes/0z5rozlmLuI/s220/tumblr_lao1chNRzm1qa70eyo1_500_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315484424259415580.post-7821396838333914843</id><published>2011-02-27T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T17:31:31.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Música</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AKsMTJFXjGE/TWroVST0JeI/AAAAAAAAAZY/WD1avuQ4DE0/s1600/A++mulher+viol%255Dao+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AKsMTJFXjGE/TWroVST0JeI/AAAAAAAAAZY/WD1avuQ4DE0/s320/A++mulher+viol%255Dao+%25281%2529.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As notas soam em meus ouvidos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;como o canto dos pássaros ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Em uma única linha eu vejo o horizonte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Tão Precisa e satisfazendo os meus tímpanos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Quem dera se as palavras me soassem assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;tão sereno, tão simples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Minha guitarra chora ,chora ao meu toque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;chora por não aguentar sua dor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ah se o meu corpo fosse música ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Viveria somente de canções ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;sempre em harmonia com o meu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sem meus dedos para tocar aquela música tudo é silencio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;E é naquele compasso que eu me jogo e me afogo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ah se a minha vida fosse música , somente música.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/8315484424259415580-7821396838333914843?l=yasminblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/7821396838333914843/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2011/02/musica.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/7821396838333914843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/7821396838333914843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2011/02/musica.html' title='Música'/><author><name>Min</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356008392094875670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3kIYBf_ptU/TnZpCQJz5ZI/AAAAAAAAAes/0z5rozlmLuI/s220/tumblr_lao1chNRzm1qa70eyo1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AKsMTJFXjGE/TWroVST0JeI/AAAAAAAAAZY/WD1avuQ4DE0/s72-c/A++mulher+viol%255Dao+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315484424259415580.post-8336165436636965336</id><published>2011-02-03T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T09:59:11.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naquele Silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lk2cezP9Ljk/TWP4tCZxiBI/AAAAAAAAAZU/MOTvZf8K328/s1600/Lost_In_A_Book_by_indie_cisive.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lk2cezP9Ljk/TWP4tCZxiBI/AAAAAAAAAZU/MOTvZf8K328/s320/Lost_In_A_Book_by_indie_cisive.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/TUriULQTaNI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hodnqvkeWQM/s1600/pomba.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tem dias que prefiro viver de olhos fechados ,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sei que quando abro me doí , a realidade me machuca ,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;por isso prefiro viver de imaginação.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;È sempre com o peito apertado que sai o meu sorriso ,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me sinto atraída apenas da minha intuição.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como queria descobrir o segredo dos homens.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ah quem me dera descobrir aquele amor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Olhos de cobra eu sei que não me vê ,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;mais seu veneno é o que me sede.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Minha pena branca , não escreverei para te conservar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A tinta esta derramando toda no papel.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me diz quem é essa força que me impede?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O que posso te dar em troca por um pouco de sucego?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meu silencio é minha alma ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;quem me dera descobrir o segredo da solidão.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sou uma gota caindo do telhado que se esparrama pelo chão.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me mostre o caminho que não sei seguir.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Linda menina dançando e encantando com seu ventre ,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;seus olhos me possuem e a alma de nossa gente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Estrela que me olha , que me olha diferente&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como vou saber quem é o meu amor com tantas entres ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8315484424259415580-8336165436636965336?l=yasminblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/8336165436636965336/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Esse ano foi muito diferente pra mim ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Conheci , fiz e experimentei coisas novas ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Tive muitas decepções mais também tive muitas glórias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Perdi amigos mais conheci muitos também ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Consegui me enxergar um pouco melhor ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Descobri o amor que tinha dentro de mim e não sabia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Aprendi com os outros e ensinei muito também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Tive sentimentos nunca sentidos antes ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Me abri para o mundo e soube respeitar as diferenças ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Aprendi a escutar um pouco mais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Comecei a dar valor para quem me amava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;e percebi que o mundo não sou eu que faço sozinha ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sem o amor eu não sou nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='2010'/><author><name>Min</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356008392094875670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3kIYBf_ptU/TnZpCQJz5ZI/AAAAAAAAAes/0z5rozlmLuI/s220/tumblr_lao1chNRzm1qa70eyo1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/TQ-oAp_J4_I/AAAAAAAAAY4/hk-NbB6gj2Q/s72-c/girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315484424259415580.post-1379562812663122483</id><published>2010-10-24T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T10:54:01.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha Diva *-*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #f6b26b; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/TQwODs6SB8I/AAAAAAAAAW8/Zkweav8jL34/s1600/images+%25283%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/TQwODs6SB8I/AAAAAAAAAW8/Zkweav8jL34/s1600/images+%25283%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Hoje eu to aqui pra falar o quanto eu amo essa mulher, ela é uns dos ícones femininos mais importante na historia do rock.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Estreou sua carreira nos anos 70 com a banda The Runaways que alias esta em cartaz nos Estados Unidos o filme que retrata sobre a história de sua vida e de sua carreira.Na década de 80 ela saio do TR para formar o The Blackheats, saindo um pouco do cenário hard rock e entrando mais para o Punk Rock com um som mais agressivo mais nunca deixando suas verdadeiras origens para traz. Ela é famosa pelos seus grandes singles, estourou nas rádios com a música I love rock'n'Roll e muitas outras também... Além de cantar é uma ótima guitarrista sempre fazendo grandes performances em seus shows...Em Setembro desse ano Joan completou 52 anos e esta linda como nunca esbanjando simpatia como sempre.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Que ela é boa todo mundo já sabe, agora vamos esperar para saber qual vai ser a ultima de Joan e o que ela esta planejando para o ano que vem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Comentem quem tem alguma opinião sobre a diva do rock, beijão pessoal até a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;próxima ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="" 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315484424259415580.post-1754259776394089817</id><published>2010-01-24T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T10:59:44.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desenho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Desenho é mais do que papel e lápis,&lt;br /&gt;É o mundo da criatividade,&lt;br /&gt;Desenho é um sentimento,&lt;br /&gt;Uma forma de expressão e de estado,&lt;br /&gt;É uma arte que nem todos conseguem ver,&lt;br /&gt;É cada coisinha nos seus mínimos&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_1_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;detalhes ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_2_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;diferença ,cada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_3_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;linda ,cada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;curva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="eL_4_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;isso faz parte da perfeição da obra!&lt;br /&gt;Desenho é liberdade de expressão!&lt;br /&gt;A vida tem um lado claro e um lado escuro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="eL_5_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;pois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;o mundo da criatividade é composto de luz e sombra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315484424259415580.post-6568574403061628151</id><published>2010-01-19T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T17:57:49.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/TQwVBV1xn3I/AAAAAAAAAXE/aKTpxXOSQ8A/s1600/images+%25285%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/TQwVBV1xn3I/AAAAAAAAAXE/aKTpxXOSQ8A/s1600/images+%25285%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hoje mais um dia qualquer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho tantos argumentos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Já tentei ser diferente apenas pra ficar melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Ninguém imagina como é isso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Às vezes acho que é uma maldição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Mais acho que o problema é comigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Para me entender vai ter que ser igual a mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Ate agora ta sempre a mesma coisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Todo mundo seguindo as mesmas regras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;O que é exatamente o certo e o errado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Não existe inferno todos nos pagamos na terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Por mais que outros olhos achem que não deve ser assim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;eu quero que seja do jeito que eu acho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Estamos todos juntos nos divertindo sem noção da hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Ninguém vai resolver nada apenas me dizendo o que fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Todos dizem que me amam mais não estão comigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Não ria de mim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Ainda não abaixei a minha cabeça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Eu sempre sei como me defender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;O tempo passa e nada muda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Às vezes me ponho pra baixo achando que nada mais vai mudar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Queria saber o que se passa na cabeça de cada um,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Já não sei o que vou fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Mais um dia vai ser diferente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Agora eu &amp;nbsp;já posso resolver o que esta me machucando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Eu sei que não sou a mesma de antes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Não sei nem se alguém vai ler isso, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;talvez não tenha sentido nenhum para vc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8315484424259415580-6568574403061628151?l=yasminblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/6568574403061628151/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/hoje-mais-um-dia-qualquer-tenho-tantos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/6568574403061628151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/6568574403061628151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/hoje-mais-um-dia-qualquer-tenho-tantos.html' title='Hoje!'/><author><name>Min</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356008392094875670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3kIYBf_ptU/TnZpCQJz5ZI/AAAAAAAAAes/0z5rozlmLuI/s220/tumblr_lao1chNRzm1qa70eyo1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/TQwVBV1xn3I/AAAAAAAAAXE/aKTpxXOSQ8A/s72-c/images+%25285%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315484424259415580.post-4237285892989844773</id><published>2010-01-16T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T08:32:32.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Por amor aos animais!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/TDpjTk2dtpI/AAAAAAAAATE/IJtSOFjPzPU/s1600/vaca_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/TDpjTk2dtpI/AAAAAAAAATE/IJtSOFjPzPU/s320/vaca_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Bom, eu não me considero bem vegetariana porque vegetarianos comem carne branca e eu não como nenhum tipo de carne e nenhum tipo de coisa que seja derivado de animais, nem peixe.... Digo que sou porque não conheço outro nome relacionado a isso. Mais então as vezes me da raiva porque as pessoas acham que eu passo fome elas me perguntam: "O que vc come então?" Na verdade não é bem assim da pra viver de boa sendo um vegan&amp;nbsp;,acho legal e uma boa ação.. Hoje existem muitas fundações que trabalham com isso e a mais conhecida é o PETA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;.Queria que todos pensassem&amp;nbsp;,como eu fico magoada de ver tanto sofrimento com animais e não poder fazer nada, todo mundo sabe que eles tem sentimentos como nós, queria que todos pensassem&amp;nbsp;um pouco como se estivessem no lugar deles. Eu tenho uns vídeos muito feios que nem sei se vou postar por que é difícil de assistir, mais tenho certeza que quem ver vai virar um vegetariano =s porque são cenas horríveis de maltrato e espancamento ,lá mostra o que os animais passam até chegar na nossa mesa. Eu ainda vou postar eles essas semana...... Queria que vcs assistissem e pensassem um pouco sobre esse assunto...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8315484424259415580-4237285892989844773?l=yasminblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/4237285892989844773/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/vegetariana-por-amor-aos-animais.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/4237285892989844773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/4237285892989844773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/vegetariana-por-amor-aos-animais.html' title='Por amor aos animais!'/><author><name>Min</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356008392094875670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3kIYBf_ptU/TnZpCQJz5ZI/AAAAAAAAAes/0z5rozlmLuI/s220/tumblr_lao1chNRzm1qa70eyo1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/TDpjTk2dtpI/AAAAAAAAATE/IJtSOFjPzPU/s72-c/vaca_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315484424259415580.post-8498972900999894827</id><published>2010-01-16T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T11:03:10.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabe aquela bota?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gente eu to postando isso porque eu achei essa bota muito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; linda &amp;nbsp;!&lt;br /&gt;Acho que vcs tambem gostaram né?&lt;br /&gt;Fala sério é um sonho de consumo pra qualquer rockeira ,&lt;br /&gt;ou pra qualquer mulher que tem bom gosto .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/S1JUw3Xc1EI/AAAAAAAAAJk/X8r6-P8bgq8/s1600-h/img.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427493699407631426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/S1JUw3Xc1EI/AAAAAAAAAJk/X8r6-P8bgq8/s320/img.jpeg" style="display: block; height: 320px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Achei essa imagem perdida por aí,&lt;br /&gt;por isso não tenho muitas informações.&lt;br /&gt;Mais quem tiver uma dessa me fala onde comprou,&lt;br /&gt;porque se não eu vou morrer aqui ..kkk   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;*o*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8315484424259415580-8498972900999894827?l=yasminblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/8498972900999894827/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/sabe-aquela-bota.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/8498972900999894827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/8498972900999894827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/sabe-aquela-bota.html' title='Sabe aquela bota?'/><author><name>Min</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356008392094875670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3kIYBf_ptU/TnZpCQJz5ZI/AAAAAAAAAes/0z5rozlmLuI/s220/tumblr_lao1chNRzm1qa70eyo1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/S1JUw3Xc1EI/AAAAAAAAAJk/X8r6-P8bgq8/s72-c/img.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315484424259415580.post-8846405695952689977</id><published>2010-01-14T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T11:13:09.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Um amor platônico!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/S1SC9eoI9qI/AAAAAAAAAMw/5mOgU13pNB4/s1600/Saudades____by_xlovesuicidex.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/S1SC9eoI9qI/AAAAAAAAAMw/5mOgU13pNB4/s200/Saudades____by_xlovesuicidex.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Quando estamos com a pessoa que amamos a gente as vezes nem damos muito valor,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="eL_1_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;depois que ela se vai percebemos o quanto ela faz&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_2_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;falta..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Isso acontece muito quando arranjamos um amor pela internet,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="eL_3_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;acho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;que todo mundo já gostou de alguém por esse meio.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Para alguns é muito difícil conviver com a&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_4_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;distancia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, por que&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_5_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroOrtografico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;vc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;não consegue saber&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="eL_6_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;que acontece do outro lado.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Eu estou passando por esse momento estou muito confusa&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_7_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroOrtografico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;pq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;nunca aconteceu isso comigo antes,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Nunca gostei de ninguém tanto assim eu realmente estou loucamente apaixonada, nunca imaginei que eu&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_8_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;iria me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;acontecer o amor&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_9_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroOrtografico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;eu sinto por essa pessoa&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_10_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;vezes é até mais forte do que de outros que se veem todos os&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_11_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;dias ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;é uma sensação muito estranha&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_12_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroOrtografico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;pq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_13_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroOrtografico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;vc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;esta gostando de uma pessoa&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_14_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroOrtografico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;nunca viu na&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_15_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;vida ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_16_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;vezes me pergunto como isso pode acontecer?&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_17_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;realmente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;é uma sensação&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_18_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;estranha ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;mais é&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_19_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;nova..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Vamos ver no que vai dar&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_20_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;isso ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_21_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroOrtografico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;tomare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_22_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroOrtografico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_23_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;de certo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;span id="eL_24_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroOrtografico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;yn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) :&lt;span id="eL_25_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroOrtografico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;há&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8315484424259415580-8846405695952689977?l=yasminblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/8846405695952689977/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/saudades.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/8846405695952689977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/8846405695952689977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/saudades.html' title='Um amor platônico!'/><author><name>Min</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356008392094875670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3kIYBf_ptU/TnZpCQJz5ZI/AAAAAAAAAes/0z5rozlmLuI/s220/tumblr_lao1chNRzm1qa70eyo1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/S1SC9eoI9qI/AAAAAAAAAMw/5mOgU13pNB4/s72-c/Saudades____by_xlovesuicidex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315484424259415580.post-5072262801944962431</id><published>2009-11-30T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T11:18:54.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser alguém diferente!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/S1SEUFJQrFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/swmzMMm2-B0/s1600-h/palhaco_triste.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428108931401559122" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/S1SEUFJQrFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/swmzMMm2-B0/s400/palhaco_triste.jpg" style="float: right; height: 320px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; width: 290px;" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Bom, muitos reclamam do meu jeito de&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_1_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;ser ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;não&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_2_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;são&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;todos mais os poucos que são sempre reclamam da mesma coisa, eu nunca liguei para o que pensam de mim mais muitas vezes me sinto mal por não ser o tipo que agrada. Minha mãe é toda loca e fala que é por causa dos baratos de astrologia por causa do meu signo&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_3_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroOrtografico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;kk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;,mais eu não acredito nessas coisas e acho que cada um é o que é! Eu sou uma pessoa legal só com&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_4_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;os amigos o resto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_5_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroOrtografico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;pra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;mim não&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_6_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;faz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;diferença. Quem mais sofre é a minha&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_7_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;mãe ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_8_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;vezes&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_9_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;acho que estou com a razão mais mesmo assim me sinto mal por levantar a voz eu ate que queria parar de ser tão desobediente mais é difícil eu não consigo é mais forte que&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_10_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;eu ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entre&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_11_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;e ela as coisas vão ficando cada vez mais difícil O que eu mais queria era ser apenas uma pessoa que não mudasse tanto de opinião e que não fosse tão indecisa que tivesse uma decisão única, Nem sei bem se é isso, mais é um dos meus problemas. Bem minha mãe já comentou e eu acho que aceitaria uma psicologa para ajudar e ver o que acontece comigo, odeio que as pessoas fiquem falando o que tenho que&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_12_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;fazer ,mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;acho que até aceitaria ou não sei lá, ta vendo já to mudando&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_13_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroOrtografico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Sempre tento postar uma coisa que preste as vezes nem sei porque escrevo essas coisas eu já penso que não ficou boa, mais é desabafando que sai alguma coisa com sentido nesse&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_14_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_15_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroOrtografico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;rs,se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;é que isso tem&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_16_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;sentido!,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eu me acho não uma pessoa de lua mais um pessoa com personalidade que sempre esta&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_17_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;mudando ,odeio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;isso mais eu sou assim faze o&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_18_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;que ,vou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;deixar o tempo cuidar&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_19_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;disso ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;com o tempo eu aprendo.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada para quem teve vontade de ler isso&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_20_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroOrtografico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, fico feliz por passar um tempinho aqui no meu&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_21_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;canto!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="eL_22_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;valeu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;até a próxima&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="eL_23_texto" style="padding-left: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="FSG_erroSintatico" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;postagem.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Por traz de um rostinho tímido, ninguém imagina que existe um mundo que vive na escuridão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Se todos soubessem o que ela sente estaria chorando com ela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Se fosse tão simples assim não teria graça porque ela não iria sofrer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mais o sofrimento é que a ensina a corrigir seus erros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mais o mundo é cruel e não gosta dela, é isso que ela pensa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ela se senti morta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eles olham para ela mais com pena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As lagrimas não são de água, elas não escorrem sobre o seu rosto, elas simplesmente sai em cada segundo que respira a cada batida do seu coração em cada “pensamento”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As refletiçoes acabam virando decisões que futuramente ira tomar, mais nunca consegue colocadas em pratica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alguma coisa a prende alguma coisa maldita a segura e não deixa ela se libertar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Será que precisara se afogar em goles de vinho? Para querer ser quem deseja?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ela cansou e quer ser diferente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cada marca cada cicatriz do seu corpo é uma marca de um sofrimento vivido,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ela esta morrendo aos poucos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mais existe um anjo que a segura que a protege.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Na noite obscura ela olha pela janela a lua cheia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E faz com que ela pense na sua vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Isso deixa mais confiante em si.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mais só no escuro que ela se sente bem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Será que na luz ela não pode ser uma pessoa alegre?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ela olha para o mundo e não vê razão para sorrir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pra ela todos irão morrer e quem sabe para onde iremos ir?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ela olha para a lua e pergunta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Se o inferno existi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ela acha que é a terra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E o paraíso nunca existiu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Vozes o chamam ninguém sabe de onde elas vêem mais ela sabe que nunca ira estar sozinha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;O sol se põe e os olhos vão se fechando em um sono profundo ela adormece e só acordara na proxima noite de lua cheia onde começara toda a sua dor e sofrimento novamente...&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/8315484424259415580-170889034727295710?l=yasminblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/170889034727295710/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2009/11/laura-garota-da-noite.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/170889034727295710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/170889034727295710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2009/11/laura-garota-da-noite.html' title='Pobre Laura!'/><author><name>Min</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356008392094875670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3kIYBf_ptU/TnZpCQJz5ZI/AAAAAAAAAes/0z5rozlmLuI/s220/tumblr_lao1chNRzm1qa70eyo1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/TQwTcTTKVII/AAAAAAAAAXA/B4tF7IE1rjY/s72-c/laura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315484424259415580.post-8031796235140603449</id><published>2009-11-24T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T11:23:20.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltei novamente!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/TDpsAaBpCiI/AAAAAAAAATU/3taaVLxlBcQ/s1600/teclando.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/TDpsAaBpCiI/AAAAAAAAATU/3taaVLxlBcQ/s320/teclando.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bem, eu não sei por que mais depois que eu perdi o meu antigo blog eu não estava mais afim de fazer outro não estava conseguindo mais postar nada, eu até que tentei mais não sei porque não tinha mais animo,  estava sem inspiraçoes&lt;br /&gt;Mais eu queria tanto voltar de novo a blogar que a minha força de vontade não impediu com que eu desistisse assim tão fácil.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Agora é pra valer vou começar a colocar esse em pratica!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Voltei com tudo pessoal xD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8315484424259415580-8031796235140603449?l=yasminblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/8031796235140603449/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2009/11/para-onde-foram-as-minhas-ispiracoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/8031796235140603449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8315484424259415580/posts/default/8031796235140603449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yasminblogg.blogspot.com/2009/11/para-onde-foram-as-minhas-ispiracoes.html' title='Voltei novamente!!!'/><author><name>Min</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356008392094875670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3kIYBf_ptU/TnZpCQJz5ZI/AAAAAAAAAes/0z5rozlmLuI/s220/tumblr_lao1chNRzm1qa70eyo1_500_large.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZMzL44kAzbk/TDpsAaBpCiI/AAAAAAAAATU/3taaVLxlBcQ/s72-c/teclando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
