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assim,você vive dentro de mim,então me diga como é isso?&lt;br /&gt;Você é o único que eu desejo poder esquecer&lt;br /&gt;O único que eu amo para não perdoar&lt;br /&gt;E apesar de você quebrar meu coração, você é o único.&lt;br /&gt;E apesar de existir momentos que eu odeio você&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu não posso apagar&lt;br /&gt;Os momentos que você me machucou,e pôs lágrimas no meu rosto&lt;br /&gt;E até agora, enquanto eu odeio você, me dói dizer&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que estarei lá no final do dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero ficar sem você, amor&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero um coração partido&lt;br /&gt;Não quero respirar sem você, amor&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero ter esse papel&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que amo você Mas me deixe dizer&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero amar você de nenhuma maneira, não não&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero um coração partido&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero ser a garota de coração partido&lt;br /&gt;Não, não, nenhuma garota de coração partido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há uma coisa que eu sinto que preciso dizer&lt;br /&gt;Mas até agora eu sempre tive medo&lt;br /&gt;Que você nunca chegasse perto&lt;br /&gt;E eu ainda quero botar isso pra fora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você diz que tem o maior respeito por mim&lt;br /&gt;Mas as vezes eu sinto que você não me merece&lt;br /&gt;E ainda assim você está no meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Mas você é o único&lt;br /&gt;E sim, há momentos em que eu odeio você, mas eu não reclamo&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu tive medo de que você fosse embora&lt;br /&gt;Oh, mas agora eu não odeio você&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou feliz em dizer&lt;br /&gt;Que eu estarei lá no final do dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero ficar sem você, amor&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero um coração partido&lt;br /&gt;Não quero respirar sem você, amor&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero ter esse papel&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que amo você, mas me deixe dizer&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero amar você de nenhuma maneira, não não&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero um coração partido&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero ser a garota de coração partido&lt;br /&gt;Não, não, nenhuma garota de coração partido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora eu estou em um lugar que eu nunca pensei que estaria, ohh&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou vivendo em um mundo que é tudo sobre você e eu, yeah&lt;br /&gt;E eu não terei medo, meu coração partido está livre&lt;br /&gt;Para abrir minhas asas e voar para longe, para longe com você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero ficar sem você, amor&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero um coração partido&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero respirar sem meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero ter esse papel&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que amo você Mas me deixe dizer&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero amar você de nenhuma maneira, não não&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero um coração partido&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero ser a garota de coração partido&lt;br /&gt;Não, não, nenhuma garota de coração partido&lt;br /&gt;Garota de coração partido&lt;br /&gt;Não, não, nenhuma garota de coração partido...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JXmUYdOVJtc&amp;amp;ob=av2e"&gt;Ouça a música aqui !!&lt;/a&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/8080567816864218192-1667795239472179835?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/1667795239472179835/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=1667795239472179835&amp;isPopup=true' 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type='text'>Horóscopo libra 2011 - Porto do Céu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Por que eu não li isso antes ???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://portodoceu.terra.com.br/horoscopo-2011/horoscopo-libra-2011.asp#.TlKOAC552Do.blogger"&gt;Horóscopo libra 2011 - Porto do Céu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-5441062013253739803?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/5441062013253739803/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=5441062013253739803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;eu não quero mais sentir essa dor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-5692254823882766577?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/5692254823882766577/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=5692254823882766577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/5692254823882766577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/5692254823882766577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-nao-quero-mais-sentir-essa-dor.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-2164152389522597140</id><published>2011-06-26T01:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T01:02:08.703-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Agora em que mais uma vez estou aqui, no meu quarto e você aí na rua rodiado de &amp;nbsp;amigos tentando ficar bem, eu passo pela sua cabeça?&lt;br /&gt;As vezes em que gritei com você, as vezes que chorei de saudade, as vezes que quase morri de vergonha, as vezes em que me desesperei, nada, nada se compara ao que eu sinto agora.&lt;br /&gt;Nada se compara ao grito que está entalado no meu peito, na minha garganta, na minha alma.&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez eu estou aqui pra chorar as 'pitangas' e dizer que eu sou covarde, sou sim e quero não amar, quero não amar você, que não sentir pena, quero não pensar em você, que não me preocupar.&lt;br /&gt;Ha dois meses atrás eu senti uma dor agoniante e queria que dessa vez fosse diferente, meu Deus, eu estava bem, estava fazendo tudo certo, estava na minha, ninguém falava o meu nome, era só eu por mim mesma e eu queria só paz de espírito, sair um pouco com bons amigos e não me desesperar quando o celular tocasse.&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho pânico em ver ele tocar, pânico ! Dá vontade de gritar igual uma louca e sair correndo e deitar em um colo que me ofereça calor, porque estou desolada, perdida, desesperada, sem eira nem beira, estou sem eu mesma, me perdi... Eu me perdi em um olhar que me amarrou e eu estou impossibilitada de fazer qualquer coisa que seja. Eu não preciso dizer as coisas que eu não sou. O meu olhar não passa a loucura que está dentro da minha mente..e tem sempre, sempre alguém pedindo algo em troca. Não aguento mais essa dor, não aguento mais essa angustia, não aguento mais esse amor. Não aguento mais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-2164152389522597140?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/2164152389522597140/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=2164152389522597140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2164152389522597140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2164152389522597140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/06/agora-em-que-mais-uma-vez-estou-aqui-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-3983918742024618529</id><published>2011-06-26T00:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T00:43:33.020-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Sorte de hoje:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ninguém pode voltar e criar um novo início, mas todo mundo pode começar hoje e criar um novo final.&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/8080567816864218192-3983918742024618529?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/3983918742024618529/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=3983918742024618529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/3983918742024618529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/3983918742024618529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/06/sorte-de-hoje-pode-voltar-e-criar-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-2771161907806247855</id><published>2011-06-26T00:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T00:27:59.015-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Há um tempo em que é preciso abandonar as roupas usadas, que já tem a forma do nosso corpo, e esquecer os nossos caminhos, que nos levam sempre aos mesmos lugares. É o tempo da travessia... e se não ousarmos a fazê-la estaremos para sempre a margem de nós mesmos” (Fernando Pessoa)&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/8080567816864218192-2771161907806247855?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/2771161907806247855/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=2771161907806247855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2771161907806247855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2771161907806247855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/06/ha-um-tempo-em-que-e-preciso-abandonar.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-2767803323680264948</id><published>2011-06-25T23:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T23:41:30.946-03:00</updated><title type='text'>everything will be okay in the end...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&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/8080567816864218192-2767803323680264948?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/2767803323680264948/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=2767803323680264948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2767803323680264948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2767803323680264948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/06/everything-will-be-okay-in-end.html' title='everything will be okay in the end...'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-626906770935227321</id><published>2011-06-25T23:14:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T23:14:59.976-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;O provável é que eu faça mesmo tudo errado&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/8080567816864218192-626906770935227321?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/626906770935227321/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=626906770935227321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/626906770935227321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/626906770935227321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-provavel-e-que-eu-faca-mesmo-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-3676981389313211213</id><published>2011-06-25T23:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T23:09:30.916-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Não existe inicio, nem chegada. Só o caminho"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Talvez o final feliz seja realmente seguir em frente.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Meu vício de hoje pode ser o passo pro meu abismo de amanhã."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Ser feliz sem motivo é a mais autêntica forma de felicidade"&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/8080567816864218192-3676981389313211213?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/3676981389313211213/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=3676981389313211213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/3676981389313211213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/3676981389313211213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/06/nao-existe-inicio-nem-chegada.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-199598061080259837</id><published>2011-06-25T23:02:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T23:02:31.559-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Não planeje sua vida. Planeje ser pego de surpresa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-199598061080259837?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/199598061080259837/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=199598061080259837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/199598061080259837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/199598061080259837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/06/nao-planeje-sua-vida_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-4991031471341307297</id><published>2011-06-25T23:02:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T23:02:30.753-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Não planeje sua vida. Planeje ser pego de surpresa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-4991031471341307297?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/4991031471341307297/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=4991031471341307297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4991031471341307297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4991031471341307297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/06/nao-planeje-sua-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-323340411660850383</id><published>2011-06-25T23:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T23:00:59.305-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Por favor, não me analise&lt;br /&gt;Não fique procurando cada ponto fraco meu.&lt;br /&gt;Se ninguém resiste a uma análise profunda,&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais eu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciumento, exigente, inseguro, carente&lt;br /&gt;Todo cheio de marcas que a vida deixou&lt;br /&gt;Vejo em cada grito de exigência&lt;br /&gt;Um pedido de carência, um pedido de amor.&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/8080567816864218192-323340411660850383?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/323340411660850383/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=323340411660850383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/323340411660850383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/323340411660850383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/06/por-favor-nao-me-analise-nao-fique.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-3743246229297173517</id><published>2011-06-25T22:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T22:58:24.838-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"O amor só é lindo, quando encontramos alguém que nos transforme no melhor que podemos ser."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Somos donos de nossos atos,&lt;br /&gt;mas não donos de nossos sentimentos;&lt;br /&gt;Somos culpados pelo que fazemos,&lt;br /&gt;mas não somos culpados pelo que sentimos;&lt;br /&gt;Podemos prometer atos,&lt;br /&gt;mas não podemos prometer sentimentos...&lt;br /&gt;Atos sao pássaros engailoados,&lt;br /&gt;sentimentos são passaros em vôo.&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/8080567816864218192-3743246229297173517?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/3743246229297173517/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=3743246229297173517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/3743246229297173517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/3743246229297173517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-amor-so-e-lindo-quando-encontramos.html' title='&quot;O amor só é lindo, quando encontramos alguém que nos transforme no melhor que podemos ser.&quot;'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-3531342663543202856</id><published>2011-06-18T20:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T20:56:50.784-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Babe, I'm Gonna Leave You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Babe, baby, baby, eu vou deixá-la.&lt;br /&gt;Eu disse, baby, você sabe que vou deixá-la.&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou deixá-la no verão&lt;br /&gt;Vou deixá-la enquanto o verão transcorre&lt;br /&gt;Vou deixá-la enquanto o verão se aproxima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, Eu não quero deixá-la&lt;br /&gt;Eu não estou brincando mulher, eu tenho que partir&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, baby, baby, Estou acreditando&lt;br /&gt;Temos realmente que partir.&lt;br /&gt;Eu posso ouvi-lo me chamando da mesma maneira que&lt;br /&gt;fazia,&lt;br /&gt;Eu posso ouvi-lo me chamando de volta para casa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe...eu vou deixá-la&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby, você sabe realmente que tenho que deixá-la&lt;br /&gt;Oh eu posso ouvi-lo me chamando&lt;br /&gt;Eu disse você não pode ouvi-lo me chamando&lt;br /&gt;como antes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que nunca, nunca, nunca vou deixá-la, baby&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu tenho que sair deste lugar&lt;br /&gt;Eu terei que te abandonar, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Baby, ooh você não ouve-o me chamando?&lt;br /&gt;Mulher, mulher, eu sei, eu sei&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me feliz em tê-la de volta novamente&lt;br /&gt;E sei que um dia baby, isso vai progredir, sim vai.&lt;br /&gt;Temos que andar pelo parque todo dia&lt;br /&gt;Como poderia ser, todo dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era bom, muito bom.&lt;br /&gt;Você fazia-me feliz a cada dia&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora... Eu tenho que partir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;Assim é quando Ele me chama&lt;br /&gt;Eu disse, assim é quando Ele me chama de volta para&lt;br /&gt;casa...&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/led-zeppelin/babe-im-gonna-leave-you-traducao.html#ixzz1PfukuyC4" style="color: #003399; cursor: pointer; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;http://www.vagalume.com.br/led-zeppelin/babe-im-gonna-leave-you-traducao.html#ixzz1PfukuyC4&lt;/a&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/8080567816864218192-3531342663543202856?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/3531342663543202856/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=3531342663543202856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/3531342663543202856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/3531342663543202856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/06/babe-im-gonna-leave-you.html' title='Babe, I&apos;m Gonna Leave You'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-8232045850733382156</id><published>2011-05-23T00:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T00:55:09.250-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;O provável é que eu faça mesmo tudo errado...&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/8080567816864218192-8232045850733382156?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/8232045850733382156/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=8232045850733382156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8232045850733382156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8232045850733382156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-provavel-e-que-eu-faca-mesmo-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-4973747109455807557</id><published>2011-04-23T11:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T11:20:20.202-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/3fo3WJ1orvk/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3fo3WJ1orvk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3fo3WJ1orvk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/8080567816864218192-1755234848443909769?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/1755234848443909769/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=1755234848443909769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/1755234848443909769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/1755234848443909769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-8559489477930539710</id><published>2011-04-10T23:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T23:19:47.213-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida ensina...e seria muito melhor ter aprendido em casa, do que com ela.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Sabe aqueles filmes em que é uma aventura e os personagens conhecem pessoas,&lt;br /&gt;e aprendem e lutam juntos e é pura alegria quando vence e quando perde também e do nada,&lt;br /&gt;tem q se despedir ?..então...&lt;br /&gt;Eu to vendo a minha vida assim, uma estrada...eu tenho muitas pessoas ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;e a pessoa diz que não pode continuar e eu não posso fazer nada.. A gente até tenta, mas a vida ela é constante&lt;br /&gt;e ela surpreende e a gente perde muita coisa e não têm nada nada naaada que faça voltar e ser muito bom ou alguma coisa que seja milhões de vezes melhor e agente tenta muito achar a felicidade&lt;br /&gt;como se sentisse fome, &amp;nbsp;e não se encontra.&lt;br /&gt;O que eu faço pra me livrar dessa dor ?&lt;br /&gt;Aconselhar os outros e falar pra se tomar uma atitude é tão fácil.&lt;br /&gt;Por que eu não to conseguindo ficar bem ?&lt;br /&gt;Por que eu to me esforçando tanto, cortando meus principios, me esforçando pra dizer que não to sentindo dor, por que eu to me matando tanto ?&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero cansar disso,porque eu sei que quando isso acontecer, vai ser fácil tomar uma atitude e eu sei que não vou me arrepender...&lt;br /&gt;eu preciso de carinho, de atenção, de amor, eu preciso de alguém que não vá desistir de mim de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trabalhei hoje, to tão cansada que tu não tem ideia do quanto,&lt;br /&gt;to cansada de estar largada e não receber um carinho no dia que poderia ser muito bom&lt;br /&gt;to me sentindo sozinha tendo que cuidar até da minha mãe&lt;br /&gt;e não consigo ver a importância que eu tenho na vida de quem eu amo..&lt;br /&gt;por que eu to me sacrificando tanto ? que que eu to ganhando com isso ??&lt;br /&gt;pq eu não paro com isso ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, eu vou deitar pra dormir...ia fazer mil coisas hoje mas acabei não fazendo nada de tanto sono e preguiça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boa semana pra todo mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-8559489477930539710?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/8559489477930539710/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=8559489477930539710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8559489477930539710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8559489477930539710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/04/vida-ensinae-seria-muito-melhor-ter.html' title='A vida ensina...e seria muito melhor ter aprendido em casa, do que com ela.'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-2276855591567317345</id><published>2011-03-26T19:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T19:40:03.665-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Só chegue perto se for para ficar. Eu já protagonizei despedidas demais.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os planos que Deus tem pra mim, são melhores que os meus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/8080567816864218192-2276855591567317345?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/2276855591567317345/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=2276855591567317345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2276855591567317345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2276855591567317345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-chegue-perto-se-for-para-ficar-eu-ja.html' title='Só chegue perto se for para ficar. Eu já protagonizei despedidas demais.'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-7177112161699964664</id><published>2011-03-26T19:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T19:37:12.118-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Qn8W5mz9R1k/TY5qKmOR1uI/AAAAAAAAAok/jR9NEZDUgnk/s1600/pessoa-3d-e-ponto-de-interroga%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o-thumb7519009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Qn8W5mz9R1k/TY5qKmOR1uI/AAAAAAAAAok/jR9NEZDUgnk/s1600/pessoa-3d-e-ponto-de-interroga%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o-thumb7519009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: grey; font-family: tahoma; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theprincesspeach.tumblr.com/post/3363838617/brasileiras-peito-bunda-curvas-mulheres-mais" style="color: pink; cursor: default; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Brasileiras: Peito, bunda, curvas, mulheres mais bonitas do mundo… Ô mãe, qual é minha nacionalidade mesmo? Tem algo errado aí&lt;/a&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/8080567816864218192-7177112161699964664?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/7177112161699964664/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=7177112161699964664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7177112161699964664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7177112161699964664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/03/brasileiras-peito-bunda-curvas-mulheres.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Qn8W5mz9R1k/TY5qKmOR1uI/AAAAAAAAAok/jR9NEZDUgnk/s72-c/pessoa-3d-e-ponto-de-interroga%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o-thumb7519009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-956689196521524819</id><published>2011-03-26T19:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T19:25:54.055-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-wtfMNkZ6jqA/TY5naY559PI/AAAAAAAAAog/kclMqsLOt94/s1600/1223617256998_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-wtfMNkZ6jqA/TY5naY559PI/AAAAAAAAAog/kclMqsLOt94/s320/1223617256998_f.jpg" width="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Do que você precisa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Eu preciso de alguém que não vá desistir de mim.&lt;/span&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/8080567816864218192-956689196521524819?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/956689196521524819/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=956689196521524819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/956689196521524819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/956689196521524819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-que-voce-precisa-eu-preciso-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-wtfMNkZ6jqA/TY5naY559PI/AAAAAAAAAog/kclMqsLOt94/s72-c/1223617256998_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-5196806347949682093</id><published>2011-03-13T17:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:35:28.858-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-uYumUdE9VH4/TX0qaXSXF-I/AAAAAAAAAoU/zllR1T58htI/s1600/1277572669264_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-uYumUdE9VH4/TX0qaXSXF-I/AAAAAAAAAoU/zllR1T58htI/s320/1277572669264_f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode alguém roubar a felicidade? Ou será que ela é apenas mais um infernal truque interno dos humanos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-5196806347949682093?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/5196806347949682093/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=5196806347949682093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/5196806347949682093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/5196806347949682093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;De certo modo, foi o destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-6845137157856695924?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/6845137157856695924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=6845137157856695924&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-3599452057000184981</id><published>2011-03-13T17:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:19:14.352-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Vejo sua feiúra e sua beleza, e me pergunto como uma mesma coisa pode ser as duas.&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/8080567816864218192-3599452057000184981?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/3599452057000184981/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-3524943027721756476</id><published>2011-03-13T17:18:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:18:50.694-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Erros, erros, às vezes parece que isso é tudo de que sou capaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-3524943027721756476?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-4599486542977931628</id><published>2011-03-13T17:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:18:10.733-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Não ir embora: Ato de amor e confiança.&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/8080567816864218192-4599486542977931628?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/4599486542977931628/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-8734109543578911860</id><published>2011-03-13T17:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:17:28.907-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Como todo sofrimento, esse começou com uma aparente felicidade&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-8734109543578911860?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/8734109543578911860/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=8734109543578911860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8734109543578911860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8734109543578911860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/03/como-todo-sofrimento-esse-comecou-com.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-5223399390641659396</id><published>2011-03-06T19:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T19:18:07.645-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Depois que inventaram a palavra desculpa, magoar os outros ficou muito mais fácil.&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/8080567816864218192-5223399390641659396?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/5223399390641659396/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=5223399390641659396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/5223399390641659396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/5223399390641659396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/03/depois-que-inventaram-palavra-desculpa.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-6731035518114107349</id><published>2011-03-06T19:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T19:15:14.786-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Creia em si, mas não duvide sempre dos outros. (Machado de Assis)&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/8080567816864218192-6731035518114107349?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/6731035518114107349/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=6731035518114107349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/6731035518114107349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/6731035518114107349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/03/creia-em-si-mas-nao-duvide-sempre-dos.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-1905559829599567246</id><published>2011-03-06T19:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T19:14:06.912-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Já passei noites chorando até pegar no sono, mais tambem já fui dormir tão feliz, ao ponto de nem conseguir fechar os olhos.&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/8080567816864218192-1905559829599567246?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/1905559829599567246/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=1905559829599567246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/1905559829599567246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/1905559829599567246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/03/ja-passei-noites-chorando-ate-pegar-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-6120336911627354037</id><published>2011-03-06T19:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T19:13:40.223-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Uma máquina pode fazer o trabalho de 50 homens comuns, mais uma máquina nunca poderá fazer o trabalho de um homem extraordinário.&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/8080567816864218192-6120336911627354037?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/6120336911627354037/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=6120336911627354037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/6120336911627354037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/6120336911627354037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/03/uma-maquina-pode-fazer-o-trabalho-de-50.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-3536546852543479222</id><published>2011-03-06T19:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T19:13:02.998-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Estar com alguém errado é lembrar em dobro a falta que faz alguém certo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;(Tati Bernardi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-3536546852543479222?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/3536546852543479222/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=3536546852543479222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/3536546852543479222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/3536546852543479222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/03/estar-com-alguem-errado-e-lembrar-em.html' title='Estar com alguém errado é lembrar em dobro a falta que faz alguém certo.'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-6911504777916151926</id><published>2011-03-06T19:10:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T19:10:03.591-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;As pessoas mudam. E muitas vezes se tornam as pessoas que elas disseram que nunca seriam..&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/8080567816864218192-6911504777916151926?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/6911504777916151926/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=6911504777916151926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/6911504777916151926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/6911504777916151926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/03/as-pessoas-mudam.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-857153740309953276</id><published>2011-03-06T19:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T19:07:33.214-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O impossível é so quetão de opnião, basta voce querer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&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/8080567816864218192-857153740309953276?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/857153740309953276/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=857153740309953276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/857153740309953276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/857153740309953276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-impossivel-e-so-quetao-de-opniao.html' title='O impossível é so quetão de opnião, basta voce querer.'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-6482329047126019777</id><published>2011-03-06T19:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T19:06:05.773-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Pode ser injusto, mas o que acontece em poucos dias, às vezes até uma única vez, pode alterar o rumo da sua vida inteira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8080567816864218192-6482329047126019777?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/6482329047126019777/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=6482329047126019777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/6482329047126019777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/6482329047126019777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/03/pode-ser-injusto-mas-o-que-acontece-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-2203309681868165295</id><published>2011-02-21T23:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T23:20:41.872-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;E você nunca mais vai ouvir falar de mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-2203309681868165295?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/2203309681868165295/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=2203309681868165295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2203309681868165295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2203309681868165295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/02/e-voce-nunca-mais-vai-ouvir-falar-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-295304360883412105</id><published>2011-02-20T10:14:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T10:14:09.898-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Confiança&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Fina taça de cristal,&lt;br /&gt;uma vez quebrada,&lt;br /&gt;sempre&lt;br /&gt;que&lt;br /&gt;br&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;d&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;ficará.&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/8080567816864218192-295304360883412105?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/295304360883412105/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=295304360883412105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/295304360883412105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/295304360883412105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/02/confianca-fina-taca-de-cristal-uma-vez.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-824595587459433153</id><published>2011-02-20T10:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T10:12:53.836-03:00</updated><title type='text'>aceite-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Vi&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;da, aceite-me da maneira que venho...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Eu cheguei até você assim, desse jeitinho&lt;br /&gt;que sou; cheguei como um presente e como&lt;br /&gt;um brilho de luz na escuridão...&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não trago manchas...&lt;br /&gt;Sou uma pessoa comum, entre tantas outras...&lt;br /&gt;Tenho a sensibilidade do amor e tenho&lt;br /&gt;também todas as dificuldades de um ser humano...&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho a pretensão de ser perfeita e nem&lt;br /&gt;tampouco a prepotência de querer estar além do que posso...&lt;br /&gt;Tenho, contudo, a humildade de conhecer meus&lt;br /&gt;limites, e de saber onde posso chegar!&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou alguém que vive que sonha...&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que busca caminhos de realizações, e de felicidade...&lt;br /&gt;Sou alguém, que sofre que luta que chora...&lt;br /&gt;Mas também sou alegria e sorrisos...&lt;br /&gt;É assim que sou, e como todo meu semelhante, sou único, sou indivisível...&lt;br /&gt;...e se você me procurar dentro de mim, me descobrirá escondidinha na emoção... E se olhar bem devagarzinho, bem direitinho... Verá que sou toda coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Maria Celia da Rocha&lt;/span&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/8080567816864218192-824595587459433153?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/824595587459433153/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=824595587459433153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/824595587459433153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/824595587459433153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/02/aceite-me.html' title='aceite-me'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-7257178680036469317</id><published>2011-02-20T10:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T10:08:38.736-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;M&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;elhor viver uma vida de luta e batalhas do que viver uma vida de mentiras e falsidade.&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/8080567816864218192-7257178680036469317?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/7257178680036469317/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=7257178680036469317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7257178680036469317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7257178680036469317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/02/m-elhor-viver-uma-vida-de-luta-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-7935900134492784296</id><published>2011-02-20T10:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T10:07:46.710-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Comprometimento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Vá em direção a si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Torne-se verdadeiramente quem você é.&lt;br /&gt;Eu não posso pensar, sentir, querer e agir por você.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu estou com você.&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/8080567816864218192-7935900134492784296?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/7935900134492784296/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=7935900134492784296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7935900134492784296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7935900134492784296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/02/comprometimento.html' title='Comprometimento'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-2023954521280086695</id><published>2011-02-20T10:04:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T10:04:19.906-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Caminhar é preciso, mesmo que seja sobre brasas...&lt;/b&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/8080567816864218192-2023954521280086695?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/2023954521280086695/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=2023954521280086695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2023954521280086695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2023954521280086695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/02/caminhar-e-preciso-mesmo-que-seja-sobre.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-6529945992610018395</id><published>2011-02-20T10:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T10:02:45.482-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lXroCAjY5nI/TWEQ2pIj2rI/AAAAAAAAAoM/g5QdAkxJ84U/s1600/Vector_autumn_illustration_ViewIllustrator_1025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lXroCAjY5nI/TWEQ2pIj2rI/AAAAAAAAAoM/g5QdAkxJ84U/s640/Vector_autumn_illustration_ViewIllustrator_1025.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;vida é curta, quebre regras, perdoe rapidamente, beije demoradamente, ame verdadeiramente, ria incontrolavelmente, e nunca deixe de sorrir, por mais estranho que seja o motivo.A vida não pode ser a festa que esperávamos, mas enquanto estamos aqui, devemos dançar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="aut" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 35px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://pensador.uol.com.br/autor/Ana_Maria_Schall/" style="color: blue; font-size: 1em; padding-left: 5px;"&gt;Ana Maria Schall&lt;/a&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/8080567816864218192-6529945992610018395?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/6529945992610018395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=6529945992610018395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/6529945992610018395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/6529945992610018395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/02/e-curta-quebre-regras-perdoe.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lXroCAjY5nI/TWEQ2pIj2rI/AAAAAAAAAoM/g5QdAkxJ84U/s72-c/Vector_autumn_illustration_ViewIllustrator_1025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-4771096743467973148</id><published>2011-02-20T10:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T10:00:46.965-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="fr0" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: url(http://pnsdr.com/img/comllas.gif); background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; color: black; display: block; font-weight: normal; font: normal normal normal 1em/normal Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Quando gostamos de certas pessoas, muitas delas ficam melhores depois que nos conhecem... Outras ficam ainda piores...Por isso nunca devemos criticar alguém por suas atitudes... Pois de repente elas agiram de tal modo, por que nós permitimos. Às vezes nos sentimos mal por que elas reeditam parte de nossa história. Muitas vezes elas vivem momentos que jamais queríamos pra nossa vida, esquecendo que cada um tem que viver tudo aquilo e que não somos nós quem devemos julgar tais atitudes... Senão sua própria consciência. Crescer como pessoa é ultrapassar estes obstáculos... e entender melhor a simplicidade de viver e o que é preciso fazer para ser feliz... Pense nisso!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="aut" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 35px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://pensador.uol.com.br/autor/Maria_de_Fatima_Martins/" style="color: blue; font-size: 1em; padding-left: 5px;"&gt;Maria de Fátima Martins&lt;/a&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/8080567816864218192-4771096743467973148?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/4771096743467973148/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=4771096743467973148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4771096743467973148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4771096743467973148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/02/quando-gostamos-de-certas-pessoas.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-8726275663024407380</id><published>2011-02-20T09:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T09:52:35.175-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Não quero ser a introdução ou a conclusão do livro de sua vida,&lt;br /&gt;ficaria feliz em ser apenas um capítulo inesquecivel e perfeito do&lt;br /&gt;qual você leu e jamais esqueceu...&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/8080567816864218192-8726275663024407380?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/8726275663024407380/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=8726275663024407380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8726275663024407380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8726275663024407380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/02/nao-quero-ser-introducao-ou-conclusao.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-7901273026706037029</id><published>2011-02-17T10:58:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T10:58:39.544-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;E&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;chega um determinado tempo que você cansa de esperar por um gesto legal de uma pessoa, então é aí que você resolve ser mais feliz e cuidar mais da sua vida, sem se preocupar com o amanha, buscando sempre dar o melhor de si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Eu demorei, mas aprendi..&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu aprendi que não preciso de niguém pra eu ser feliz, aprendi que palavras são só palavras e que as pessosas hoje em dia dizem um EU TE AMO como se fosse um BOM DIA, pra que isso?&lt;br /&gt;Pra que tanta ilusão?&lt;br /&gt;Por que as pessoas já não são tão sinceras como antes?&lt;br /&gt;ou será que nunca foram?&lt;br /&gt;E é nesse ponto e por esse ponto que eu digo:&lt;br /&gt;Palavras são só palavras, só começam a valer quando comprovadas.&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade eu não preciso de muita coisa, eu quero mais que palavras, eu quero atitudes sinceras, além de amar, que entenda.&lt;br /&gt;Se não for pra me fazer emoções verdadeiras, por favor não tire meus pés do chão com a única intenção de momentos, de coisas passageiras.&lt;br /&gt;Verdade sempre!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Fernanda Braga&lt;/span&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/8080567816864218192-7901273026706037029?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/7901273026706037029/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=7901273026706037029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7901273026706037029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7901273026706037029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/02/e-chega-um-determinado-tempo-que-voce.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-9014331284782888445</id><published>2011-02-17T10:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T10:56:11.669-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinceridade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rtw3Sqq_thk/TV0arnjkBOI/AAAAAAAAAoI/2uEpdOl3PhU/s1600/Vector_winter_illustration_ViewIllustrator_1016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rtw3Sqq_thk/TV0arnjkBOI/AAAAAAAAAoI/2uEpdOl3PhU/s320/Vector_winter_illustration_ViewIllustrator_1016.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Eu te amo porquê não paro de pensar em você!&lt;br /&gt;Porquê brigo com você e fico triste!&lt;br /&gt;Porquê imagino nos 2 juntos de madrugada!&lt;br /&gt;Porquê sinto sua falta!&lt;br /&gt;Porquê sinto saudade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porquê passamos momentos inesquecíveis!&lt;br /&gt;Porquê temos diferenças, no começo inaceitáveis,&lt;br /&gt;mais no fim compreendemos um ao outro!&lt;br /&gt;Porquê fizemos da distância nossa aliada!&lt;br /&gt;E do tempo nosso amigo!&lt;br /&gt;Porquê nosso coração bate mais forte quando&lt;br /&gt;nos encontramos!&lt;br /&gt;E nosso corpo fica em alta sintonia,&lt;br /&gt;que nem querendo se acha uma explicação!&lt;br /&gt;É como se o doce mais apreciado se rendesse&lt;br /&gt;ao sabor do nosso amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você me ama porquê não para de pensar em mim!&lt;br /&gt;Porquê briga comigo e fica triste!&lt;br /&gt;Porquê imagina nos 2 juntos de madrugada!&lt;br /&gt;Porquê sente minha falta!&lt;br /&gt;Porquê sente saudade!&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/8080567816864218192-9014331284782888445?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/9014331284782888445/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=9014331284782888445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/9014331284782888445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/9014331284782888445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/02/sinceridade.html' title='Sinceridade'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rtw3Sqq_thk/TV0arnjkBOI/AAAAAAAAAoI/2uEpdOl3PhU/s72-c/Vector_winter_illustration_ViewIllustrator_1016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-4760902255180043036</id><published>2011-02-17T10:51:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T10:51:38.252-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="fr0" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: url(http://pnsdr.com/img/comllas.gif); background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; color: black; display: block; font-weight: normal; font: normal normal normal 1em/normal Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"As lagrimas não são simples gotas de água, vêm da alma, da dor que sente tua alma e seu coração quando teu amor se cansa de lutar, quando tua alma chora interiormente e há um mar imenso que sai pelo seu reflexo, pelos olhos que são o espelho da alma. É difícil agüentar tanta dor, tanta mentira, tanta decepção, tantos sonhos quebrados, tantas ilusões pisoteadas, aquele amor frustrado, carícias perdidas, tanta injustiça, e tantas feridas que doem como uma espada atravessando o coração. E dói tanto interiormente. Mas por fora... Você deve ter um sorriso materializando a falsa alegria porque poucas coisas te fazem sorrir quando tua alma esta esgotada, mas há uma luz que nunca se apaga porque segue viva a esperança!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="aut" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 35px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://pensador.uol.com.br/autor/Dulce_Maria_(RBD)/" style="color: blue; font-size: 1em; padding-left: 5px;"&gt;Dulce Maria (RBD)&lt;/a&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/8080567816864218192-4760902255180043036?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/4760902255180043036/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=4760902255180043036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4760902255180043036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4760902255180043036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/02/as-lagrimas-nao-sao-simples-gotas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-625375026714199820</id><published>2011-02-17T10:49:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T10:49:04.061-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 19px;"&gt;A saudade eu mato; a lembrança eu guardo; a tristeza eu supero; A alegria eu conservo; Já as pessoas iguais a você eu nunca esqueço.&lt;/span&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/8080567816864218192-625375026714199820?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/625375026714199820/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=625375026714199820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/625375026714199820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/625375026714199820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/02/saudade-eu-mato-lembranca-eu-guardo.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-5096519879487785818</id><published>2011-02-17T10:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T10:42:02.826-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="fr0" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: url(http://pnsdr.com/img/comllas.gif); background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; color: black; display: block; font-weight: normal; font: normal normal normal 1em/normal Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;“As vezes, nossos sonhos caem no chão&lt;br /&gt;Como pedacinhos de estrelas que pouco a pouco se apagam&lt;br /&gt;Nosso coração, chora em silêncio,&lt;br /&gt;E quando as lágrimas caem, gelam todo o corpo&lt;br /&gt;E o coração de tanto amar se converte em gelo&lt;br /&gt;Para não sofrer mais, para já não chorar,&lt;br /&gt;Mas se voltar ao céu,&lt;br /&gt;Se darás conta que tem milhões de estrelas&lt;br /&gt;E cada uma é um sonho por cumprir,&lt;br /&gt;E a força em seu interior,&lt;br /&gt;Derreterá o gelo em seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Só nunca deixe de acreditar,&lt;br /&gt;Porque o amor&lt;br /&gt;E teus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;São a única porta Para a eternidade.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="aut" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 35px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://pensador.uol.com.br/autor/Dulce_Maria_(RBD)/" style="color: blue; font-size: 1em; padding-left: 5px;"&gt;Dulce Maria (RBD)&lt;/a&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/8080567816864218192-5096519879487785818?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/5096519879487785818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=5096519879487785818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/5096519879487785818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/5096519879487785818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/02/as-vezes-nossos-sonhos-caem-no-chao.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-1306215054219879201</id><published>2011-02-16T12:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T12:29:07.354-02:00</updated><title type='text'>...be still</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-style: italic; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-transform: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Longe, distante de tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eu e você com ninguém mais por perto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Um novo começo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;É tudo que precisamos, é tudo que precisamos para remendar esses corações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;De volta ao início&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fique parado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Deixe ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Antes de perdermos as esperanças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Quando nós ainda nos tocávamos e amar não era tão difícil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fique parado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eu já sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tolo com o sorriso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Você não precisa ser corajoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Todas as vezes nós caímos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mas estamos perdendo a inocência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Escalarei seus muros com prazer se você me encontrar no meio do caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Devagar, diminua a velocidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Por que corremos? Estamos perdendo tanta coisa,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Só deite nos meus braços um pouco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fique parado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nós deveríamos ter sabido&lt;/span&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/8080567816864218192-1306215054219879201?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/1306215054219879201/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=1306215054219879201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/1306215054219879201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/1306215054219879201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2011/02/be-still.html' title='...be still'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-6910745668271513495</id><published>2011-02-16T12:25:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T12:25:05.533-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Viciada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;É como se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt; fosse uma droga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;É como se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt; fosse um demônio que eu não consigo encarar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;É como se eu estivesse presa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;É como se eu estivesse fugindo de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt; todo o tempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; E eu sei que deixo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt; ter todo o poder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; É como se a única companhia que eu procuro fosse miséria por&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; todos os cantos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;É como se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt; fosse um sanguessuga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;Sugando a minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;É como se eu não pudesse respirar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;Sem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt; dentro de mim&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; E&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;eu sei que deixo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt; ter todo o poder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; E eu percebi que mesmo que o tempo passe, eu nunca vou te&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; esquecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;É como se não pudesse respirar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;É como se eu não pudesse ver nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;Nada além de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;Eu estou viciada em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;É como se eu não conseguisse pensar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;Sem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt; me interromper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;Nos meus pensamentos, nos meus sonhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt; tomou conta de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É como se eu não fosse mais eu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É como se eu não fosse mais eu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;É como se eu estivesse perdida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; É como se e estivesse desistindo devagar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; É como se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt; fosse um fantasma me assombrando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Deixe-me em paz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; E eu sei que essas vozes na minha cabeça são só minhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; E eu sei que eu nunca vou mudar o meu jeito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Se eu não desistir de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt; agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;É como se não pudesse respirar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;É como se eu não pudesse ver nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;Nada além de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;Eu estou viciada em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;É como se eu não conseguisse pensar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;Sem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt; me interromper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;Nos meus pensamentos, nos meus sonhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt; tomou conta de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É como se eu não fosse mais eu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É como se eu não fosse mais eu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;Eu estou presa em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Eu preciso de um chacoalhão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Eu não aguento isso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Só mais uma dose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Eu prometo que eu posso lidar com isso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Eu vou aguentar, acabe com isso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Só &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; mais &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; uma &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;vez , &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;depois , &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; é &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; isso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Só um pouco mais para eu superar isso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;É&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;como se não pudesse respirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;É como se eu não pudesse ver nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;Nada além de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;Eu estou viciada em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;É como se eu não conseguisse pensar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;Sem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;me interromper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;Nos meus pensamentos, nos meus sonhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt; tomou conta de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É como se eu não fosse mais eu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É como se eu não fosse mais eu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-6910745668271513495?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/6910745668271513495/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=6910745668271513495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/6910745668271513495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_WfsJWpN0oQ/TVvaaGlvlbI/AAAAAAAAAoE/8qOrIkPhUAo/s1600/postar+blog.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="125" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_WfsJWpN0oQ/TVvaaGlvlbI/AAAAAAAAAoE/8qOrIkPhUAo/s200/postar+blog.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;Onde está você?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;Eu preciso de você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;Não me deixe aqui sozinha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;Fale comigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;It´s like you´re a drug&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;It´s like you´re a demon I can´t face down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;It´s like I´m stuck&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;It´s like I´m running from you all the time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-3408472921544139061?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/3408472921544139061/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=3408472921544139061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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consigo respirar, não consigo dormir&lt;br /&gt;Eu mal suporto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui estou, novamente&lt;br /&gt;Estou em pedaços, não posso negar, nem fingir&lt;br /&gt;Eu pensei que você fosse o cara&lt;br /&gt;Quebrada, por dentro&lt;br /&gt;mas você não verá as lágrimas que eu choro&lt;br /&gt;Por detrás destes olhos castanhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te disse tudo, me abri para você e deixei você entrar&lt;br /&gt;Você me fez sentir bem, ao menos uma vez na vida&lt;br /&gt;Agora tudo que me resta, é o que eu finjo ser&lt;br /&gt;Tão junta, mas tão quebrada por dentro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu não consigo respirar, e eu não consigo dormir&lt;br /&gt;Eu mal suporto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui estou, novamente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Clarkson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-2014012034008152348?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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não?&lt;br /&gt;Toda vez que eu sentir sua memória quebrando meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Vou fingir que estou bem com isto tudo&lt;br /&gt;Fingir que não há nada errado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou falando em circulos&lt;br /&gt;Estou mentindo, eles sabem que sim&lt;br /&gt;Por que tudo isto não simplesmente passa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É isso que se sente quando realmente choramos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Clarkson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-5210691589335852228?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/5210691589335852228/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=5210691589335852228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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ai&lt;br /&gt;Você tem que estar em algum lugar&lt;br /&gt;Aonde quer que você esteja&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou esperando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque há essas noites em que&lt;br /&gt;Eu canto para eu mesma dormir&lt;br /&gt;E estou esperando que meus sonhos te tragam perto de mim&lt;br /&gt;Você está ouvindo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ouça, eu estou chorando&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou pronta agora&lt;br /&gt;Vire meu mundo de cabeça para baixo, me encontre&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou perdida na multidão, está ficando alto&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso que você veja&lt;br /&gt;Estou gritando para você, por favor&lt;br /&gt;Me ouça&lt;br /&gt;Você pode me ouvir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu costumava ter medo de deixar alguém se aproximar&lt;br /&gt;Mas fica tão solitário ficar na minha&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém com quem falar&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém para me abraçar&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sou sempre forte&lt;br /&gt;Oh, eu preciso de você aqui&lt;br /&gt;Você está escutando?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Clarkson&lt;div 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Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-1617154137950659064</id><published>2010-12-21T11:14:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T11:22:36.947-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha Vida Seria Uma Droga Sem Você</title><content type='html'>Acho que isso quer dizer que você está arrependido&lt;br /&gt;Você está parado em minha porta&lt;br /&gt;Acho que isso quer dizer que você volta atrás&lt;br /&gt;No que você disse antes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como o quanto você queria&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém exceto eu&lt;br /&gt;Disse que você nunca voltaria&lt;br /&gt;Mas aqui está você novamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque nós pertencemos um ao outro agora, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Para sempre unidos aqui de alguma forma, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Você tem um pedaço de mim, e honestamente&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida seria uma droga sem você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez eu fui estúpida&lt;br /&gt;Para dizer adeus&lt;br /&gt;Talvez eu estava errada&lt;br /&gt;Para tentar começar uma briga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que tenho problemas&lt;br /&gt;Mas você está muito confuso, muito&lt;br /&gt;De qualquer forma, eu descobri&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sou nada sem você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estar com você é tão disfuncional&lt;br /&gt;Eu realmente não deveria sentir sua falta&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu não posso deixar você ir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Clarkson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-1617154137950659064?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Sem nos sentirmos perdidos&lt;br /&gt;Sem todas as desculpas&lt;br /&gt;Quando for só porque você me ama, você me permite, você precisa de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então talvez, talvez&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que você tem que fazer é me abraçar&lt;br /&gt;E você vai saber e você vai ver o quão doce pode ser&lt;br /&gt;Se você confiar em mim, me ame, permita-me&lt;br /&gt;Talvez, talvez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou confusa demais&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou norte e sul&lt;br /&gt;E eu provavelmente nunca entenderei tudo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que eu sei é que não fui destinada a andar nesse mundo sem você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E prometo que vou tentar&lt;br /&gt;Yeah eu vou tentar te dar cada pedacinho de mim&lt;br /&gt;Cada detalhezinho que você perdeu com seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Então talvez&lt;br /&gt;Talvez, yeah talvez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia&lt;br /&gt;Nos reencontraremos e você precisará de mim, você me verá completamente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada pedacinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah talvez você me amará, você me amará&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero ser dura&lt;br /&gt;E eu não quero ser orgulhosa&lt;br /&gt;Não preciso ser consertada e certamente não preciso ser achada&lt;br /&gt;Não estou perdida&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso ser amada&lt;br /&gt;Eu só preciso ser amada&lt;br /&gt;Eu só quero ser amada por você e eu não vou parar porque acredito&lt;br /&gt;Que talvez, yeah talvez&lt;br /&gt;Talvez, yeah talvez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu deveria saber melhor do que tocar no fogo duas vezes&lt;br /&gt;Mas estou pensando talvez, yeah talvez você devesse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez, meu amor, talvez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelly Clarkson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-8946344795629221249?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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bem&lt;br /&gt;Que vai ficar tudo bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não pretendia&lt;br /&gt;Não pretendia&lt;br /&gt;Te deixar abandonada&lt;br /&gt;Fugi porque eu&lt;br /&gt;Não queria encarar a verdade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcançando&lt;br /&gt;Alcance para mim&lt;br /&gt;Mãos vazias&lt;br /&gt;Você não sabe se eu me importo&lt;br /&gt;Você está tentando encontrar a prova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há tempos eu imaginei&lt;br /&gt;Eu poderia ter facilitado sua dor?&lt;br /&gt;Por que virei as costas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria poder salvar você&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria poder dizer a você&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não vou a nenhum lado&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria poder dizer a você Que vai ficar tudo bem&lt;br /&gt;Que vai ficar tudo bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelly Clarkson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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nunca vai acabar realmente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu não sei&lt;br /&gt;Eu poderia fracassar, mas talvez&lt;br /&gt;No final da estrada eu possa vislumbrar uma parte de mim&lt;br /&gt;Então não me apressarei, eu quero fazer direito&lt;br /&gt;Sem comparação, pensar duas vezes, não, não desta vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Três meses e eu continuo respirando&lt;br /&gt;Tem sido uma longa estrada sem aquelas mãos nas quais eu deixei minhas lágrimas, mas eu sei&lt;br /&gt;Isso nunca vai acabar realmente, não&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acorde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Três meses e eu continuo aqui&lt;br /&gt;Três meses e eu estou melhorando&lt;br /&gt;Três meses e eu continuo sendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Três meses e isso está ainda mais difícil agora&lt;br /&gt;Três meses e eu estive vivendo aqui sem você agora&lt;br /&gt;Três meses yeah, três meses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Três meses e eu continuo respirando&lt;br /&gt;Três meses e eu ainda lembro disso&lt;br /&gt;Três meses e eu acordo&lt;br 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São também pessoas elegante e requintadas, apreciando as boas coisas da vida. Elas irradiam simpatia e o homem de Cabra é um verdadeiro gentleman, o cavalheiro educado e gentil que salva a donzela dos perigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adora viajar e conhecer lugares novos, assim como gosta de fugir do lugar comum e fazer as coisas de maneira diferente, procurando um meio de se libertar das convenções que a sociedade lhe impõe. Imaginativo, usa suas ideias para dar um colorido especial à vida daqueles que o cercam. Ele adora o belo e as artes, apreciando desde a beleza simples de um pôr-do-sol até a riqueza de uma jóia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É sonhador e esse seu lado entra em conflito com horários, regras e compromissos. Ele quer buscar seu sonho sem ter obstáculos como problemas do dia-a-dia para lhe aborrecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Cabra é muito emotiva e precisa de atenção constante. Se isso não acontece, magoa-se facilmente e se retrai. É um pouco difícil para ela achar um companheiro que a entenda e aceite seu maneira não convencional de viver. Quem procura um relacionamento estável e previsível, deve fugir dessas pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A infidelidade é, geralmente, uma característica desse signo, que está sempre buscando novas e mais fortes emoções. Ele não gosta de se sentir dominado e preso, por isso, se você está apaixonado por um deles, o melhor a fazer é dar-lhe liberdade e aprender a viver com sua indecisão.&lt;br /&gt;Maior afinidade com: Macaco, Cão e Porco&lt;br /&gt;Menor afinidade com: Búfalo, Cabra e Galo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trabalho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Cabra não se dá bem em empregos com horário fixo, cobranças e patrões. Elas tem um poder incrível de resolver problemas, mas não gosta de ser o chefe. As melhores áreas em que pode se desenvolver são as artes, design, fotografia, qualquer coisa que trabalhe seu lado criativo e não o obrigue a ter uma hora para entrar no escritório. Com sua falta de pontualidade, isso certamente seria um problema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As melhores carreiras para a Cabra são: editor, terapeuta, decorador e historiador.&lt;br /&gt;Maior afinidade com: Rato, Lebre e Porco&lt;br /&gt;Menor afinidade com: Tigre, Dragão e Galo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amizade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As amizades da Cabra são, na maioria das vezes, pessoas activas e criativas como ela, com uma certa excentricidade que ela possa também compartilhar. São óptimos amigos, muito sociáveis, e odeia magoar as pessoas, ainda mais se não o fizerem de propósito. Elas têm uma mania irritante de se atrasar em seus compromissos, isso quando nem aparecem e deixam seus amigos esperando por horas.&lt;br /&gt;Maior afinidade com: Lebre, Serpente e Cavalo&lt;br /&gt;Menor afinidade com: Rato, Búfalo e Dragão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carácter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virtudes: Gentis, generosos, emotivos e tímidos&lt;br /&gt;Defeitos: São demasiado tímidos, pessimistas, inseguros e indecisos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Compatibilidades&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melhor: Coelho, Porco e Cavalo&lt;br /&gt;Assim, assim: Tigre, Dragão, Serpente, Cabra e Galo&lt;br /&gt;Pior: Rato, Búfalo e Cão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Características&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cor: Amarelo&lt;br /&gt;Elemento: Terra&lt;br /&gt;Desporto: Natação, dança&lt;br /&gt;Estação: Verão&lt;br /&gt;Lazer: Cinema, festas&lt;br /&gt;Mês: Julho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabras Famosas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelângelo&lt;br /&gt;Mick Jagger&lt;br /&gt;Robert de Niro&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/8080567816864218192-3870770541294451989?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/3870770541294451989/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=3870770541294451989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/3870770541294451989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/3870770541294451989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/libra-setembro-cabra-1991.html' title='Libra setembro, Cabra 1991'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-4029882066814998298</id><published>2010-11-28T10:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T10:56:12.865-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oi Oi ainda sou eu ! haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TPJRSVuFwUI/AAAAAAAAAnI/TVXdheTlNJs/s1600/DSC03801.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TPJRSVuFwUI/AAAAAAAAAnI/TVXdheTlNJs/s200/DSC03801.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vai chegando final de ano, me dá uma coisa pra postar, sabe ?&lt;br /&gt;Espero que estejam gostando..&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu ainda vou falar algumas coisas sobre oq tem acontecido, eu ainda não mudei o lema do meu blog..Ainda é sobre mim e não sobre oq os outros escrevem q pensam q vai preencher o vazio que existe dentro de todo mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Pura ilusão, né ? A gente acha q preenche mesmo shaushasah&lt;br /&gt;Vai ter sempre um vazio que nunca será preenchido totalmente. (ainda bem)&lt;br /&gt;Pode Fofocar à vontade ! (:&lt;br /&gt;E não, isso aqui não é meu diário virtual, isso aqui é oq limita vc de saber pela boca dos outros.&lt;br /&gt;No meu diário eu escrevo coisas que eu nunca diria à ninguém, exceto minha irmã e meu namorado !&lt;br /&gt;Aqui vai até onde vc tem que saber e o que interessa à você, se [e que minha vida interessa à alguém.&lt;br /&gt;Né ?&lt;br /&gt;Calor tão bom oq tem feito ! *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode fofocar aqui tbm: www.fotolog.com/my_last_brath&lt;br /&gt;sei que é "breathe", mas já existia um assim !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou&amp;nbsp;doidamente louca&amp;nbsp;pra aprender a fazer croche !!! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-4029882066814998298?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/4029882066814998298/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=4029882066814998298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4029882066814998298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4029882066814998298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/oi-oi-ainda-sou-eu-haha.html' title='Oi Oi ainda sou eu ! haha'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TPJRSVuFwUI/AAAAAAAAAnI/TVXdheTlNJs/s72-c/DSC03801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-272083205153003385</id><published>2010-11-28T10:53:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T10:53:35.440-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Renda-se, como eu me rendi. Mergulhe no que você não conhece como eu mergulhei. Não se preocupe em entender, viver ultrapassa qualquer entendimento".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-272083205153003385?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/272083205153003385/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=272083205153003385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/272083205153003385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/272083205153003385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/renda-se-como-eu-me-rendi.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-8574884467630158396</id><published>2010-11-28T10:53:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T10:53:17.907-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Porque eu fazia do amor um cálculo matemático errado: pensava que, somando as compreensões, eu amava. Não sabia que, somando as incompreensões é que se ama verdadeiramente. Porque eu, só por ter tido carinho, pensei que amar é fácil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-8574884467630158396?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/8574884467630158396/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=8574884467630158396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8574884467630158396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8574884467630158396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/porque-eu-fazia-do-amor-um-calculo.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-2219294244633030187</id><published>2010-11-28T10:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T10:52:54.680-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mas lembrar-se com saudade é como se despedir de novo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TPJQguxpduI/AAAAAAAAAnE/xwutkIGa1ic/s1600/1280801200932_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TPJQguxpduI/AAAAAAAAAnE/xwutkIGa1ic/s320/1280801200932_f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Por enquanto estou inventando a tua presença...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-2219294244633030187?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/2219294244633030187/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=2219294244633030187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2219294244633030187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2219294244633030187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/mas-lembrar-se-com-saudade-e-como-se.html' title='Mas lembrar-se com saudade é como se despedir de novo.'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TPJQguxpduI/AAAAAAAAAnE/xwutkIGa1ic/s72-c/1280801200932_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-4305773712498532936</id><published>2010-11-28T10:51:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T10:51:38.996-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TPJQLnxrFnI/AAAAAAAAAnA/tyRAZp15fz8/s1600/1282592019466_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TPJQLnxrFnI/AAAAAAAAAnA/tyRAZp15fz8/s320/1282592019466_f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Eu escrevo sem esperança de que o que eu escrevo altere qualquer coisa. Não altera em nada... Porque no fundo a gente não está querendo alterar as coisas. A gente está querendo desabrochar de um modo ou de outro...&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/8080567816864218192-4305773712498532936?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/4305773712498532936/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=4305773712498532936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4305773712498532936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4305773712498532936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-2446644495857730935?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/2446644495857730935/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=2446644495857730935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2446644495857730935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2446644495857730935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/cuide-se-como-se-voce-fosse-de-ouro.html' title='Cuide-se como se você fosse de ouro, ponha-se você mesmo de vez em quando numa redoma e poupe-se'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-7608562837934531382</id><published>2010-11-28T10:49:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T10:49:08.610-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Ano que vem talvez não fale com as mesmas pessoas, não confie nos mesmos amigos, não vá mais aos mesmos lugares que vai hoje, talvez esteja namorando ou continue solteira(o), talvez mude de casa, talvez pense em um outro alguém, todo ano é cheio de mudanças boas e ruins, todo ano você conhece novas pessoas enquanto outras saem de sua vida, todo ano você ganha uma mania diferente, resumindo todo ano você muda independente de querer ou não, você cresce, amadurece, tem outros planos e idéias, continua tendo uma personalidade única, muda por fora também, tudo muda com o tempo, a vida é cheia de mudanças e querendo ou não temos que aceitá-las, e elas nem sempre vão agradar á todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-7608562837934531382?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/7608562837934531382/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=7608562837934531382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7608562837934531382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7608562837934531382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/ano-que-vem-talvez-nao-fale-com-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-4983425293941701748</id><published>2010-11-28T10:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T10:48:14.460-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Se eu me cansar da vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TPJPVox2KtI/AAAAAAAAAm8/7_o5xwNpu2s/s1600/dedos4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TPJPVox2KtI/AAAAAAAAAm8/7_o5xwNpu2s/s1600/dedos4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senhor, Se um dia eu estiver "cheio da vida", com vontade de sumir, de morrer, insatisfeito comigo e com o mundo em torno de mim; Pergunta-me, se eu quero trocar a luz pelas trevas; Pergunta-me, se eu quero trocar a mesa posta, pelos restos que tantos vem buscar no lixo;&lt;br /&gt;Pergunta-me, se eu quero trocar meus pés por uma cadeira de rodas; Pergunta-me, se eu quero trocar minha voz, pelos gestos; Pergunta-me se eu quero trocar o mundo dos sons pelo silêncio dos que nada ouvem;&lt;br /&gt;Pergunta-me, se eu quero trocar o jornal que leio e depois jogo no lixo, pela miséria dos que vão buscá-lo para fazer dele seu cobertor;&lt;br /&gt;Pergunta-me, se eu quero trocar minha saúde, pelas enfermidades de tanta gente; Pergunta-me, até quando não reconhecerei as tuas bênçãos,&lt;br /&gt;a fim de fazer de minha vida um hino de louvor e gratidão e dizer, todos os dias, do fundo do meu coração:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Obrigado Senhor por mais um dia!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-4983425293941701748?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/4983425293941701748/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=4983425293941701748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-7021949353744457558</id><published>2010-11-28T10:46:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T10:46:44.225-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TPJPFFmbqFI/AAAAAAAAAm4/ngIjFj1BAT8/s1600/1286234049769_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TPJPFFmbqFI/AAAAAAAAAm4/ngIjFj1BAT8/s320/1286234049769_f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um belo dia de sol, Sr. Mário, um velho caminhoneiro, chega em casa todo orgulhoso e chama sua esposa para ver o lindo caminhão que comprara depois de longos e árduos 20 anos de trabalho. Era o primeiro que conseguira comprar depois de tantos anos de sufoco e estrada.&lt;br /&gt;A partir daquele dia, finalmente, seria seu próprio patrão.&lt;br /&gt;Ao chegar à porta de sua casa, encontra seu filhinho de 6 anos martelando, alegremente, a lataria do reluzente caminhão.&lt;br /&gt;Irado e aos berros pergunta o que o filho estava fazendo: e sem hesitar, completamente fora de si martela, impiedosamente, as mãos da criança que se põe a chorar, desesperadamente, sem entender o que estava acontecendo.&lt;br /&gt;A mulher do caminhoneiro corre em socorro, mas pouco pode fazer. Chorando junto ao filho, consegue trazer o marido a realidade e juntos levam o garoto ao hospital para cuidar dos ferimentos provocados.&lt;br /&gt;Passadas várias horas de cirurgia o médico, desconsolado e bastante abatido, chama os pais e informa que as dilacerações foram de tão grande extensão, que todos os dedos da criança tiveram que ser amputados.&lt;br /&gt;Porém, o menino era forte e resistira bem ao ato cirúrgico devendo, os pais, aguardá-lo no quarto. Ao acordar, o menino ainda sonolento esboçou um sorriso e disse ao pai. Papai, me desculpe... Eu só queria consertar seu caminhão, como você ensinou-me outro dia. Não fique bravo comigo!&lt;br /&gt;O pai, enternecido e profundamente arrependido, deu um forte abraço no filho e disse: que aquilo não tinha mais importância. Não estava bravo e sim arrependido de ter sido tão duro com ele, e que a lataria do caminhão não tinha estragado.&lt;br /&gt;Então o garoto com os olhos radiantes perguntou! Quer dizer que não está mais bravo comigo? É claro que não! respondeu o pai, ao que o menino pergunta! Se estou perdoado papai, quando meus dedinhos vão nascer de novo?&lt;br /&gt;Nos momentos de raiva cega, machucamos as pessoas que mais amamos, e muitas vezes não podemos "sarar" as feridas que deixamos.&lt;br /&gt;Nos momentos de raiva, tente parar e pensar em suas atitudes, a fim de evitar que os danos sejam inversíveis. Não há nada pior que o arrependimento e a culpa tardia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pense nisso!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-7021949353744457558?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/7021949353744457558/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=7021949353744457558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7021949353744457558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7021949353744457558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/um-belo-dia-de-sol-sr.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TPJPFFmbqFI/AAAAAAAAAm4/ngIjFj1BAT8/s72-c/1286234049769_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-5117769369603851186</id><published>2010-11-27T02:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T02:54:59.288-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Se quer saber</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TPCO4xMMgEI/AAAAAAAAAms/eKns3SfUEEQ/s1600/1287854621422_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TPCO4xMMgEI/AAAAAAAAAms/eKns3SfUEEQ/s1600/1287854621422_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;... nunca é tarde de mais para ser quem você quiser ser, não há limite de tempo, comece quando você quiser. Você pode mudar, ou ficar como está, não há regras para esse tipo de coisa. Podemos encarar a vida de forma positiva, ou negativa, espero que encare de forma positiva, espero que veja coisas que surpreendam você, espero que sinta coisas que nunca sentiu antes, espero que tenha uma vida da qual você se orgulhe, e se você descobrir que não tem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;...espero que tenha forças para consseguir começar novamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-5117769369603851186?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/5117769369603851186/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=5117769369603851186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/5117769369603851186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/5117769369603851186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/se-quer-saber.html' title='Se quer saber'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TPCO4xMMgEI/AAAAAAAAAms/eKns3SfUEEQ/s72-c/1287854621422_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-5759033978376400575</id><published>2010-11-26T13:53:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T03:12:30.227-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tied My Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TO_Xlkc5OFI/AAAAAAAAAmo/rTi8HBfm2pc/s1600/shaun+morgan+197+x+178.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TO_Xlkc5OFI/AAAAAAAAAmo/rTi8HBfm2pc/s1600/shaun+morgan+197+x+178.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Can you remember when we used to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;But never in distress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Or can you picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;When we used to pride ourselves on neatness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Cause I can't understand what you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;You made me wild and then you tied my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Can you remember when we used to laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;‘Bout those mistakes we'd made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Or can you picture then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;How we used to drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;And never reach the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;But since you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It made me find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I had nothing to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-5759033978376400575?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/5759033978376400575/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=5759033978376400575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/5759033978376400575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/5759033978376400575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/tied-my-hands.html' title='Tied My Hands'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TO_Xlkc5OFI/AAAAAAAAAmo/rTi8HBfm2pc/s72-c/shaun+morgan+197+x+178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-2301215630516434597</id><published>2010-11-26T13:44:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T13:44:46.831-02:00</updated><title type='text'>5 coisas que farão você mais feliz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TO_VrTMx-fI/AAAAAAAAAmk/k-OxzKtx0H4/s1600/DSC03748.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TO_VrTMx-fI/AAAAAAAAAmk/k-OxzKtx0H4/s200/DSC03748.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 – Seja sinceramente grato&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns participantes de uma pesquisa foram convidados a escrever cartas de agradecimento às pessoas que os tinham ajudado de alguma forma. O estudo constatou que essas pessoas relataram um aumento duradouro na felicidade, que durava de semanas a meses, após escreverem a carta. O que é ainda mais surpreendente: o envio da carta não é necessário. Alguns dos participantes escreveram a carta, mas não chegaram a entrega-la, contudo elas também se sentiram mais felizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 – Seja otimista&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outra pratica que parece ajudar é o pensamento otimista. Os participantes do estudo foram convidadas a visualizar um futuro ideal – por exemplo, viver com um parceiro amoroso e solidário, ou encontrar um trabalho que tanto desejam – e descrever isso tudo em seu diário. Depois de fazer isso por algumas semanas, essas pessoas também relataram aumento das sensações de felicidade e bem-estar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 – Lembre das coisas boas que aconteceram com você&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas que praticam escrever as coisas boas que aconteceram com elas todas as semanas, mostram significativo aumento da felicidade. Parece que o ato de se concentrar no positivo, ajuda as pessoas a lembrar dos motivos para ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 – Use melhor seus pontos fortes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outro estudo pediu que as pessoas a identificassem quais as coisas que elas sabiam fazer bem, depois tentassem usar essas habilidades em diversas situações. Por exemplo, você é um bom contador de piadas, então tente usar seu talento no mais diversos lugares, como reuniões, no horário de almoço, ajudando amigos triste a rirem. Segundo a pesquisa, isso nos faz bem mais felizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 – Ajude os outros&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajudar os outros, acaba nos ajudando também. As pessoas que doam tempo e dinheiro para a caridade, ou que altruisticamente ajudam as pessoas necessitadas, tendem a serem mais felizes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-2301215630516434597?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/2301215630516434597/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=2301215630516434597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2301215630516434597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/2301215630516434597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/5-coisas-que-farao-voce-mais-feliz.html' title='5 coisas que farão você mais feliz'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TO_VrTMx-fI/AAAAAAAAAmk/k-OxzKtx0H4/s72-c/DSC03748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-8821466956815687719</id><published>2010-11-26T13:41:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T13:41:46.534-02:00</updated><title type='text'>And so I went and let you blow my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I can be myself now finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;In fact there's nothing I can't be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I want the world to see you be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;With me&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/8080567816864218192-8821466956815687719?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' 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red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Que mulher nunca teve…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Um sutiã meio furado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Um primo meio tarado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ou um amigo meio veado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Que mulher nunca tomou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Um fora de querer sumir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Um porre de cair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ou um Lexotan para dormir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Que mulher nunca sonhou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Com a sogra morta, estendida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em ser muito feliz na vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ou com uma lipo na barriga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Que mulher nunca pensou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em dar fim numa panela,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jogar os filhos pela janela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ou que a culpa era toda dela?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Que mulher nunca penou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Para que ter a perna depilada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Para que aturar uma empregada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ou para que trabalhar menstruada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Que mulher nunca comeu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Uma caixa de Bis, por ansiedade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Uma alface, no almoço, por vaidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ou um canalha por saudade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Que mulher nunca apertou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O pé no sapato para caber,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A barriga para emagrecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ou um ursinho para não enlouquecer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Que mulher nunca jurou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Que não estava ao telefone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Que não pensa em silicone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Que "dele" não lembra nem o nome?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-7342526118407899389?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/7342526118407899389/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=7342526118407899389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7342526118407899389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7342526118407899389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/que-mulher-nunca-teve-um-sutia-meio.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TO_UndaJSYI/AAAAAAAAAmg/G_95Kzle6GY/s72-c/jessica-rabbit-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-4440054811003358579</id><published>2010-11-26T13:35:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T13:35:13.323-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TO_TjHHX3zI/AAAAAAAAAmc/VC7iNCeyLKM/s1600/1285295271281_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TO_TjHHX3zI/AAAAAAAAAmc/VC7iNCeyLKM/s320/1285295271281_f.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Outra dose de uísque&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo parar de olhar para a porta&lt;br /&gt;Desejando que você entrasse arrebentando&lt;br /&gt;Da maneira que fazia antes&lt;br /&gt;E eu me pergunto se eu já passei pela sua mente&lt;br /&gt;Para mim, isso acontece o tempo todo"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-4440054811003358579?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/4440054811003358579/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=4440054811003358579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4440054811003358579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4440054811003358579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/outra-dose-de-uisque-nao-consigo-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TO_TjHHX3zI/AAAAAAAAAmc/VC7iNCeyLKM/s72-c/1285295271281_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-4896711802353597620</id><published>2010-11-26T13:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T13:31:37.312-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TO_Sm3UEE_I/AAAAAAAAAmY/Q_z2kWBgbzQ/s1600/Milla%252BJovovich%252BMillaJovovich11_122_469lo_122_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TO_Sm3UEE_I/AAAAAAAAAmY/Q_z2kWBgbzQ/s320/Milla%252BJovovich%252BMillaJovovich11_122_469lo_122_.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;"Eu já dei risada até a a barriga doer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já nadei até perder o fôlego,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já chorei até dormir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;e acordei com o rosto desfigurado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Ja fiz cosquinha na minha irmã só pra ela parar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;de chorar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já me queimei brincando com vela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Eu já fiz bola de chiclete e melequei todo o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;rosto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já conversei com o espelho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;e até já brinquei de ser bruxa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Já quis ser astronauta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;flautista, mágica, dançarina e trapezista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Já me escondi atrás da cortina e esqueci os pés&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;pra fora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já passei trote por telefone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já tomei banho de chuva,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;E acabei me viciando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Já roubei beijo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Já fiz confissões antes de dormir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;num quarto escuro pra melhor amiga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Já confundi sentimentos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Peguei atalho errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;e continuo andando pelo desconhecido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Já raspei o fundo da panela de brigadeiro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já me cortei depilando a perna,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já chorei ouvindo música no ônibus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Já tentei esquecer algumas pessoas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;mas descobri que essas são as mais difíceis de se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;esquecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Já subi escondida no telhado pra tentar pegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;estrelas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já subi em árvore pra roubar fruta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já caí da escada de bunda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Conheci a morte de perto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;e agora anseio por viver cada dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Já fiz juras eternas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já escrevi no muro da escola,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já chorei sentada no chão do banheiro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já fugi de casa pra sempre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;e voltei no outro instante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Já saí pra caminhar sem rumo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;de bandana na cabeça, ouvindo estrelas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Já corri pra não deixar alguém chorando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já fiquei sozinha no meio de mil pessoas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;sentindo falta de uma só.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Já vi pôr-do-sol-cor-de-rosa e alaranjado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já me joguei na piscina sem vontade de voltar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já bebi vinho até sentir dormente meus lábios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já olhei a cidade de cima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;e mesmo assim não encontrei meu lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Já senti medo do escuro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já vomitei de nervoso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já quase morri de amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;mas renasci novamente pra ver o sorriso de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;alguém especial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Já acordei no meio da noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;e fiquei com medo de levantar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Já apostei corrida descalça na rua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já gritei de felicidade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já roubei rosas num enorme jardim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Já me apaixonei e achei que era pra sempre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Mas sempre era um pra sempre pela metade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Já deitei na grama de madrugada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;e vi a Lua virar Sol,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já chorei por ver amigos partindo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;mas descobri que logo chegam novos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;e a vida é mesmo um ir e vir sem razão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Foram tantas coisas feitas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;momentos fotografados pelas lentes de emoção,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;guardados num baú, chamado coração."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-4896711802353597620?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/4896711802353597620/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=4896711802353597620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4896711802353597620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4896711802353597620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-ja-dei-risada-ate-a-barriga-doer-ja.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TO_Sm3UEE_I/AAAAAAAAAmY/Q_z2kWBgbzQ/s72-c/Milla%252BJovovich%252BMillaJovovich11_122_469lo_122_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-8594293273885863446</id><published>2010-11-22T16:47:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T16:47:56.341-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Você pode ter defeitos, viver ansioso e ficar irritado algumas vezes, mas não se esqueça de que sua vida é a maior empresa do mundo. E você pode evitar que ela vá à falência.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Há muitas pessoas que precisam, admiram e torcem por você. Gostaria que você sempre se lembrasse de que ser feliz não é ter um céu sem tempestade, caminhos sem acidentes, trabalhos sem fadigas, relacionamentos sem desilusões.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Ser feliz é encontrar força no perdão, esperança nas batalhas, segurança no palco do medo, amor nos desencontros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ser feliz não é apenas valorizar o sorriso, mas refletir sobre a tristeza. Não é apenas comemorar o sucesso, mas aprender lições nos fracassos. Não é apenas ter júbilo nos aplausos, mas encontrar alegria no anonimato.&lt;br /&gt;*Ser feliz é reconhecer que vale a pena viver, apesar de todos os desafios, incompreensões e períodos de crise.&lt;br /&gt;*Ser feliz é deixar de ser vítima dos problemas e se tornar um autor da &amp;nbsp;própria história. É atravessar desertos fora de si, mas ser capaz de encontrar um oásis no recôndito da sua alma.&lt;br /&gt;*Ser feliz é não ter medo dos próprios sentimentos. É saber falar de si mesmo. É ter coragem para ouvir um "não". É ter segurança para receber uma crítica, mesmo que injusta.&lt;br /&gt;*Ser feliz é deixar viver a criança livre, alegre e simples, que mora dentro de cada um de nós. É ter maturidade para falar "eu errei". É ter ousadia para dizer "me perdoe". É ter sensibilidade para expressar "eu preciso de você%u201D. É ter capacidade de dizer "eu te amo". É ter humildade da receptividade.&lt;br /&gt;*Desejo que a vida se torne um canteiro de oportunidades para você ser feliz... E, quando você errar o caminho, recomece, pois assim você descobrirá que ser feliz não é ter uma vida perfeita, mas usar as lágrimas para irrigar a tolerância.&lt;br /&gt;*Usar as perdas para refinar a paciência.&lt;br /&gt;Usar as falhas para lapidar o prazer.&lt;br /&gt;Usar os obstáculos para abrir as janelas da inteligência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jamais desista de si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Jamais desista das pessoas que você ama.&lt;br /&gt;Jamais desista de ser feliz, pois a vida é um espetáculo imperdível, ainda que se apresentem dezenas de fatores a demonstrarem o contrário.&lt;br /&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/8080567816864218192-8594293273885863446?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/8594293273885863446/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=8594293273885863446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8594293273885863446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8594293273885863446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/voce-pode-ter-defeitos-viver-ansioso-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-5983546608595469474</id><published>2010-11-11T15:12:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T15:12:36.614-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fica quieto novembro. eu não sei se te amo mais.</title><content type='html'>Eu que fui burra em acreditar que o amor aguentava tudo..&lt;br /&gt;Até o tempo que não passa e o sofrimento que as vezes é eterno,&lt;br /&gt;a distância mesmo que perto, o amor não correspondido.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que as poessias de amor são todas mentirosas.&lt;br /&gt;Eu tive um grande amor, sabe ?&lt;br /&gt;E não lembro de um segundo, ter deixado de ama-lo.&lt;br /&gt;Ele não foi nem um pouco legal comigo, pra não pegar mais&lt;br /&gt;pesado, e mesmo assim eu o amei mais do que a mim mesma.&lt;br /&gt;Não sabia que a gente deixava de amar do nada.&lt;br /&gt;Eu mudei tanto, bem rápido do melhor para o pior, eu queria&lt;br /&gt;que tivesse feito o mesmo por mim.&lt;br /&gt;Não é amor quando se ama sozinho.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que o verdadeiro amor, seja dos nossos pais...Eu queria&lt;br /&gt;me sentir apaixonada, nem que fosse pela última vez.&lt;br /&gt;Faz anos que não me sinto assim. O Sol fica com outra cor, os&lt;br /&gt;dias, as chuvas, o mar.&lt;br /&gt;É horrível acreditar em uma coisa quando na verdade aconteceram outras.&lt;br /&gt;Pela boca de outras pessoas..&lt;br /&gt;Eu pensei que cuidaria de mim mesmo quando eu nao merecesse.&lt;br /&gt;Pensei que passaria pela tua cabeça em me abraçar quando eu estivesse confusa.&lt;br /&gt;Pensei que saberia mais que a minha mãe quando eu estivesse chorando.&lt;br /&gt;Pensei que me entenderia quando não sei mais quem sou.&lt;br /&gt;Pensei que me amaria pra sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Pensei que afastaria os fantasmas do meu quarto quando eu me sentisse assim.&lt;br /&gt;Pensei que acreditasse em mim mais do que eu mesma.&lt;br /&gt;É verdade quando disse que tenho que me tratar, alguém tem algum remédio&lt;br /&gt;pra quem sofre com amor nao correspondido do passado?&lt;br /&gt;Sabia que no fundo era isso q achava de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Eu apostei tudo, eu me joguei, &amp;nbsp;caí de cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathália Binoto da Silva, não retire os créditos, mesmo que seja ruim, são minhas palavras.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-5983546608595469474?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/5983546608595469474/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=5983546608595469474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/5983546608595469474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/5983546608595469474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/fica-quieto-novembro-eu-nao-sei-se-te.html' title='Fica quieto novembro. eu não sei se te amo mais.'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-8832591530867088741</id><published>2010-11-11T00:46:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T00:46:01.284-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Você não é mais o que eu pensava que fosse.&lt;br /&gt;Acho q preciso ir pra outra estrada agora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-8832591530867088741?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/8832591530867088741/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=8832591530867088741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8832591530867088741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8832591530867088741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/voce-nao-e-mais-o-que-eu-pensava-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-8219104122737352349</id><published>2010-11-10T14:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T14:27:55.991-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TNrHyBAYDgI/AAAAAAAAAmU/N5vbucTAP04/s1600/DSC028k66+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TNrHyBAYDgI/AAAAAAAAAmU/N5vbucTAP04/s200/DSC028k66+%25281%2529.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #008400; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #008400; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #008400; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu queria que você segurasse a minha mão quando eu estivesse chateada&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria que você nunca esquecesse o meu olhar quando nos vimos pela primeira vez&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria que tivesse uma marquinha na pele de que você gostasse secretamente&lt;br /&gt;Porque estaria num lugar escondido onde ninguém poderia ver.&lt;br /&gt;Basicamente, eu queria que você me amasse&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria que você precisasse de mim&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria que você entendesse que quando eu pedisse dois torrões de açúcar, na verdade eu queria três&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria que sem mim o seu coração se partisse&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria que sem mim você passasse toda suas noites acordado&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria que sem mim você não pudesse comer&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria ser a última coisa em que você pensasse antes de dormir&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/8080567816864218192-8219104122737352349?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/8219104122737352349/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=8219104122737352349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8219104122737352349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8219104122737352349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-queria-que-voce-segurasse-minha-mao.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TNrHyBAYDgI/AAAAAAAAAmU/N5vbucTAP04/s72-c/DSC028k66+%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-3471588384125825841</id><published>2010-11-09T00:34:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T00:34:55.530-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #3b3934; font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Eu chorei porque pra eu seguir em frente, preciso segurar sua mão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3b3934; font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Quantas vezes eu tive medo de dar um passo por olhar pra frente e não te ver lá, pronto pra me segurar. Quantas vezes eu caí, porque você não estava segurando minha mão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3b3934; font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Tive que aprender a dar meus passos sozinha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-3471588384125825841?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/3471588384125825841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=3471588384125825841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/3471588384125825841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/3471588384125825841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-chorei-porque-pra-eu-seguir-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-6406408407689959347</id><published>2010-11-08T23:18:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T23:18:55.320-02:00</updated><title type='text'>­Ele não é a minha terceira, nem a segunda alternativa. Ele é a minha escolha. E amanhã, quando acordar, eu vou escolher ele de novo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-6406408407689959347?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/6406408407689959347/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=6406408407689959347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/6406408407689959347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/6406408407689959347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/ele-nao-e-minha-terceira-nem-segunda.html' title='­Ele não é a minha terceira, nem a segunda alternativa. Ele é a minha escolha. E amanhã, quando acordar, eu vou escolher ele de novo.'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-7968362776656544287</id><published>2010-11-08T23:18:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T23:18:34.999-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Se soubesse tudo que eu sei, saberia que eu não errei. Se vivesse tudo o que vivi, saberia o quanto eu sofri. Só não se esqueça de que o amor que te dei, será sempre seu. Perdão se falhei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-7968362776656544287?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/7968362776656544287/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=7968362776656544287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7968362776656544287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7968362776656544287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/11/se-soubesse-tudo-que-eu-sei-saberia-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-4227441414532187420</id><published>2010-10-31T17:40:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T17:40:42.221-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TM3F9AkkMOI/AAAAAAAAAmA/_3DspPCNzCE/s1600/img-thing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TM3F9AkkMOI/AAAAAAAAAmA/_3DspPCNzCE/s200/img-thing.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deixa, deixa, deixa eu dizer o que penso dessa vida,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;preciso demais desabafar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me deixa falar do que eu estou desistindo agora ! &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso, nao posso mais me revoltar ?&lt;br /&gt;Não aguento mais minha vida, meus sonhos e as coisas q eu nao consigo pegar.&lt;br /&gt;É sempre assim, Um grande entusiasmo e no final a mesma coisa.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre, eu preciso de ajuda, eu quero um emprego e já.&lt;br /&gt;Mas quanto mais se procura menos se encontra.&lt;br /&gt;Estou desistindo de ter que sacrificar pessoas por mim, não é justo.&lt;br /&gt;Desisti de tentar ser forte, mais forte que os outros&lt;br /&gt;Desisti de sonhar, de ter medo e do medo de perder.&lt;br /&gt;Desisti de tentar agradar e dar com a cara na parede.&lt;br /&gt;Desisto de escrever só merda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-4227441414532187420?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/4227441414532187420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=4227441414532187420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4227441414532187420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4227441414532187420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/10/deixa-deixa-deixa-eu-dizer-o-que-penso.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TM3F9AkkMOI/AAAAAAAAAmA/_3DspPCNzCE/s72-c/img-thing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-3523343921398291571</id><published>2010-10-31T11:22:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T11:22:22.593-02:00</updated><title type='text'>As 8 principais verdades sobre as mulheres</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TM1pysx2zdI/AAAAAAAAAl8/UwXKU6Zb5xk/s1600/Palha%C3%A7oTJoke.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TM1pysx2zdI/AAAAAAAAAl8/UwXKU6Zb5xk/s200/Palha%C3%A7oTJoke.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 – Ela nunca vai gostar da sua mãe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa é a verdade máxima que é necessário encarar. Mesmo se ela não for do tipo mãe à moda antiga – que se mete, liga todos os dias – e até elogia a comida da sua mulher, não existe espaço para sua mãe na vida conjugal. Até porque ninguém é perfeito e ela um dia vai escorregar e te tratar como o “filhinho”. Claro que isso não exclui um relacionamento cordial e até afetuoso (por respeito), mas não confunda isso com amor. Portanto, para garantir sua sanidade mental, aja como um juiz e mantenha distância entre as duas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 – Você vai transar bem menos depois do casamento&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se espante com essa informação e nem ache que é porque o amor acabou. Como se sabe, a energia sexual, a libido, pode ser canalizada para diversas outras tarefas, como a atividade intelectual, prática de esportes. E nisso as mulheres são craque. Depois de trabalhar feito louca, ouvir reclamação do chefe, correr para cumprir um prazo, pegar trânsito, arrumar a casa, você acha que ela vai pensar em fazer sexo, meu amigo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 – Uma manicure será muitas vezes mais importantes do que você&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é TPM (tensão pré-menstrual) e acontece mais vezes por mês. Chama-se na verdade Tensão Pré-Manicure. Ataca pelo menos uma vez por semana quando o esmalte começa a descascar, a cutícula resseca e começa a ficar aparente e parece que todos os problemas do universo estão concentrados nos dez dedos da sua mulher. Entenda e respeite isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 – As mulheres não acham normal os homens terem barriga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mulher não enxerga nenhuma vantagem na barriga masculina: é comprovadamente maléfica à saúde (o aumento da circunferência está associado a maior incidência de doenças coronárias), é feio e atrapalha na hora de fazer sexo. Se você ainda não achou grave e não pretende se livrar da sua, leia novamente o item 2 desta matéria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 – Ela acha que você não sabe tomar banho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para elas, existem dois tipos de homens, os que tomam banho em cinco minutos e os que demoram mais de meia hora. O resultado disso é o mesmo: a higiene não foi bem-feita. Isso porque parece que homens não aprenderam a tomar banho e, desde meninos, prestaram atenção apenas aos bichinhos na banheira. As áreas mais críticas são a íntima, pescoço, pés e cabelos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 – Ela não gosta de suas saídas para jogar futebol com os amigos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se sua mulher nunca reclamou das suas saídas para jogar futebol com os amigos e, depois, fazer aquele churrasco e beber muito mais que um copinho de cerveja, desconfie. Ou ela tem outros (ou “outro”) interesse que não seja você, ou de tanta cerveja e picanha, sua barriga já chegou ao patamar do item 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 – Ela nunca vai gostar dos elogios feitos à sua secretária&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este item é muito delicado. Sua mulher pode até conhecer a moça, seu marido e os filhos; ou a funcionária ter 50 anos apenas de profissão, mas não adianta, é com ela que você passa a maior parte do tempo. Ou seja, se a moça não for do tipo arrasa-quarteirão (capaz de causar ciúme a uma freira), e ela que domina sua agenda, sabe de todos seus compromissos e de muitos segredos. E, claro, não faria nada para perder o emprego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8 – Ela odeia que você escute mais a opinião dos comentaristas esportivos do que as dela&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você acha ruim que ela repita ou reclame várias vezes sobre a mesma coisa. Mas por que aguenta ouvir 500 vezes o mesmo assunto ser discutido nos inúmeros programas esportivos da televisão? Muitas vezes os caras parecem mais ranzinzas do que qualquer mulher de mau humor. E mais: entre os programas matinais, os jogos da tarde e as discussões noturnas, você deve passar pelo menos umas seis horas ouvindo as mesmas informações. Fora quando vai ao banheiro e leva o rádio ou escuta as transmissões no carro. Por isso, ela não entende porque custa tanto a você passar duas horas no supermercado ou no shopping fazendo companhia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-3523343921398291571?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/3523343921398291571/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=3523343921398291571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/3523343921398291571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/3523343921398291571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-8-principais-verdades-sobre-as.html' title='As 8 principais verdades sobre as mulheres'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGOaTieAm9M/TM1pysx2zdI/AAAAAAAAAl8/UwXKU6Zb5xk/s72-c/Palha%C3%A7oTJoke.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-252501828972310009</id><published>2010-10-28T14:20:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T14:20:56.274-02:00</updated><title type='text'>“E às vezes, coisas boas acabam, para que coisas melhores possam começar.”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-252501828972310009?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/252501828972310009/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=252501828972310009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/252501828972310009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/252501828972310009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/10/e-as-vezes-coisas-boas-acabam-para-que.html' title='“E às vezes, coisas boas acabam, para que coisas melhores possam começar.”'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-422292203603178221</id><published>2010-10-28T13:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T13:59:04.770-02:00</updated><title type='text'>www.fotolog.com/smallgiraffe   fotolog da @naandasimao</title><content type='html'>Já me enganei sobre muitas pessoas e também me enganei sobre mim mesma.  Já disse "nunca mais" e fiz tudo de novo. Já pensei que fosse pra sempre  e nem percebi quando acabou. Sim, errei muito e erro sempre. Machuco  quem não deveria e me decepciono com aqueles que eu mais amo. Já escrevi  e não mandei, já disse te amo quando deveria dizer "te quero bem" e já  quis dizer te amo e no lugar disse apenas '"eu gosto de você". Sei  exatamente o que quero fazer daqui a 10 anos, mas não sei que roupa vou  colocar amanhã. Não lembro o que comi ontem, mas lembro exatamente de  cada palavra de carinho que já ouvi. Sinto saudade do que não tive,  sinto falta até mesmo de quem está perto de mim. Posso amar sem ser  notada, posso morrer de ciúmes e mesmo assim conseguir sorrir, posso  esquecer quem me deixou triste; mas não esqueço jamais de quem me fez  feliz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-422292203603178221?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/422292203603178221/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=422292203603178221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/422292203603178221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/422292203603178221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/10/wwwfotologcomsmallgiraffe-fotolog-da.html' title='www.fotolog.com/smallgiraffe   fotolog da @naandasimao'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-7147538415252630927</id><published>2010-10-27T14:03:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T14:03:03.711-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>De acordo com a mitologia grega, os seres humanos foram criados originalmente com quatro pernas, quatro braços e com duas faces. Temendo o seu poder, Zeus os separarou, condenando-os a gastar suas vidas em busca de sua outra metade.Sabe quando você sente que falta alguma coisa? Me falta um pedaço teu, a metade de mim. A metade de mim, que é você. Não consigo seguir minha vida, sem ao menos um segundo sentir sua ausência. Sinto teu cheiro, ouço tua voz, sinto teu abraço, procuro, mas não acho. É em vão. Sinto uma vontade imensa de gritar teu nome, pra todo mundo ouvir, deixar tudo pra trás e ir procurar você. Mesmo tendo esperança de te ter aqui, ao meu lado, é inevitável. Medo, sim, tenho medo…Medo de te perder, mesmo não te tendo. Mas, a imensa falta que você me faz só me dá mais força pra lutar pra conseguir seu abraço e seu beijo, pelo menos UMA vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É… Eu sei, tá tudo preso, tá sufocando, né? Um abraço aliviaria, mas os braços que te anestesiam estão muito longe agora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernanda Simão @naandasimao Sigam, eu recomendo !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-7147538415252630927?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/7147538415252630927/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=7147538415252630927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7147538415252630927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/7147538415252630927'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-4578014033749695299</id><published>2010-10-26T16:22:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T16:22:04.338-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu - Pato Fu</title><content type='html'>Eu...queria tanto encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Uma pessoa como eu&lt;br /&gt;A quem eu possa confessar&lt;br /&gt;alguma coisa sobre mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando acontece um grande amor&lt;br /&gt;assim como você e eu&lt;br /&gt;o tempo passa por nós dois&lt;br /&gt;não lembro o que aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu...queria tanto encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Uma pessoa como eu&lt;br /&gt;A quem eu possa confessar&lt;br /&gt;alguma coisa sobre mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem por isso vou ficar&lt;br /&gt;a questionar os erros meus&lt;br /&gt;Você precisa procurar&lt;br /&gt;Achar o que você perdeu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu...queria tanto encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Uma pessoa como eu&lt;br /&gt;A quem eu possa confessar&lt;br /&gt;alguma coisa sobre mim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-4578014033749695299?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/4578014033749695299/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=4578014033749695299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4578014033749695299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4578014033749695299'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-8824757550566747961</id><published>2010-10-26T16:17:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T16:17:31.062-02:00</updated><title type='text'>No vazio da noite</title><content type='html'>Tenho vontade de me jogar nessas paredes&lt;br /&gt;Vazias como minha alma&lt;br /&gt;E me quebrar toda como uma frágil taça de cristal&lt;br /&gt;Isso amenizaria a dor e a agonia que sinto deep inside&lt;br /&gt;Essa tristeza que vem a toda hora e nunca sai&lt;br /&gt;A solidão que mora aqui dentro&lt;br /&gt;Essa tortura, esse tormento&lt;br /&gt;A cada pôr-do-sol visto aqui do alto&lt;br /&gt;Tudo tão simples, bastaria um salto&lt;br /&gt;E eu voaria em direção da morte&lt;br /&gt;Ou seria melhor um corte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo terminaria num rio vermelho com meu batom&lt;br /&gt;Para sempre perdida num lugar escuro como meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Num mundo triste, vazio e sem som&lt;br /&gt;Ou quem sabe sufocada?&lt;br /&gt;Deixa pra lá, não quero ficar me debatendo sem ar&lt;br /&gt;Para finalmente morrer&lt;br /&gt;Pois se já é o fim, pra que sofrer?&lt;br /&gt;É simples, basta entender&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que eu não entendo&lt;br /&gt;É todo esse vazio, essa tristeza, esse frio&lt;br /&gt;Que toda noite vem me atormentar&lt;br /&gt;Várias coisas que eu não entendo&lt;br /&gt;Você poderia me explicar?&lt;br /&gt;E um mundo novo, com braços abertos, você pode me mostrar?&lt;br /&gt;Estarei aqui, eternamente, a te esperar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-8824757550566747961?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/8824757550566747961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=8824757550566747961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8824757550566747961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8824757550566747961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-vazio-da-noite.html' title='No vazio da noite'/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-1875746693175320102</id><published>2010-10-26T15:56:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T15:56:46.848-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Alguém pode me explicar o que faço, para não me sentir assim? Eu já  começei a perceber o efeito que você tem sobre mim. Meu coração começa a  disparar, será que eu to pirando ou você quer me provocar? Você me olha  e eu começo a rir quando o melhor que eu faço é fugir.&lt;br /&gt;Então me diz o  que eu faço pra tentar te esquecer, eu nem sei o que eu gosto tanto,  tanto em você. Seu sorriso, seu jeitinho de tentar me irritar. Se tiver  uma maneira vou tentar evitar, eu juro eu faço tudo para eu não me  apaixonar.&lt;br /&gt;Será que são mesmo reais os sinais que eu percebi? Talvez  eu esteja me iludindo e você não esteja nem ai. Mesmo assim continua a  imaginar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;E me diz, porque eu gosto, tanto, tanto de você?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-1875746693175320102?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/1875746693175320102/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=1875746693175320102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/1875746693175320102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/1875746693175320102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/10/alguem-pode-me-explicar-o-que-faco-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-8666275415544623295</id><published>2010-10-26T15:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T15:54:05.102-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sol na janela&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Canção de novela&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Já passa da hora&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu preciso do seu beijo agora...&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/8080567816864218192-8666275415544623295?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/8666275415544623295/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=8666275415544623295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/8666275415544623295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8080567816864218192-4924985766710222537?l=pode-fofocar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/feeds/4924985766710222537/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8080567816864218192&amp;postID=4924985766710222537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4924985766710222537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8080567816864218192/posts/default/4924985766710222537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pode-fofocar.blogspot.com/2010/10/e-com-essa-musica-que-eu-vou-embora.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de Neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07368957770923191592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhPvzEuFZi8/TjeTPTYvPSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/faHYu2e56HI/s220/DSC05028.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080567816864218192.post-5882357099487279017</id><published>2010-10-19T18:35:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T18:35:34.060-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Irvine (nome de uma cidade)- Kelly Clarkson</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;i&gt;Irvine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você está aí?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você está me observando?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enquanto eu estou deitada aqui neste chão&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dizem que você sente o mesmo que eu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dizem que você está aqui a todo momento&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você vai ficar?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fique até a escuridão ir embora&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fique aqui comigo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sei que está ocupado, sei que sou apenas mais uma&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você pode ser o único que me vê&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;O único a me salvar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por que é tão difícil?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por que você não pode simplesmente me levar?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu não tenho muito tempo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Antes de desaparecer completamente&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você consegue sentir como estou fria?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você chora tanto quanto eu?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você está solitário aí sozinho?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como eu me senti toda a minha vida&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;O único a salvá-la&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como você é tão forte?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como é se sentir tão livre?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seu coração é realmente uma coisa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seu amor é um completo mistério para mim&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você está me observando?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enquanto eu estou deitada aqui neste chão&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você chora, você chora comigo?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chore comigo essa noite&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você está aí?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você está me observando?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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