<?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-6842254983427098914</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:37:25.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Pra sempre*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>384</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-4094854276847689070</id><published>2012-01-10T15:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T15:54:28.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No final do túnel existe uma janela. Talvez você precise antes passar por uma sequência interminável de portas fechadas e treinar seus ouvidos para som da batida de cada uma delas, mas não deixe de caminhar. Eu sei que não tem a menor graça andar no escuro, e por não saber nada sobre o caminho, algumas vezes você irá tropeçar. Mas lembre-se, que é justamente essa coragem de andar por um lugar desconhecido e adquirir habilidade para se curar de cada tombo, que fará você começar a enxergar aos poucos frestas de luz. E pode não parecer, mas o som de cada porta se fechando um dia irá soar como música aos seus ouvidos. A canção de quem aprendeu a ler as esperas. De quem aceitou a partitura da fé e aprendeu a tocar as notas no momento adequado, na afinação de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernanda Gaona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-4094854276847689070?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/4094854276847689070/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-final-do-tunel-existe-uma-janela.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4094854276847689070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4094854276847689070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-final-do-tunel-existe-uma-janela.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-4076924042628814869</id><published>2012-01-07T08:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T08:49:55.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-TDbnHowC5PQ/Twh3ONi0_SI/AAAAAAAAAeg/GPcDbSU-vAY/s1600-h/249836_1738531588575_1397196640_31464982_8132151_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; 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A gente tem essa coisa de ir até o fim, esgotar todas as possibilidades, pagar pra ver. A gente paga mesmo. Paga caro, com juros e até parcelado. Mas não tem preço sair de cabeça erguida, sem culpa, sem ‘E se’ ! A gente completa o percurso e às vezes fica até andando em círculos, mas quando a gente muda de caminho, meu amigo, é fim de jogo pra você.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-7720427243252352353?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7720427243252352353/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/12/mulher-nao-desiste-se-cansa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7720427243252352353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7720427243252352353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/12/mulher-nao-desiste-se-cansa.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-6957259860148296337</id><published>2011-12-16T17:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T17:00:45.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" Vai passar, tu sabes que vai passar. Talvez não amanhã, mas dentro de uma semana, um mês ou dois, quem sabe? O verão está aí, haverá sol quase todos os dias, e sempre resta essa coisa chamada 'impulso vital'. Pois esse impulso ás vezes cruel, porque não permite que nenhuma dor insista por muito tempo, te empurrará quem sabe para o sol, para o mar, para uma nova estrada qualquer e, de repente, no meio de uma frase ou de um movimento te surpreenderás pensando algo assim como 'estou contente outra vez'..''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-6957259860148296337?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/6957259860148296337/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/12/vai-passar-tu-sabes-que-vai-passar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6957259860148296337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6957259860148296337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/12/vai-passar-tu-sabes-que-vai-passar.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-4674761706912740570</id><published>2011-12-14T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T15:55:03.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fDDNcXdm1rc/Tuk3Um2LxFI/AAAAAAAAAdw/kkjWUpJC1F4/s1600/bjhbjh.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fDDNcXdm1rc/Tuk3Um2LxFI/AAAAAAAAAdw/kkjWUpJC1F4/s400/bjhbjh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686136831696684114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Vive menina. Vive. Porque o tempo  cura, e traz pra vida da gente um motivo maior pra seguir. Acredite: O PASSADO  NÃO TEM VOLTA E NADA DOÍ PRA SEMPRE - Caio F Abreu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Ele é fodaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa né???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-4674761706912740570?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/4674761706912740570/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/12/vive-menina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4674761706912740570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4674761706912740570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/12/vive-menina.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fDDNcXdm1rc/Tuk3Um2LxFI/AAAAAAAAAdw/kkjWUpJC1F4/s72-c/bjhbjh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7080684303762276316</id><published>2011-12-14T14:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T14:05:29.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"...Mas se eu tivesse ficado, teria sido diferente? Melhor interromper o  processo em meio: quando se conhece o fim, quando se sabe que doerá muito mais —  por que ir em frente? Não há sentido: melhor escapar deixando uma lembrança  qualquer, lenço esquecido numa gaveta, camisa jogada na cadeira, uma fotografia  — qualquer coisa que depois de muito tempo a gente possa olhar e sorrir, mesmo  sem saber &lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;por quê. Melhor do que não sobrar nada, e que esse nada  seja áspero como um tempo perdido.&lt;br /&gt;Tinha terminado, então. Porque a gente,  alguma coisa dentro da gente, sempre sabe exatamente quando termina.&lt;br /&gt;Mas de  tudo isso, me ficaram coisas tão boas. Uma lembrança boa de você, uma vontade de  cuidar melhor de mim, de ser melhor para mim e para os outros. De não morrer, de  não sufocar, de continuar sentindo encantamento por alguma outra pessoa que o  futuro trará, porque sempre traz, e então não repetir nenhum comportamento. Ser  novo..." Caio Fernando Abreu&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/6842254983427098914-7080684303762276316?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7080684303762276316/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7080684303762276316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7080684303762276316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-5848781811554743760</id><published>2011-12-08T17:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T17:09:22.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Eu acho tão lindo descobrir que o mundo é maior do que aquela coisinha pequena em que a gente se acostumou a viver. Que a gente pode olhar pra fora e ver um horizonte tão grande, e não uma única direção pra seguir. Descobrir&amp;nbsp; como é bom tomar as decisões da nossa vida de acordo com o que a gente acha certo ou bom. Tá tudo errado, mas eu to muito feliz!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“Mas é que se eu perder eu perco sozinha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Mas é que se eu ganhar, aí é só eu que ganho.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-5848781811554743760?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/5848781811554743760/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/12/eu-acho-tao-lindo-descobrir-que-o-mundo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/5848781811554743760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/5848781811554743760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/12/eu-acho-tao-lindo-descobrir-que-o-mundo.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-3675082074599134166</id><published>2011-12-06T16:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T16:23:57.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iRNEed8pT5s/Tt6yFRKrLSI/AAAAAAAAAdk/mtfM5wN8yXk/s1600/claire-brocato%252520%25283%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 375px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iRNEed8pT5s/Tt6yFRKrLSI/AAAAAAAAAdk/mtfM5wN8yXk/s400/claire-brocato%252520%25283%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683175583365410082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma; color:#5F497A;mso-themecolor:accent4;mso-themeshade:191;mso-ansi-language:PT"&gt;"Me falta notar que a vida está muito além do que consigo ver de longe, que o mundo teima em dar voltas e resolve tudo em apenas treze dias nos colocando na boca do amor outra vez. Por mais que a gente pense que vá morrer na solitude de um apê de paredes verdes e um quarto só, com uma cerveja de nacionalidade desconhecida na mão. É morena, no fim deu tudo certo. Sempre dá."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; color:#5F497A;mso-themecolor:accent4;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma; color:#5F497A;mso-themecolor:accent4;mso-themeshade:191;mso-ansi-language:PT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma; color:#5F497A;mso-themecolor:accent4;mso-themeshade:191;mso-ansi-language:PT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-3675082074599134166?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/3675082074599134166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/12/me-falta-notar-que-vida-esta-muito-alem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/3675082074599134166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/3675082074599134166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/12/me-falta-notar-que-vida-esta-muito-alem.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iRNEed8pT5s/Tt6yFRKrLSI/AAAAAAAAAdk/mtfM5wN8yXk/s72-c/claire-brocato%252520%25283%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-2777340996393760145</id><published>2011-12-05T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T14:22:23.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Não tiro ninguém da minha vida,  apenas reorganizo as posições e inverto as prioridades.&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/6842254983427098914-2777340996393760145?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/2777340996393760145/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/12/nao-tiro-ninguem-da-minha-vida-apenas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/2777340996393760145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/2777340996393760145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/12/nao-tiro-ninguem-da-minha-vida-apenas.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-4951679739179450171</id><published>2011-12-04T08:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T08:15:03.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Não dá pra ser feliz o tempo todo. Por sinal, desconfio de felicidades  instantâneas e constantes. Soa meio falso. Gente de carne e osso é alegre e  triste. É inconstante. Porque a vida é montanha-russa. E eu adoro andar nela.  Por isso vivo sempre na fila do parque."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-4951679739179450171?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/4951679739179450171/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/12/nao-da-pra-ser-feliz-o-tempo-todo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4951679739179450171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4951679739179450171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/12/nao-da-pra-ser-feliz-o-tempo-todo.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-6595446934808283079</id><published>2011-11-29T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T17:12:12.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_kEXQ5tfBk8/TtWC5YnkzFI/AAAAAAAAAdY/GbtH62sUO1w/s1600/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680590427370343506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_kEXQ5tfBk8/TtWC5YnkzFI/AAAAAAAAAdY/GbtH62sUO1w/s400/a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6842254983427098914-6595446934808283079?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/6595446934808283079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6595446934808283079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6595446934808283079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_kEXQ5tfBk8/TtWC5YnkzFI/AAAAAAAAAdY/GbtH62sUO1w/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-4645202709794200493</id><published>2011-11-29T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T17:11:19.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vc ta sendo a pessoa mais importante pra mim, durante esse tempo!&lt;br /&gt;eu n tenho palavras pra agradecer....impossivel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-4645202709794200493?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/4645202709794200493/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/11/vc-ta-sendo-pessoa-mais-importante-pra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4645202709794200493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4645202709794200493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/11/vc-ta-sendo-pessoa-mais-importante-pra.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-499200603506752372</id><published>2011-11-28T10:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T10:39:36.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-e4yzFxMDQx0/TtPVZN-_kZI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ixsh6NiNMhM/s1600-h/imagesCAXJWPE6%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="imagesCAXJWPE6" border="0" alt="imagesCAXJWPE6" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-eqi0oMBEzQk/TtPVZ9h63WI/AAAAAAAAAdM/3wla4xFJTHI/imagesCAXJWPE6_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Repito todos os dias essa história: Você tem uma mesinha muito fraquinha cheia de livros em cima. Chega uma hora que qualquer folhinha de papel pode derrubar essa mesinha, e a culpa não é da folha, mas de todos os livros que se acumularam durante tanto tempo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dessa vez não teve folhinha, livrinho, nem mesmo um post it. Minha mesinha caiu, e eu não to com vontade de colocá-la de pé tão cedo, não pra por em cima os mesmos livros que já me pesaram tanto.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-499200603506752372?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/499200603506752372/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/11/repito-todos-os-dias-essa-historia-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/499200603506752372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/499200603506752372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/11/repito-todos-os-dias-essa-historia-voce.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-eqi0oMBEzQk/TtPVZ9h63WI/AAAAAAAAAdM/3wla4xFJTHI/s72-c/imagesCAXJWPE6_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7130094032904575409</id><published>2011-11-21T10:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T10:03:48.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carta de Clara para Bia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Bia, minha doçura,  &lt;p&gt;não não não, está proibida de ficar triste, pro-i-bi-da! Pirou? Perdeu a noção do perigo?  &lt;p&gt;Caramba, como é que uma mulher como você pode se deixar abater pelo final de um romancezinho à-toa?  &lt;p&gt;Sorry, sei que não foi à-toa, que você curtiu, foi bacana, tá bom, tá bom, é que, como não participei, não vi nada, mal conheço vcs dois juntos.  &lt;p&gt;Mas puta que pariu, não pode ficar abalada desse jeito! Não você! &lt;p&gt;Não minha Biazinha, não minha amigona, minha fortaleza. &lt;p&gt;Você desmoronar é o prenúncio do fim do mundo, proíbo, não deixo. &lt;p&gt;Ahhhhhhh, tá bom. Sei que é foda.  &lt;p&gt;Dor de cotovelo é pior que arrancar um siso, pior que fratura exposta - aliás, é uma fratura exposta. A gente fica ali vendo o osso pra fora, doendo feito a morte, e pensando se a coisa vai voltar pro lugar, se vamos andar de novo, se é possível tocar a vida sem se sentir um aleijado.  &lt;p&gt;Pô, se vc não conseguir, quem vai?  &lt;p&gt;Bia, chore escondido, se esparrame na cama e molhe o travesseiro, faça aquele numero q todo mundo conhece: chamar a si mesma de imbecil e decretar que nunca mais, nunca mais... Ora, nunca mais amar, nunca mais acreditar nas palavras bonitas desses sacanas, nunca mais tudo! &lt;p&gt;Dê seu show particular, reprise o dramalhão algumas noites, e depois enxugue essas lágrimas e volte pra vida.  &lt;p&gt;Pra vida! Elé é o único homem do mundo? Não, né?  &lt;p&gt;Você disse que foi uma espécie de milagre a história de vcs acontecer, então, minha santa, quem faz um, faz outro, aproveite o know-how e dá-lhe milagre! &lt;p&gt;Vc já fez tanto por vc, já foi tão longe, não vai entregar os pontos agora, nem pensar. &lt;p&gt;Eu queria estar aí em Porto Alegre pra segurar sua mão, pentar seus cabelos te levar para um shopping e dar um up nesse seu astral moribundo &lt;p&gt;-Vc ainda detesta shopping? Menina, que DNA defeituoso esse seu, me explica como alguém pode não gostar de comprar.  &lt;p&gt;Gostando ou não, prometa que vai esta semana entrar numa loja bem cara e sair de lá com um monte de roupas que vc não sabe onde irá usar.  &lt;p&gt;Ajuda, claro que ajuda. E nem ouse ler os e-mails dele, ver as fotos dele, lembrar dele!  &lt;p&gt;Lobodomia autorizada, lacre essa parte do cérebro, a da memória. &lt;p&gt;Não lembre nada, não viva pra trás: planeje! &lt;p&gt;Foque no futuro: uma viagem, um projeto profissional, novos amigos, novos hábitos!  &lt;p&gt;Encoraje-se, o verão está chegando e você está magra, magérrima! Bote esse corpão numa praia espalhe esse sorriso lindo e você vai ver o que acontece, Milagres!! &lt;p&gt;Não pergunte por mim, eu poderia ser animadora de auditório, mas quando se trata da minha própria vida é uma desolação.  &lt;p&gt;Estou sem ninguém há séculos, aqui em SP sou a mulher invisível, poderia entrar num restaurante e sair sem pagar que ninguém viria cobrar a conta, já é um superpoder, não é?  &lt;p&gt;Mas eu me acostumei com isso e nem dou mais bola, mas vc, Biazinha, vc é de outra linhagem, é uma mulher que precisa, pre-ci-sa estar amando, estar apaixonada, e vc exige estar sempre possuída por um encantamento. &lt;p&gt;Eu estive com você lá atras naqueles tempos duros e solitários, e sei que você merece um arrebatamento mais do que minha irmã até. &lt;p&gt;Não conte pra ela senão ela apertará aquelas duas mãos gordas no meu pescoço. &lt;p&gt;Bia, o que posso fazer de concreto a nao ser te potar essa pilha inútil?  &lt;p&gt;Pensa que eu não sei que palavras não servem pra nada? Pra nada. &lt;p&gt;Sofrer por amor é um atraso de vida, e não há remédio que entorpeça a dor, que amenize, que anestesie, nada, nada, antidepressivo não funciona nessa hora, e cocaína não ouse...  &lt;p&gt;A indústria farmacêutica ainda está muito atrasada em relação à corações feridos, não acha?Psiquiatra, que tal? &lt;p&gt;Conheço vc, é durona, vai resistir, vai sobreviver a mais essa rasteira. &lt;p&gt;Biazinha, eu sei de pelo menos três homens alucinados por vc, q largariam família, emprego, amante, saltariam de um foguete em movimento para voltar pra Terra e te pegar, então escuta, trata de sentar, respirar, ficar bonitinha e avaliar os candidatos. &lt;p&gt;Tô enxergando vc aí puta da vida do outro lado, dizendo que não quer saber de ninguém, só dele...  &lt;p&gt;Esses homens! Como ficam importantes depois que somem. Antes você nem dava muita bola pra ele, agora olhe você.  &lt;p&gt;Vai superar, belezoca. Um pouquinho de paciência e champanhe e vc melhora rapidinho. &lt;p&gt;Bia, não sei dizer coisas sérias e inteligentes que dizem nossas outras amigas, elas devem estar se sentindo mais úteis do que eu nesse momento, mas daqui de longe tudo que eu posso fazer é te mandar essas letras de apoio do meu jeito atrapalhado e sem conteúdo,  &lt;p&gt;sou assim na alegria na tristeza, no amor e na doença, um traste que não sabe dizer coisas profundas mas que te abraça e beija, kisses! &lt;p&gt;Clara &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;(Martha Medeiros)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-7130094032904575409?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7130094032904575409/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/11/bia-minha-docura-nao-nao-nao-esta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7130094032904575409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7130094032904575409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/11/bia-minha-docura-nao-nao-nao-esta.html' title='Carta de Clara para Bia'/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-5816959183035071366</id><published>2011-11-21T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T06:27:11.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;Recebi um texto todo  desesperançoso sobre escolhas e amor, e sei lá... Quando você transfere toda a  sua possibilidade de felicidade e alegria para UMA pessoa escolheu foi mesmo  viver em cima de uma prancha que só flutua perdida no mar e segue a esmo. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;Eu acho que o amor  está em toda parte, sabe? E não é só uma coisa de namoradinhos, parceiros,  marido e esposa. Existe o amor pelo trabalho, pelo esporte, pelo cachorro, pela  família, por descobrir novos sabores, aromas, livros, discos, cores... Sei lá.  Acho que a gente dramatiza muito a maior parte do tempo.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;Você se apaixonou?  Que delícia.  Não é correspondido? Que lástima, mas a vida é muito mais...  MUITO, MUITO mais. Como eu costumo dizer, o que você sente é SEU e é em você  mesmo que está. 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margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:e7c79b65-d57a-49d6-893b-e7c0a3663015" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="c16c7ab5-c0c7-4bdd-8e8c-4ab035b934e2" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2IAZHAsoLI" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-1qU6lGlNx8Y/TrbcRE0jxmI/AAAAAAAAAcw/lRelJ-BCHOw/video33427a936367%25255B6%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('c16c7ab5-c0c7-4bdd-8e8c-4ab035b934e2'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;448\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;252\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/s2IAZHAsoLI?hl=en&amp;amp;hd=1\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/s2IAZHAsoLI?hl=en&amp;amp;hd=1\&amp;quot; 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                                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Saudades do que eu vivi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Saudades do que eu nem vi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-9137358062946551750?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/9137358062946551750/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-com-saudades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/9137358062946551750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/9137358062946551750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-com-saudades.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-1918897995853299699</id><published>2011-10-23T10:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T10:31:24.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-0LVLVnpvGBM/TqRPaRtxnqI/AAAAAAAAAcg/HJgbrzSpxlk/s1600-h/314388_2532061940803_1231146465_3079652_482132486_n%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="314388_2532061940803_1231146465_3079652_482132486_n" border="0" alt="314388_2532061940803_1231146465_3079652_482132486_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-B3a0m-vLK7s/TqRPa_4ueUI/AAAAAAAAAco/uHy7zpTxtII/314388_2532061940803_1231146465_3079652_482132486_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-1918897995853299699?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/1918897995853299699/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/10/testanndo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1918897995853299699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1918897995853299699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/10/testanndo.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-B3a0m-vLK7s/TqRPa_4ueUI/AAAAAAAAAco/uHy7zpTxtII/s72-c/314388_2532061940803_1231146465_3079652_482132486_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-646178547311555621</id><published>2011-09-18T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T18:31:00.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>De repente a gente se encontra numa esquina, num outro planeta, no meio duma festa ou duma fossa, a gente se encontra. Tenho certeza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-646178547311555621?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/646178547311555621/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-repente-gente-se-encontra-numa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/646178547311555621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/646178547311555621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-repente-gente-se-encontra-numa.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-9026018522147896780</id><published>2011-09-18T18:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T18:27:47.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Um amigo me chamou pra cuidar da sua dor. Guardei a minha no bolso, e fui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-9026018522147896780?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/9026018522147896780/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/09/um-amigo-me-chamou-pra-cuidar-da-sua.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/9026018522147896780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/9026018522147896780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/09/um-amigo-me-chamou-pra-cuidar-da-sua.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-4633306908681535645</id><published>2011-09-17T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T16:02:43.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bw6QrvPWQjw/TnUnB7xBiYI/AAAAAAAAAcY/tGmSfeit37s/s1600/261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653467821410191746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bw6QrvPWQjw/TnUnB7xBiYI/AAAAAAAAAcY/tGmSfeit37s/s400/261.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Podia ter dado certo entre a gente, ou não.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu nem sei o que é dar certo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6842254983427098914-4633306908681535645?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/4633306908681535645/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/09/podia-ter-dado-certo-entre-gente-ou-nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4633306908681535645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4633306908681535645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/09/podia-ter-dado-certo-entre-gente-ou-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bw6QrvPWQjw/TnUnB7xBiYI/AAAAAAAAAcY/tGmSfeit37s/s72-c/261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-8259764389225831675</id><published>2011-09-06T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T12:24:08.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>‎"Mas se eu tivesse ficado, teria sido diferente? Melhor interromper o processo em meio: quando se conhece o fim, quando se sabe que doerá muito mais — por que ir em frente? Não há sentido: melhor escapar deixando uma lembrança qualquer, lenço esquecido numa gaveta, camisa jogada na cadeira, uma fotografia — qualquer coisa que depois de muito tempo a gente possa olhar e sorrir, mesmo sem saber por quê. Melhor do que não sobrar nada, e que esse nada seja áspero como um tempo perdido."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caio F. Abreu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-8259764389225831675?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/8259764389225831675/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/09/mas-se-eu-tivesse-ficado-teria-sido.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/8259764389225831675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/8259764389225831675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/09/mas-se-eu-tivesse-ficado-teria-sido.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-6680733036359694077</id><published>2011-09-04T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T19:22:03.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Apaixone-se por alguém que te curte, que te espere, que te compreenda mesmo na loucura... Por alguém que te ajude, que te guie, que seja teu apoio, tua esperança... Apaixone-se por alguém que volte para conversar com você depois de uma briga, depois do desencontro, por alguém que caminhe junto a ti, que seja teu companheiro... Apaixone-se por alguém que sente sua falta e que queira estar com você."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-6680733036359694077?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/6680733036359694077/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/09/apaixone-se-por-alguem-que-te-curte-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6680733036359694077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6680733036359694077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/09/apaixone-se-por-alguem-que-te-curte-que.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-203445654766046793</id><published>2011-08-29T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T11:33:04.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;‎"Sempre é preciso saber quando uma etapa chega ao final. Se insistirmos em permanecer nela mais que o tempo necessário, perdemos a alegria e o sentido das outras etapas que precisamos viver. Encerrando ciclos. Não por causa do orgulho, por incapacidade ou por soberba, mas porque simplesmente aquilo já não se encaixa mais na sua vida. Feche a porta, mude o disco, limpe a casa, sacuda a poeira. Deixe de ser quem era e se transforme em quem é"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-203445654766046793?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/203445654766046793/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/08/sempre-e-preciso-saber-quando-uma-etapa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/203445654766046793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/203445654766046793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/08/sempre-e-preciso-saber-quando-uma-etapa.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-1510845584247289851</id><published>2011-08-24T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T13:44:15.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QvsMwirpXtM/TlVik5_CWKI/AAAAAAAAAb4/WlF9wttgH_4/s1600/fotos-legais%2B%25282%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QvsMwirpXtM/TlVik5_CWKI/AAAAAAAAAb4/WlF9wttgH_4/s400/fotos-legais%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644526094158813346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-1510845584247289851?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/1510845584247289851/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1510845584247289851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1510845584247289851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QvsMwirpXtM/TlVik5_CWKI/AAAAAAAAAb4/WlF9wttgH_4/s72-c/fotos-legais%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-258721911522965436</id><published>2011-08-22T13:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T13:28:36.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-outline-level:2;background:white"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:#333333;mso-ansi-language:PT;mso-fareast-language:PT-BR"&gt;Ame-se&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:3.75pt;line-height:normal;background: white"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size:8.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#333333;mso-ansi-language:PT; mso-fareast-language:PT-BR"&gt;por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1506042937"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size:8.5pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#3B5998;mso-ansi-language:PT; mso-fareast-language:PT-BR;text-decoration:none;text-underline:none"&gt;Aline Simont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size:8.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#333333;mso-ansi-language:PT; mso-fareast-language:PT-BR"&gt;, quarta, 6 de abril de 2011 às 22:53&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom: 12.0pt;margin-left:0cm;line-height:normal;background:white"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size:8.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#333333;mso-ansi-language:PT;mso-fareast-language:PT-BR"&gt;Se um homem quer vc, nada pode mantê-lo longe; Se ele não te quer, nada pode fazê-lo ficar. Pare de dar desculpas (de arranjar justificativas) para um homem e seu comportamento. Permita q sua intuição (ou espírito) te proteja das mágoas. Pare de tentar se modificar para uma relação q não tem q acontecer. Mais devagar é melhor. Nunca dedique sua vida a um homem antes q vc encontre um q realmente te faz feliz. Se uma relação terminar pq o homem não te tratou como vc merecia, “foda-se, mande pro inferno, esquece!”, vcs não podem “ser amigos”. Um amigo não destrataria outro amigo. Não conserte. Se vc sente q ele está te enrolando, provavelmente é pq ele está mesmo. Não continue (a relação) pq vc acha q “ele vai melhorar”. Vc vai se chatear daqui um ano por continuar a relação qdo as coisas ainda não estiverem melhores. A única pessoa q vc pode controlar em uma relação é vc mesma. Evite homens q têm um monte de filhos, e de mulheres diferentes. Ele não casou com elas qdo ficaram grávidas, então, pq ele te trataria diferente? Sempre tenha seu próprio círculo de amizade, separadamente do dele. Coloque limites no modo como te trata. Se algo te irritar, faça um escândalo. Nunca deixe um homem saber de tudo. Mais tarde ele usará isso contra vc. Vc não pode mudar o comportamento de ninguém. A mudança vem de dentro.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom: 12.0pt;margin-left:0cm;line-height:normal;background:white"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size:8.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#333333;mso-ansi-language:PT;mso-fareast-language:PT-BR"&gt;Nunca o deixe sentir q ele é mais importante q vc… mesmo se ele tiver um maior grau de escolaridade ou um emprego melhor. Não o torne um semi-deus. Ele é um homem, nada além ou aquém disso. Nunca deixe um homem definir quem vc é. Nunca pegue o homem de alguém emprestado. Se ele traiu alguém com vc, ele te trairá. UM HOMEM VAI TE TRATAR DO JEITO Q VC PERMITA Q ELE TRATE. Todos os homens NÃO são cachorros. Vc não deve ser a única a fazer tudo… compromisso é uma via de mão dupla. Vc precisa de tempo para se cuidar entre as relações. Não há nada precioso qto viajar. Veja as suas questões antes de um novo relacionamento. Vc nunca deve olhar para alguém sentindo q a pessoa irá te completar. Uma relação consiste de dois indivíduos completos, procure alguém q irá te COMPLEMENTAR… não suplementar. Namorar é bacana, mesmo se ele não for o esperado Sr. correto. Faça-o sentir falta de vc algumas vezes… qdo um homem sempre sabe q vc está lá, e q vc está sempre disponível para ele, ele se acha… Nunca se mude para a casa da mãe dele. Nunca seja cúmplice (ou co-assine qlqr documento) de um homem. Não se comprometa completamente com um homem q não te dá tudo o q vc precisa. Mantenha-o em seu radar, mas conheça outros… Compartilhe isso com outras mulheres e homens (de modo q eles saibam). Vc fará alguém sorrir, outros repensarem sobre as escolhas, e outras mulheres se prepararem. O medo de ficar sozinha faz q várias mulheres permaneçam em relações q são abusivas e lesivas: Dr. Phill Vc deve saber q vc é a melhor coisa q pode acontecer para alguém e se um homem te destrata, é ele q vai perder uma coisa boa. Se ele ficou atraído por vc à primeira vista, saiba q ele não foi o único. Todos eles estão te olhando, então vc tem várias opções...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt;line-height:normal;background:white"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size:8.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#333333;mso-ansi-language:PT;mso-fareast-language:PT-BR"&gt;CUIDE BEM DO SEU CORAÇÃO &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-258721911522965436?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/258721911522965436/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/08/ame-se-por-aline-simont-quarta-6-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/258721911522965436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/258721911522965436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/08/ame-se-por-aline-simont-quarta-6-de.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-2704833381082437882</id><published>2011-08-16T09:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T09:53:52.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;‎"Mas toda escolha tem suas desvantagens e você precisa ter preparo para elas. Se você decide não voar por qualquer coisa que você supõe que te prenda, lembre-se, isto também é escolha sua..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-2704833381082437882?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/2704833381082437882/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/08/mas-toda-escolha-tem-suas-desvantagens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/2704833381082437882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/2704833381082437882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/08/mas-toda-escolha-tem-suas-desvantagens.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-1638066752901820142</id><published>2011-08-11T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T09:13:39.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quando acontece um imprevisto e você não pode ir a algum lugar. E de repente se dá conta que não poderia mesmo ter ido, pq alguma coisa ia acontecer que você tinha que estar aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-1638066752901820142?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/1638066752901820142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/08/quando-acontece-um-imprevisto-e-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1638066752901820142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1638066752901820142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/08/quando-acontece-um-imprevisto-e-voce.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-3224485698633964280</id><published>2011-08-09T10:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T10:02:56.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mIVWZb3qcBU/TkFoNxpfW9I/AAAAAAAAAbg/Lu9975Lvtig/s1600/animais%2B%252814%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mIVWZb3qcBU/TkFoNxpfW9I/AAAAAAAAAbg/Lu9975Lvtig/s400/animais%2B%252814%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638902794319518674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(0, 132, 180, 0.0976563); "&gt;"Eu te dei certeza da certeza do meu coração; Mas a natureza vira a mesa da razão"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(0, 132, 180, 0.0976563); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; 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line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;‎"Eu acredito que tudo acontece por um motivo. As pessoas mudam para que você consiga deixá-las para lá. As coisas dão mal para você aprender a aprecia-las quando estão boas. E às vezes, coisas boas se separam para que coisas melhores ainda se juntem"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Entre o medo e o desejo, acordaram cercados de frases que poderiam ter dito em momentos que não existem mais&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-1452936153490328623?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/1452936153490328623/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/eu-acredito-que-tudo-acontece-por-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1452936153490328623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1452936153490328623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/eu-acredito-que-tudo-acontece-por-um.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-8814177593920705064</id><published>2011-07-26T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:28:16.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Não acho justo. Eu sou tão certinha que chego a ser chata algumas vezes, e aí as pessoas nem sempre são assim comigo e eu fico chateada com elas, e elas se chateiam com a minha mania de perfeição. E tem mais, quando, uma vez na vida, eu resolvo agir de uma maneira diferente daquela certinha, perfeitinha, e mostrar o que eu realmente penso com atitudes, eu to errada de novo! Ninguém é perfeito o tempo todo, nem eu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-8814177593920705064?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/8814177593920705064/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/nao-acho-justo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/8814177593920705064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/8814177593920705064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/nao-acho-justo.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7988190069363971681</id><published>2011-07-20T10:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T10:36:31.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6mWTBayhNA/TicSEtpVj3I/AAAAAAAAAbI/LfNkwc9C0hA/s1600/20110704113505_26649_medium_adele.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6mWTBayhNA/TicSEtpVj3I/AAAAAAAAAbI/LfNkwc9C0hA/s400/20110704113505_26649_medium_adele.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631489731231846258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como essa mulher canta e como é linda ne?!!! Que voz gnt... e olha que ela so tem 21 anos&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;strong class="editable_area"&gt;Alguém como você&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a id="info_url_artist_traducao" href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/adele/" style="color: rgb(0, 100, 119); cursor: pointer; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; text-decoration: none; display: inline; font-style: italic; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; "&gt;Adele&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/adele/someone-like-you-traducao.html" rel="nofollow" title="Cancelar correção" class="cancel_correction" style="color: rgb(0, 100, 119); cursor: pointer; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eu ouvi dizer que você está estabilizado&lt;br /&gt;Que você encontrou uma garota e está casado agora&lt;br /&gt;Eu ouvi dizer que os seus sonhos se realizaram&lt;br /&gt;Acho que ela lhe deu coisas que eu não dei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velho amigo, porque você está tão tímido?&lt;br /&gt;Não é do seu feitio se refrear ou se esconder da luz&lt;br /&gt;Eu odeio aparecer do nada sem ser convidada&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu não pude ficar longe, não consegui evitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tinha esperança de que você veria meu rosto&lt;br /&gt;E que você se lembraria&lt;br /&gt;De que pra mim não acabou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Refrão]&lt;br /&gt;Deixe para lá, eu vou achar alguém como você&lt;br /&gt;Não desejo nada além do melhor para vocês dois&lt;br /&gt;Não se esqueça de mim, eu aposto que vou lembrar de você dizer:&lt;br /&gt;"Às vezes o amor dura, mas, às vezes, fere em vez disso"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes o amor dura, mas, às vezes, fere em vez disso, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você saberia como o tempo voa&lt;br /&gt;Ontem foi o momento de nossas vidas&lt;br /&gt;Nós nascemos e fomos criados numa neblina de verão&lt;br /&gt;Unidos pela surpresa dos nossos dias de glória&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu odeio aparecer do nada sem ser convidada&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu não pude ficar longe, não consegui evitar&lt;br /&gt;Eu esperava que você veria meu rosto&lt;br /&gt;E que você se lembraria&lt;br /&gt;De que pra mim não acabou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Refrão]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada se compara, nenhuma preocupação ou cuidado&lt;br /&gt;Arrependimentos e erros, são feitos de memórias&lt;br /&gt;Quem poderia ter adivinhado o gosto agridoce&lt;br /&gt;Que isso teria?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixe para lá, eu vou achar alguém como você&lt;br /&gt;Não desejo nada além do melhor para você&lt;br /&gt;Não se esqueça de mim, eu aposto que vou lembrar de você dizer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Às vezes o amor dura, mas, às vezes, fere em vez disso"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/6842254983427098914-7988190069363971681?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7988190069363971681/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/como-essa-mulher-canta-e-como-e-linda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7988190069363971681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7988190069363971681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/como-essa-mulher-canta-e-como-e-linda.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6mWTBayhNA/TicSEtpVj3I/AAAAAAAAAbI/LfNkwc9C0hA/s72-c/20110704113505_26649_medium_adele.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7221922277915201067</id><published>2011-07-17T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T17:40:09.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Domingo é chato, mas domingo terminando é muito pior.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-7221922277915201067?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7221922277915201067/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/domingo-e-chato-mas-domingo-terminando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7221922277915201067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7221922277915201067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/domingo-e-chato-mas-domingo-terminando.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-6171571493520493984</id><published>2011-07-15T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T07:14:51.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"Vc só conhece alguém de verdade qdo vive com ela, mas só sabe do que ela é realmente capaz qdo se separa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt; .....verdade.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-6171571493520493984?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/6171571493520493984/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/vc-so-conhece-alguem-de-verdade-qdo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6171571493520493984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6171571493520493984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/vc-so-conhece-alguem-de-verdade-qdo.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-1983388093822976539</id><published>2011-07-14T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T10:55:59.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;color:#17365D; mso-themecolor:text2;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;Fico puta pra caralhooooo quando uma pessoa, que vc considera sua amiga claro, vem jogar na sua cara que vc a julga depois de te ligar pra desabafar, conversar, pedir opinião, e falar, falar, falar, perguntar o que vc faria no lugar dea, como faria, o que falaria, o que fazer, oh meu deus! A pessoa te da todaaaa a liberdade de vc se intrometer na vida dela, praticamente te joga dentro da vida dela, desabafa, conta tudo, sempre pedindo uma opinião, ou o que acha, pra depois vir e dizer que vc a julgou?! Como assim?! Eu n entendi...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;color:#17365D; mso-themecolor:text2;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;Quando a pessoa te da essa liberdade de vc poder dizer o que acha ou não, acho que vc tem q estar pronta para ouvir o que a pessoa acha, ou o que ela acredita, ou como ela vê d fora. Pelo menos eh isso q eu entendo quando vc recorre a alguém todas as vezes que precisa de conselhos. E sou sincera, n tem jeito, e a partir do momento que vc pede minha opinião sobre alguma coisa, ou pergunta o que deve fazer, ajude a entender o que ta acontecendo, pelo meu ponto de vista eu vou dizer REALMENTE o que eu acho, o que eu vejo, independente deu estar certa ou errada, afinal de contas eu n estou dentro da situação. Mas eh simplesmente o que eu sinto ou acho..se vc n concordo, blz, um direito seu, mas dizer que eu estou julgando, sendo que eu estou dizendo diretamente pra vc..se julgar agora eh vc dizer seu ponto de vista depois de ser questionado sobre o assunto, acho q n sei mais o q eh julgar..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;color:#17365D; mso-themecolor:text2;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;Eh bom que a gnt aprende...faz parte...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;color:#17365D; mso-themecolor:text2;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;Precisava falar..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-1983388093822976539?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/1983388093822976539/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/fico-puta-pra-caralhooooo-quando-uma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1983388093822976539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1983388093822976539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/fico-puta-pra-caralhooooo-quando-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-766670896970320582</id><published>2011-07-11T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T08:14:25.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a2DjVAVl-pI/ThsTE7jalaI/AAAAAAAAAbA/HS_On-lnewQ/s1600/banksy34.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a2DjVAVl-pI/ThsTE7jalaI/AAAAAAAAAbA/HS_On-lnewQ/s400/banksy34.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628113134756205986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BANKSY&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quando o silêncio começa a fazer muito barulho, aí é que me preocupa....&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/6842254983427098914-766670896970320582?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/766670896970320582/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/banksy-quando-o-silencio-comeca-fazer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/766670896970320582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/766670896970320582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/banksy-quando-o-silencio-comeca-fazer.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a2DjVAVl-pI/ThsTE7jalaI/AAAAAAAAAbA/HS_On-lnewQ/s72-c/banksy34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-3761865606141896755</id><published>2011-07-08T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T14:04:56.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pi1Ls-djIf4/Thdw4ZjvYJI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Bb3S9ZDfxQ4/s1600/queen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627090373658501266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pi1Ls-djIf4/Thdw4ZjvYJI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Bb3S9ZDfxQ4/s400/queen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6842254983427098914-3761865606141896755?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/3761865606141896755/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/3761865606141896755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/3761865606141896755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pi1Ls-djIf4/Thdw4ZjvYJI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Bb3S9ZDfxQ4/s72-c/queen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-6931792451718543049</id><published>2011-07-04T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T12:09:07.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;color:#1F497D; mso-themecolor:text2"&gt;Amor serve é para melhorar a vida da gente...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;color:#D99594;mso-themecolor:accent2; mso-themetint:153"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;                                   &lt;/span&gt;... se não melhorar, é doença, obsessão, necessidade &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;color:#D99594;mso-themecolor:accent2; mso-themetint:153"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;                                                 &lt;/span&gt;de masoquismo para se sentir importante. E só&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;color:#1F497D;mso-themecolor:text2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;color:#1F497D; mso-themecolor:text2"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;                                                            &lt;/span&gt;(Acasos Afortunados – Elenita)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-6931792451718543049?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/6931792451718543049/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/amor-serve-e-para-melhorar-vida-da.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6931792451718543049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6931792451718543049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/amor-serve-e-para-melhorar-vida-da.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-8674049125162750060</id><published>2011-07-04T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T11:02:08.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o que me mata é essa indecisão...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-8674049125162750060?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/8674049125162750060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-que-me-mata-e-essa-indecisao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/8674049125162750060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/8674049125162750060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-que-me-mata-e-essa-indecisao.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-4814987830219024780</id><published>2011-06-27T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T17:28:13.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the planet earth turns slowly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's hard to say I rather stay awake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when I'm asleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause everythind is never as it seems&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-4814987830219024780?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/4814987830219024780/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/06/id-like-to-make-myself-believe-planet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4814987830219024780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4814987830219024780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/06/id-like-to-make-myself-believe-planet.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-2009549734034365883</id><published>2011-06-21T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T09:30:07.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wimkGmhZLf8/TgDHBzXjhPI/AAAAAAAAAao/swzllpivDbg/s1600/bent-objects-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wimkGmhZLf8/TgDHBzXjhPI/AAAAAAAAAao/swzllpivDbg/s400/bent-objects-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620711168741180658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-2009549734034365883?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/2009549734034365883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/2009549734034365883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/2009549734034365883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wimkGmhZLf8/TgDHBzXjhPI/AAAAAAAAAao/swzllpivDbg/s72-c/bent-objects-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-535613656650094765</id><published>2011-06-12T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T16:01:41.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tem umas coisas que a gente vai deixando, vai deixando, vai deixando de ser e nem percebe... Quando viu, babau, já náo é mais! (Caio F.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-535613656650094765?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/535613656650094765/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/06/tem-umas-coisas-que-gente-vai-deixando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/535613656650094765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/535613656650094765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/06/tem-umas-coisas-que-gente-vai-deixando.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7642082575520053895</id><published>2011-06-10T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T12:44:59.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zg2cNbxydFU/TfJ0J9vbIFI/AAAAAAAAAag/8ZHjlHNcSBA/s1600/2512208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616679399825547346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zg2cNbxydFU/TfJ0J9vbIFI/AAAAAAAAAag/8ZHjlHNcSBA/s400/2512208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu costumo falar assim "quando uma coisa vai mal, é porque não tem nada bem". E é verdade, de repente vc ta bem e aí surge um probleminha, e aí mais um, e mais um..... E quando vc se dá conta tá afundada em coisas ruins acontecendo uma atras da outra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas eu to começando a achar que essas coisas todas ruins que acontecem são pra nos encorajar, pra nos impulsionar pra tomar uma decisão, dar um passo maior e mudar tudo. "Que seja doce."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-7642082575520053895?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7642082575520053895/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-costumo-falar-assim-quando-uma-coisa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7642082575520053895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7642082575520053895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-costumo-falar-assim-quando-uma-coisa.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zg2cNbxydFU/TfJ0J9vbIFI/AAAAAAAAAag/8ZHjlHNcSBA/s72-c/2512208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7839422417867426007</id><published>2011-06-06T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:58:55.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XsIY30Nk8kU/Te0VWASWk6I/AAAAAAAAAaY/6VN1VstNce4/s1600/%252830%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XsIY30Nk8kU/Te0VWASWk6I/AAAAAAAAAaY/6VN1VstNce4/s400/%252830%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615167778179158946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-7839422417867426007?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7839422417867426007/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7839422417867426007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7839422417867426007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XsIY30Nk8kU/Te0VWASWk6I/AAAAAAAAAaY/6VN1VstNce4/s72-c/%252830%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-8411627616248616942</id><published>2011-06-03T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T07:46:57.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Ou vc se contenta, aceita e vive feliz da forma que tá, ou faz o mundo girar e as coisas acontecerem, sem medo de se arrepender..... ahhhhh se tudo fosse tão fácil quanto na teoria...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-8411627616248616942?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/8411627616248616942/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/06/ou-vc-se-contenta-aceita-e-vive-feliz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/8411627616248616942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/8411627616248616942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/06/ou-vc-se-contenta-aceita-e-vive-feliz.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7833058515196355440</id><published>2011-06-01T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T12:29:59.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Faço de tudo pra não fazer desse espaço uma coleção de lamentações, mas tem hora que é só o que a gente tem a fazer ne?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-7833058515196355440?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7833058515196355440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/06/faco-de-tudo-pra-nao-fazer-desse-espaco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7833058515196355440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7833058515196355440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/06/faco-de-tudo-pra-nao-fazer-desse-espaco.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-1212241663296536449</id><published>2011-05-27T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T13:37:43.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Acho que o que a gente tem de verdade é medo de dar certo. Medo de conseguir o que quer, e aí? Vai lutar pelo que? Vai se queixar de que? Quando os nossos problemas se resolvem e a gente não tem mais aquela cortina que nos impedia de dar um passo adiante, a gente tem medo de dar esse passo. E agora que nada mais nos impede, quem vai ter peito de colocar em dúvida suas próprias convicções? Antes era "eu não vou porque não posso", e agora que eu posso, eu não vou porque mesmo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-1212241663296536449?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/1212241663296536449/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/acho-que-o-que-gente-tem-de-verdade-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1212241663296536449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1212241663296536449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/acho-que-o-que-gente-tem-de-verdade-e.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-6568640408114471786</id><published>2011-05-27T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T09:47:49.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma;color:#C4BC96;mso-themecolor:background2;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;enquanto eu estiver me importando tudo bem, mas quando eu me calar, pode começar a se preocupar. Verdade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#C4BC96;mso-themecolor:background2; mso-themeshade:191"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-6568640408114471786?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/6568640408114471786/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/enquanto-eu-estiver-me-importando-tudo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6568640408114471786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6568640408114471786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/enquanto-eu-estiver-me-importando-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-5284254879105528578</id><published>2011-05-27T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T09:46:16.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;A única coisa que eu peço é ÂNIMO. Ânimo pra tudo, pra continuar tentando, correndo atrás, sem desistir. Continuar persistindo nos meus ideias e naquilo que eu acredito que seja o melhor pra mim. Sem medo de errar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-5284254879105528578?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/5284254879105528578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/unica-coisa-que-eu-peco-e-animo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/5284254879105528578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/5284254879105528578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/unica-coisa-que-eu-peco-e-animo.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-4584576732478882525</id><published>2011-05-25T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T10:05:04.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PipSb_W_hgA/Td02tFKxu8I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/CPBxTzBdtE0/s1600/image02122.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PipSb_W_hgA/Td02tFKxu8I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/CPBxTzBdtE0/s400/image02122.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610700858882898882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabe aquelas fotos q nunca mais vamos ver uma igual..??!!! então...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6842254983427098914-4584576732478882525?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/4584576732478882525/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/sabe-aquelas-fotos-q-nunca-mais-vamos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4584576732478882525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4584576732478882525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/sabe-aquelas-fotos-q-nunca-mais-vamos.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PipSb_W_hgA/Td02tFKxu8I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/CPBxTzBdtE0/s72-c/image02122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-704642053456718970</id><published>2011-05-23T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T16:39:04.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sabe quando você se cansa? Eu to cansada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-704642053456718970?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/704642053456718970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/sabe-quando-voce-se-cansa-eu-to-cansada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/704642053456718970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/704642053456718970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/sabe-quando-voce-se-cansa-eu-to-cansada.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-4593557140444058568</id><published>2011-05-22T15:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T15:18:30.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>frio, dor de garganta, dor no corpo, dor de cabeça...gripe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-4593557140444058568?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/4593557140444058568/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/frio-dor-de-garganta-dor-no-corpo-dor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4593557140444058568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4593557140444058568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/frio-dor-de-garganta-dor-no-corpo-dor.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-6991983165864388423</id><published>2011-05-19T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T07:04:10.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#4F6228;mso-themecolor:accent3;mso-themeshade: 128"&gt;Você já parou pra pensar&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;que o que tivesse sido, realmente tivesse acontecido?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#4F6228;mso-themecolor:accent3;mso-themeshade: 128"&gt;Se o “se” tivesse se tornado realidade, como sua vida estaria hj? Estaria melhor do que é hoje ou pior?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-6991983165864388423?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/6991983165864388423/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/voce-ja-parou-pra-pensar-que-o-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6991983165864388423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6991983165864388423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/voce-ja-parou-pra-pensar-que-o-que.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7898211311557359228</id><published>2011-05-13T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T14:34:37.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PrfEcBMYtwM/Tc2jvMBNUpI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/3DT4UilShoE/s1600/82496963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606317142221607570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PrfEcBMYtwM/Tc2jvMBNUpI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/3DT4UilShoE/s400/82496963.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Que bom saber que algumas coisas serão sempre iguais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6842254983427098914-7898211311557359228?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7898211311557359228/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/que-bom-saber-que-algumas-coisas-serao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7898211311557359228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7898211311557359228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/que-bom-saber-que-algumas-coisas-serao.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PrfEcBMYtwM/Tc2jvMBNUpI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/3DT4UilShoE/s72-c/82496963.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7455643876917096283</id><published>2011-05-13T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T14:29:09.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606315798454139026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6xLhuzVywc/Tc2ig-GE-JI/AAAAAAAAAZs/VgPi3_5Yt34/s400/god.jpg" /&gt;E se você acha que o meu orgulho é grande, é porque nunca viu o tamanho da minha fé.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6842254983427098914-7455643876917096283?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7455643876917096283/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/e-se-voce-acha-que-o-meu-orgulho-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7455643876917096283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7455643876917096283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/e-se-voce-acha-que-o-meu-orgulho-e.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6xLhuzVywc/Tc2ig-GE-JI/AAAAAAAAAZs/VgPi3_5Yt34/s72-c/god.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7865462565558630713</id><published>2011-05-12T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:26:40.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu tenho duas opções. Ou eu me concentro naquilo que eu não tenho e que agora  não consigo, ou eu me concentro naquilo que eu tenho e emprego minha energia em  melhorar. Se a gente faz isso pra vida, se mantém "o foco na bola" e não no  "placar" enquanto disputa o jogo, talvez consiga até ser mais feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho  pedido a Deus paciência pra suportar pessoas imperfeitas. O que me inclui nesse  time. Imperfeita eu também sou. E se perdoo tanto outras pessoas (ah, às vezes  tenho vocação pra Madre Teresa e realmenteeeeeee perdoo) por que não poderia  conceder a mim mesma a mesma benevolência?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concedei-me, Deus, coragem pra  mudar aquilo que posso, maturidade pra aceitar o que eu não posso e sabedoria  pra perceber a diferença. Acho q é isso. É sim.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*retira do blog da Elenita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-7865462565558630713?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7865462565558630713/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-tenho-duas-opcoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7865462565558630713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7865462565558630713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-tenho-duas-opcoes.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-1543307857933706908</id><published>2011-05-10T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T08:10:50.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1P-ykW-2fag/TclVaQus6YI/AAAAAAAAAZk/qz_ZsQx7St4/s1600/%252817%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1P-ykW-2fag/TclVaQus6YI/AAAAAAAAAZk/qz_ZsQx7St4/s400/%252817%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605105120895101314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-1543307857933706908?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/1543307857933706908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1543307857933706908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1543307857933706908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1P-ykW-2fag/TclVaQus6YI/AAAAAAAAAZk/qz_ZsQx7St4/s72-c/%252817%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-9162721657674569105</id><published>2011-05-04T08:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T08:35:11.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uma das musicas mais lindas de todos os tempos:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; COLOR: #000000; OVERFLOW: hidden; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; TEXT-DECORATION: none"&gt;&lt;strong style="HEIGHT: 15px" class="editable_area"&gt;That I Would Be Good&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a id="info_url_artist" href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/alanis-morissette/"&gt;Alanis Morissette&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;That I would be good&lt;br /&gt;Even if I did nothing&lt;br /&gt;That I  would be good&lt;br /&gt;Even if I got the thumbs down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good&lt;br /&gt;If  I got and stayed sick&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good&lt;br /&gt;Even if I gained 10  pounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I would be fine&lt;br /&gt;Even if I went bankrupt&lt;br /&gt;That I would be  good&lt;br /&gt;If I lost my hair and my youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I would be great&lt;br /&gt;If I was  no longer queen&lt;br /&gt;That I would be grand&lt;br /&gt;If I was not all knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That  I would be loved&lt;br /&gt;Even when I numb myself&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good&lt;br /&gt;Even when  I am overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I would be loved&lt;br /&gt;Even when I was fuming&lt;br /&gt;That  I would be good&lt;br /&gt;Even if I was clinging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good&lt;br /&gt;Even if  I lost sanity&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good&lt;br /&gt;Whether with or without  you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6842254983427098914-9162721657674569105?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/9162721657674569105/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/uma-das-musicas-mais-lindas-de-todos-os.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/9162721657674569105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/9162721657674569105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/uma-das-musicas-mais-lindas-de-todos-os.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-3285487872314015123</id><published>2011-05-03T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T18:53:31.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E quando vc quer tanto uma coisa, que, quando consegue, não sabe o que fazer com ela? Comigo acontece sempre.. tá acontecendo agora! Amanhã quero opiniões!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-3285487872314015123?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/3285487872314015123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/e-quando-vc-quer-tanto-uma-coisa-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/3285487872314015123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/3285487872314015123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/e-quando-vc-quer-tanto-uma-coisa-que.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-3177421812060230821</id><published>2011-05-02T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T11:06:02.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QcKv4hpw5Ck/Tb7ybtnAQKI/AAAAAAAAAZc/-meyrJfywuw/s1600/Metin%2BDemiralay3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QcKv4hpw5Ck/Tb7ybtnAQKI/AAAAAAAAAZc/-meyrJfywuw/s400/Metin%2BDemiralay3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602181544409055394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;PASSA LOGO...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-3177421812060230821?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/3177421812060230821/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/passa-logo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/3177421812060230821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/3177421812060230821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/05/passa-logo.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QcKv4hpw5Ck/Tb7ybtnAQKI/AAAAAAAAAZc/-meyrJfywuw/s72-c/Metin%2BDemiralay3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-4933303265805877221</id><published>2011-04-29T12:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T12:03:18.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ai, ai...to cansada sabia????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-4933303265805877221?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/4933303265805877221/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/ai-ai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4933303265805877221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4933303265805877221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/ai-ai.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-702761535739727901</id><published>2011-04-27T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T12:50:35.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"..told tou I'll be here forever, said I always be your friend.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-702761535739727901?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/702761535739727901/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/702761535739727901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/702761535739727901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-8746629773473276566</id><published>2011-04-25T12:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T12:08:57.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pHwV4A5rBME/TbXGulg93tI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Eszn0jCTeYg/s1600/Metin%2BDemiralay2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pHwV4A5rBME/TbXGulg93tI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Eszn0jCTeYg/s400/Metin%2BDemiralay2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599600215351746258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-8746629773473276566?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/8746629773473276566/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/8746629773473276566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/8746629773473276566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pHwV4A5rBME/TbXGulg93tI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Eszn0jCTeYg/s72-c/Metin%2BDemiralay2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7556050196377307234</id><published>2011-04-22T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T20:49:36.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ai como eu detesto ser contrariada! O que acontece é que eu ando tão perfecionista, chata mesmo com quase tudo.. tem que estar tudo organizado, tudo programado, tudo tão certinho.. e aí acabo exigindo que as pessoas ajam dessa forma comigo também. Mas nem todo mundo tem essa paciência né? Tem gente que gosta do inesperado. Eu não. E eu não sei como lidar com as situações quando elas saem um milímetro do que eu programei pra mim e pros outros. E aí por não saber como lidar com isso fico emburrada e sempre acaba em briga.&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria ter esse talento que todo mundo tem menos eu, essa coisa meio "deixo a vida me levar", acho bonito isso nas pessoas, mas comigo não funciona. Um dia eu aprendo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-7556050196377307234?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7556050196377307234/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/ai-como-eu-detesto-ser-contrariada-o.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7556050196377307234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7556050196377307234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/ai-como-eu-detesto-ser-contrariada-o.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-6499656412962056427</id><published>2011-04-21T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T12:47:20.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4KQqbmZu3_I/TbCJukZyZ-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/gEHayBapyls/s1600/%252823%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4KQqbmZu3_I/TbCJukZyZ-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/gEHayBapyls/s400/%252823%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598125769960351714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor:accent5;mso-themeshade: 191"&gt;Quando certas coisas acontecem é que vc passa a perceber que o que tiver de ser será. Eu nunca fui de acreditar muito em destino ou mesmo que o mundo de mil voltas não tem como vc mudar o que tiver que ser. Mas as vezes acontecem coisas que faz a gnt parar e pensar. Não era para eu ter ido, n era para ter saído, não era p ter ido akela hr, n era para ter ido com ele, nem iria. Daí vc resolve ir, nakela hr, pegar uma carona, passar por akele lugar e de repente. Depois de tanto tempo ne??? Como pode???&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor:accent5;mso-themeshade: 191"&gt;Será que o que tiver que ser realmente vai ser. Mesmo que a gnt mova montanhas, mude de país, mude a cor do cabelo ou o jeito de pensar. Mesmo depois de amadurecer e vc ter certeza que nunca mais vai acontecer. Seré que pode voltar a acontecer??? Mesmo que talvez você não queira, ou queira, afinal de contas, muitas coisas vc quer e nem sempre acontece. É tão engraçado ne??? As vezes eh uma bobeira e vc fik pensando nakilo, ou com o tempo eskeça. Aquilo parece que vem pra te cutucar, bem no momento que não deveria ou não poderia acontecer. Mas fazer o q? Quem um dia vai mandar nos acontecimentos do que realmente tinha que ser...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor:accent5;mso-themeshade: 191"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-6499656412962056427?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/6499656412962056427/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/quando-certas-coisas-acontecem-e-que-vc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6499656412962056427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6499656412962056427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/quando-certas-coisas-acontecem-e-que-vc.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4KQqbmZu3_I/TbCJukZyZ-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/gEHayBapyls/s72-c/%252823%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7747791508694805509</id><published>2011-04-17T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T09:52:31.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2yrN_wZ3Du0/Tasavkh0yuI/AAAAAAAAAY8/jUU0NJK_5Ts/s1600/%252825%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2yrN_wZ3Du0/Tasavkh0yuI/AAAAAAAAAY8/jUU0NJK_5Ts/s400/%252825%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596596366499695330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;odeio a instabilidade. não saber o que quero, ou saber, mas 5 minutos depois não querer mais aquilo e talvez passar a querer outra coisa. Uma hr uma coisa te faz bem, te deixa feliz, mas vc pisca os olhos, move a cabeça para o outro lado e akilo passou a ser a coisa que mais te irrita, que mais te tira de si. Não gosta de ser assim, querer varias coisas ao mesmo tempo, ou nao querer nenhum e logo depois ja querer outra coisa diferente. Essa vulnerabilidade acaba comigo. Essa coisa de não saber o que te faz melhor, mais feliz me cansa. Ou será que sei mas não consigo enxergar? Será que existe alguém 100% feliz com as suas escolhas ou o caminho que tomou? Sem arrependimentos, mágoas, dúvidas?? Pra ser sincera, não acredito em 100% felicidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&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/6842254983427098914-7747791508694805509?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7747791508694805509/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/odeio-instabilidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7747791508694805509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7747791508694805509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/odeio-instabilidade.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2yrN_wZ3Du0/Tasavkh0yuI/AAAAAAAAAY8/jUU0NJK_5Ts/s72-c/%252825%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-1983023876363408033</id><published>2011-04-16T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T15:32:03.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4PEWwyHmDnY/TaoX-LOlwGI/AAAAAAAAAYU/kb-gLITQxvA/s1600/tumblr_ld2jjxHjB41qej54to1_r1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596311843894575202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4PEWwyHmDnY/TaoX-LOlwGI/AAAAAAAAAYU/kb-gLITQxvA/s400/tumblr_ld2jjxHjB41qej54to1_r1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não gosto dessa responsabilidade, não quero ter de cuidar de alguém e não sei se quero que alguém cuide de mim. To tão mais acostumada a ser sozinha, a cuidar das minhas feridas do meu jeito. E pensando bem, é tão mais gostoso quando alguém tá esperando pronto pra acolher a gente ne? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De uns anos pra cá tenho me tornado cada vez mais perfeccionista e pior, mais indecisa. Tudo que eu tenho que resolver vira um sofrimento, e eu acabo deixando passar as oportunidades. Tenho medo que isso aconteça mais uma vez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-1983023876363408033?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/1983023876363408033/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/nao-gosto-dessa-responsabilidade-nao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1983023876363408033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1983023876363408033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/nao-gosto-dessa-responsabilidade-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4PEWwyHmDnY/TaoX-LOlwGI/AAAAAAAAAYU/kb-gLITQxvA/s72-c/tumblr_ld2jjxHjB41qej54to1_r1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-1264306560103308869</id><published>2011-04-14T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T21:20:12.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pra que tanta dor de cabeça todos os dias??? Falta do uso de óculos? Fome (n, fome n..rs)? Lendo muito ultimamente? Pra que existe a dor de cabeça né??? Afff....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*PS: Rio é o filme mais lindo do mundoooo e muitooo engraçado!!!! 3D ainda, ficou melhor ainda. Muito bem feito, fikei apaixonada. Sera que foram aqueles oculos que me deram dor de cabeça???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-1264306560103308869?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/1264306560103308869/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/pra-que-tanta-dor-de-cabeca-todos-os.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1264306560103308869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1264306560103308869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/pra-que-tanta-dor-de-cabeca-todos-os.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-491252218243446328</id><published>2011-04-10T12:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T12:46:05.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Concordo e começo reproduzindo as perguntas que eu mais escuto de uns tempos pra cá: Quando vc se casa? Vai morar aonde? Já tem trabalho lá? Vai abandonar seu concuuurrrrso púbicooo? E a sua família? Galera, assim que eu souber eu aviso, ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-491252218243446328?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/491252218243446328/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/concordo-e-comeco-reproduzindo-as.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/491252218243446328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/491252218243446328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/concordo-e-comeco-reproduzindo-as.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7718440848099561485</id><published>2011-04-09T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T21:17:23.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Acho que a gnt anda fazendo mto "copia e cola"  escrito mto pouco da gente, sobre a gnt.&lt;div&gt;O q q vc acha da gnt voltar a escrever o que dá n caixola??? Exercitar a criatividade e aproveitar o embalo e colocar pra fora, já que cá pra nós, somos duas meninas que não nos abrimos tão fácil para ninguém.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje em dia eu vendo aquele programa da globo, "Bem estar" (só eu vejo, pq isso eh coisa de á toa, horário de á toa ta vendo TV..rs), e em uma das matérias onde os repórteres abordavam o fato de que as pessoas devem se exprimir, jogar pra fora o que acham, o que sentem, desabafar, principalmente dores emocionais. Pra finalizar, um dos estudiosos do assunto, n me lembro kem, citou a seguinte frase: "Quando a gnt n desabafa pela boca, o corpo, internamente é que sofre e pede ajuda". E eu acredito 100% nessa frase!! O corpo sofre, o cabelo fica uma meleca, a unha fica faca e quabradiça, dor de estômago, cabeça, pele ruim e por ai vai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E como nós temos nos falado muito pouco também vai servir pra pra gnt se aproximar um pouco mais e conversarmos indiretamente. Sei lá, pode ser um texto a base do "meu Querido Diario" ou um texto simbólico, ou uma foto, ou um poema que se encaixe com o que quer dizer e por aí vai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois que a gnt enjoar, a gnt volta pro copi e cola...rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saudades amiga..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bejus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-7718440848099561485?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7718440848099561485/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/acho-que-gnt-anda-fazendo-mto-copia-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7718440848099561485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7718440848099561485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/acho-que-gnt-anda-fazendo-mto-copia-e.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7466010010806802113</id><published>2011-04-09T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T20:43:26.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gaJEKeEzYbM/TaEnU1nGDEI/AAAAAAAAAYM/EOJe1z0KHvw/s1600/%252816%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gaJEKeEzYbM/TaEnU1nGDEI/AAAAAAAAAYM/EOJe1z0KHvw/s400/%252816%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593795451112787010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#8DB3E2;mso-themecolor:text2; mso-themetint:102;mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:PT-BR; mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;Quantas coisas já perdi c medo de perder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#8DB3E2;mso-themecolor:text2; mso-themetint:102;mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:PT-BR; mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#8DB3E2;mso-themecolor:text2; mso-themetint:102;mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:PT-BR; mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-7466010010806802113?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7466010010806802113/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/quantas-coisas-ja-perdi-c-medo-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7466010010806802113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7466010010806802113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/quantas-coisas-ja-perdi-c-medo-de.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gaJEKeEzYbM/TaEnU1nGDEI/AAAAAAAAAYM/EOJe1z0KHvw/s72-c/%252816%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-6762689389253935625</id><published>2011-04-06T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T17:51:04.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Impossível atravessar a vida sem que um trabalho saia mal feito, sem que uma amizade cause decepção, sem padecer com alguma doença, sem que um amor nos abandone, sem que ninguém da família morra, sem que a gente se engane em um negócio. Esse é o custo de viver. O importante não é o que acontece, mas como você reage. Você cresce quando não perde a esperança, nem diminui a vontade, nem perde a fé. Quando aceita a realidade e tem orgulho de vivê-la. Quando aceita seu destino, mas tem garra para mudá-lo. Quando aceita o que deixa para trás, construindo o que tem pela frente e planejando o que está por vir. Cresce quando supera, se valoriza e sabe dar frutos. Cresce quando abre caminho, assimila experiências... e semeia raízes. Cresce quando se impõe metas, sem se importar com comentários. Cresce quando é forte de caráter, sustentado por sua formação, sensível por temperamento... e humano por nascimento! Cresce ajudando a seus semelhantes, conhecendo a si mesmo e dando à vida mais do que recebe. Assim se cresce. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;caixinhadelicada.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-6762689389253935625?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/6762689389253935625/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/impossivel-atravessar-vida-sem-que-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6762689389253935625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6762689389253935625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/impossivel-atravessar-vida-sem-que-um.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-6893354161562571741</id><published>2011-04-03T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T15:49:32.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; color:#92D050"&gt;Acho que no fundo a gente gosta das pessoas, mas acho que gosta também da narrativa da gente que aparece quando a gente vivencia as relações.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; color:#92D050"&gt;Porque ninguém consegue competir com um ser perfeito e idealizado... nem o próprio ser que gerou a idealização né?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-6893354161562571741?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/6893354161562571741/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/acho-que-no-fundo-gente-gosta-das.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6893354161562571741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6893354161562571741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/acho-que-no-fundo-gente-gosta-das.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-1823279856505437552</id><published>2011-04-03T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T13:32:03.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8kbmercDXuI/TZjY_7BmykI/AAAAAAAAAYE/nPkqjdq3yk4/s1600/guaiba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591457530068257346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8kbmercDXuI/TZjY_7BmykI/AAAAAAAAAYE/nPkqjdq3yk4/s400/guaiba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rio Guaíba, Porto Alegre precisa de praia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-1823279856505437552?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/1823279856505437552/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/rio-guaiba-porto-alegre-precisa-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1823279856505437552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1823279856505437552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/04/rio-guaiba-porto-alegre-precisa-de.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8kbmercDXuI/TZjY_7BmykI/AAAAAAAAAYE/nPkqjdq3yk4/s72-c/guaiba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-3861803286829166199</id><published>2011-03-27T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T16:42:05.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxpVEJOc_qI/TY_LReDgKqI/AAAAAAAAAX8/I6bM8TFtiX8/s1600/%252812%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxpVEJOc_qI/TY_LReDgKqI/AAAAAAAAAX8/I6bM8TFtiX8/s400/%252812%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588909163576044194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-3861803286829166199?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/3861803286829166199/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/3861803286829166199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/3861803286829166199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxpVEJOc_qI/TY_LReDgKqI/AAAAAAAAAX8/I6bM8TFtiX8/s72-c/%252812%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-2600542571785809325</id><published>2011-03-25T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T17:39:55.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Se havia algo que eu aprendera, é que um homem nunca escolhe uma mulher. Tudo o que ele pode fazer é lhe dar a poportunidade de escolhe-lo."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-2600542571785809325?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/2600542571785809325/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/se-havia-algo-que-eu-aprendera-e-que-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/2600542571785809325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/2600542571785809325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/se-havia-algo-que-eu-aprendera-e-que-um.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-4685158151442853176</id><published>2011-03-22T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T19:31:17.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorte no jogo / &lt;div&gt;azar no amor / &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de que me serve / &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorte no amor / &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se o amor é um  jogo / &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e o jogo não é meu forte, / &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meu amor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-4685158151442853176?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/4685158151442853176/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/sorte-no-jogo-azar-no-amor-de-que-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4685158151442853176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4685158151442853176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/sorte-no-jogo-azar-no-amor-de-que-me.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-3848697310092030876</id><published>2011-03-21T18:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T18:54:38.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RiOEvYMbFBc/TYgBWUk9siI/AAAAAAAAAX0/-9Ck4vmykS8/s1600/%25283%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RiOEvYMbFBc/TYgBWUk9siI/AAAAAAAAAX0/-9Ck4vmykS8/s400/%25283%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586716820745597474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-3848697310092030876?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/3848697310092030876/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/3848697310092030876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/3848697310092030876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RiOEvYMbFBc/TYgBWUk9siI/AAAAAAAAAX0/-9Ck4vmykS8/s72-c/%25283%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-6570415268742543337</id><published>2011-03-21T18:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T18:09:38.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5yMGmgSZ-QI/TYf2zNVq_II/AAAAAAAAAXs/yJ677XNKPTw/s1600/%252814%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5yMGmgSZ-QI/TYf2zNVq_II/AAAAAAAAAXs/yJ677XNKPTw/s400/%252814%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586705222390709378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tem dias que eu fico pensando na vida&lt;br /&gt;E sinceramente não vejo saída&lt;br /&gt;Como  é por exemplo que dá pra entender&lt;br /&gt;A gente mal nasce e começa a  morrer&lt;br /&gt;Depois da chegada vem sempre a partida&lt;br /&gt;Porque não há nada sem  separação&lt;br /&gt;Sei lá&lt;br /&gt;Sei lá&lt;br /&gt;A vida é uma grande ilusão&lt;br /&gt;Sei lá&lt;br /&gt;Sei  lá&lt;br /&gt;Eu só sei que ela está com a razão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém nunca sabe que males se  apronta&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo de conta, fingindo esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Que nada renasce antes que se  acabe&lt;br /&gt;E o sol que desponta tem que anoitecer&lt;br /&gt;De nada adianta ficar-se de  fora&lt;br /&gt;A hora do sim é o descuido do não&lt;br /&gt;Sei lá&lt;br /&gt;Sei lá&lt;br /&gt;Só sei que é  preciso paixão&lt;br /&gt;Sei lá&lt;br /&gt;Sei lá&lt;br /&gt;A vida tem sempre razão." Tom Jobim&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6842254983427098914-6570415268742543337?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/6570415268742543337/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/tem-dias-que-eu-fico-pensando-na-vida-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6570415268742543337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6570415268742543337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/tem-dias-que-eu-fico-pensando-na-vida-e.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5yMGmgSZ-QI/TYf2zNVq_II/AAAAAAAAAXs/yJ677XNKPTw/s72-c/%252814%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-8217750438814913760</id><published>2011-03-17T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T15:47:31.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tem pessoas que a gente perde sem nem ter conhecido. E são essas que deixam mais saudade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-8217750438814913760?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/8217750438814913760/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/tem-pessoas-que-gente-perde-sem-nem-ter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/8217750438814913760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/8217750438814913760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/tem-pessoas-que-gente-perde-sem-nem-ter.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-4496989961024098588</id><published>2011-03-16T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T19:27:36.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;...parece errado nas horas certas...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-4496989961024098588?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/4496989961024098588/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4496989961024098588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4496989961024098588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-5692378225083890530</id><published>2011-03-16T15:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T15:45:35.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Eu vou inventar uma madrugada eterna pra quando você tiver que ir embora no dia  seguinte. E você vai inventar um domingo que vai durar pra sempre porque tenho  preguiça das segundas-feiras..." (Marla de Queiroz)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-5692378225083890530?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/5692378225083890530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/eu-vou-inventar-uma-madrugada-eterna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/5692378225083890530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/5692378225083890530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/eu-vou-inventar-uma-madrugada-eterna.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-4677034317358895394</id><published>2011-03-15T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T19:21:41.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:#CC0000"&gt;Existem momentos na vida que coisas acontecem (conhecem o ditado né: há males que vem para o bem) e vc começa a enxergar tudo de um modo diferente, vontade de começar uma nova vida, deixar pra tras tudo de ruim e tomar isso como exemplo... e começa a ter sede de coisas novas, sede de viver... De alcançar seus objetivos, de centrar-se em seus ideais.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-4677034317358895394?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/4677034317358895394/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/existem-momentos-na-vida-que-coisas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4677034317358895394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/4677034317358895394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/existem-momentos-na-vida-que-coisas.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7431837095109187412</id><published>2011-03-15T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T17:56:25.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k6HAizG00kI/TYAKk9kadYI/AAAAAAAAAXk/IMNbtu2h7ug/s1600/100374500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584475168058275202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k6HAizG00kI/TYAKk9kadYI/AAAAAAAAAXk/IMNbtu2h7ug/s400/100374500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não escolha a pessoa mais bonita do mundo, escolha a pessoa que faz seu mundo mais bonito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-7431837095109187412?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7431837095109187412/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-escolha-pessoa-mais-bonita-do-mundo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7431837095109187412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7431837095109187412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-escolha-pessoa-mais-bonita-do-mundo.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k6HAizG00kI/TYAKk9kadYI/AAAAAAAAAXk/IMNbtu2h7ug/s72-c/100374500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-6204354480094194980</id><published>2011-03-11T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T09:23:22.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zgmIXt4Z-zA/TXpaSpXgRlI/AAAAAAAAAXc/kqzeXG4orrg/s1600/Metin%2BDemiralay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zgmIXt4Z-zA/TXpaSpXgRlI/AAAAAAAAAXc/kqzeXG4orrg/s400/Metin%2BDemiralay.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582873964467734098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-6204354480094194980?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/6204354480094194980/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6204354480094194980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6204354480094194980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zgmIXt4Z-zA/TXpaSpXgRlI/AAAAAAAAAXc/kqzeXG4orrg/s72-c/Metin%2BDemiralay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-6001864586077386175</id><published>2011-03-09T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T18:05:18.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Wide Latin&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#D99594; mso-themecolor:accent2;mso-themetint:153"&gt;Deixamos de amar quando nos desculpamos com facilidade - não nos interessa mais brigar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-6001864586077386175?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/6001864586077386175/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/deixamos-de-amar-quando-nos-desculpamos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6001864586077386175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/6001864586077386175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/deixamos-de-amar-quando-nos-desculpamos.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7529562802144346123</id><published>2011-03-09T12:06:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T12:06:46.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Que as coincidências são uma prova de que Deus existe."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-7529562802144346123?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7529562802144346123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/que-as-coincidencias-sao-uma-prova-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7529562802144346123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7529562802144346123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/que-as-coincidencias-sao-uma-prova-de.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7018023677738259927</id><published>2011-03-04T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T10:32:03.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gCqXbpKtsjQ/TXEwGSpLmdI/AAAAAAAAAXE/XkUbx5zt8BU/s1600/%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gCqXbpKtsjQ/TXEwGSpLmdI/AAAAAAAAAXE/XkUbx5zt8BU/s400/%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580294297930668498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A REJEIÇÃO É A MAIOR ATRAÇÃO QUE EXISTE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-7018023677738259927?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7018023677738259927/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/rejeicao-e-maior-atracao-que-existe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7018023677738259927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7018023677738259927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/rejeicao-e-maior-atracao-que-existe.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gCqXbpKtsjQ/TXEwGSpLmdI/AAAAAAAAAXE/XkUbx5zt8BU/s72-c/%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-319050436181894853</id><published>2011-03-01T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T19:17:08.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>................................................................</title><content type='html'>"Pq se não ficar com vc agora, sinto q nos perderemos... As pessoas costumam  piscar e perder um momento. O momento q poderia mudar tudo."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-319050436181894853?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/319050436181894853/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/319050436181894853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/319050436181894853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='................................................................'/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-2145239901925566189</id><published>2011-02-27T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T17:59:16.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Falta tanta coisa na minha janela como uma praia&lt;br /&gt;Falta tanta coisa na memória como o rosto dela&lt;br /&gt;Falta tanto tempo no relógio quanto uma semana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobra tanta falta de paciência que me desespero&lt;br /&gt;Sobram tantas meias verdades que guardo pra mim mesmo&lt;br /&gt;Sobram tantos medos que nem me protejo mais&lt;br /&gt;Sobra tanto espaço dentro do abraço..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-2145239901925566189?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/2145239901925566189/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/02/falta-tanta-coisa-na-minha-janela-como.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/2145239901925566189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/2145239901925566189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/02/falta-tanta-coisa-na-minha-janela-como.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-2057293547918225857</id><published>2011-02-27T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T17:42:08.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Porque algumas pessoas tem uma sorte absurda e vão morrer sem nunca saber que  tiveram.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-2057293547918225857?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/2057293547918225857/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/02/porque-algumas-pessoas-tem-uma-sorte.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/2057293547918225857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/2057293547918225857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/02/porque-algumas-pessoas-tem-uma-sorte.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-3260135116638494902</id><published>2011-02-26T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T11:15:18.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>verdade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3AZFqWajyN0/TWlRPfcgV5I/AAAAAAAAAW8/DSLt2V6Oaug/s1600/%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3AZFqWajyN0/TWlRPfcgV5I/AAAAAAAAAW8/DSLt2V6Oaug/s400/%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578078940056016786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Somos tão criativos que quando não temos problemas, nós os inventamos.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Augusto Cury&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6842254983427098914-3260135116638494902?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/3260135116638494902/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/02/verdade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/3260135116638494902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/3260135116638494902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/02/verdade.html' title='verdade'/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3AZFqWajyN0/TWlRPfcgV5I/AAAAAAAAAW8/DSLt2V6Oaug/s72-c/%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-1554055945563405634</id><published>2011-02-21T16:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T16:27:55.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aeTlcpr_gZ8/TWMDApSf1AI/AAAAAAAAAW0/kMH2OaUDekw/s1600/%252811%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aeTlcpr_gZ8/TWMDApSf1AI/AAAAAAAAAW0/kMH2OaUDekw/s400/%252811%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576304073233126402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;Silêncio não é resposta para uma mulher. Quando o homem fica quieto, ela trata de antecipar o que está pensando e falar por ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-1554055945563405634?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/1554055945563405634/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/02/silencio-nao-e-resposta-para-uma-mulher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1554055945563405634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/1554055945563405634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/02/silencio-nao-e-resposta-para-uma-mulher.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aeTlcpr_gZ8/TWMDApSf1AI/AAAAAAAAAW0/kMH2OaUDekw/s72-c/%252811%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6842254983427098914.post-7527231058594208237</id><published>2011-02-21T12:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T12:32:29.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uma pessoa que é boa com você, mas grosseira com o garçom, não pode ser uma boa pessoa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6842254983427098914-7527231058594208237?l=dedenanny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/feeds/7527231058594208237/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/02/uma-pessoa-que-e-boa-com-voce-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7527231058594208237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6842254983427098914/posts/default/7527231058594208237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedenanny.blogspot.com/2011/02/uma-pessoa-que-e-boa-com-voce-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>DeMa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155135854370097915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ5fxyjF104/TapnOlIRBLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/IL1cVu9zN80/s220/2535167.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
