tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83293773377508992022024-03-05T06:36:21.995-08:00O tipo certα de gαrotα errαdα Ѽbubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.comBlogger64125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-89495836194891358542011-02-23T10:18:00.001-08:002011-02-23T10:18:53.130-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3B09m88PEK9MZBdurb1Qea7XwvOGinhEmkgivjikksIhDjXRDeE-og1O34dq2mbhcLZ3fdMU3fpV6xjhjdrRXCVqQRDu2qTJHc7TxNrM0HxEmFTAu4NSg56ZtjQUwn6VXJXn4-PGFxaU/s1600/tumblr_lfc2bm8iMK1qe7cixo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3B09m88PEK9MZBdurb1Qea7XwvOGinhEmkgivjikksIhDjXRDeE-og1O34dq2mbhcLZ3fdMU3fpV6xjhjdrRXCVqQRDu2qTJHc7TxNrM0HxEmFTAu4NSg56ZtjQUwn6VXJXn4-PGFxaU/s320/tumblr_lfc2bm8iMK1qe7cixo1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Eu sei que as coisas mudam, sempre soube que iriam mudar. Mas eu nunca garanti que iria conseguir me adaptar a essas mudanças.</span>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-15984302727331637462011-02-23T10:15:00.001-08:002011-02-23T10:15:38.375-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghKR7MJvPc_jXMW49P2V5CZtp4ByFNrxOBiOenCCVd2wGclMOjJxi1NcqP-Xn5M774wAmOAnrMaxGq9m_VrFwXR4Fink4iYD36nkgZ-NJjAlXj4rrbnJWVLuiYMXCC4j1SDM9A4iy8v4M/s1600/tumblr_lgewtcqnUE1qe7cixo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghKR7MJvPc_jXMW49P2V5CZtp4ByFNrxOBiOenCCVd2wGclMOjJxi1NcqP-Xn5M774wAmOAnrMaxGq9m_VrFwXR4Fink4iYD36nkgZ-NJjAlXj4rrbnJWVLuiYMXCC4j1SDM9A4iy8v4M/s320/tumblr_lgewtcqnUE1qe7cixo1_400.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Devo estar errado quando penso em nós dois, quando faço planos, deixo tudo pra depois.</span> <strong>♪</strong>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-68766854249684530212011-02-21T11:12:00.001-08:002011-02-21T11:12:25.405-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2eRMBfJEi5vBwrXfXXE4hkopHpFp3IPgOPspm9DTgF1XYSGkgS9IyrK_B3qDlcDT1SKRV1qaUJT6BFj9kZ2oVC084joIvIRVZzwmly7OcjbH8h_lHHBOSh9FShpHg0h8ZStHegdQ3oXs/s1600/tumblr_lba2m7ua6I1qdt061o1_400.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="209" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2eRMBfJEi5vBwrXfXXE4hkopHpFp3IPgOPspm9DTgF1XYSGkgS9IyrK_B3qDlcDT1SKRV1qaUJT6BFj9kZ2oVC084joIvIRVZzwmly7OcjbH8h_lHHBOSh9FShpHg0h8ZStHegdQ3oXs/s320/tumblr_lba2m7ua6I1qdt061o1_400.png" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<strong>S</strong><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">e você não vai mais usar meu coração,</span> <i>devolva - me</i>.bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-85734894525523703112011-02-21T11:10:00.000-08:002011-02-21T11:10:19.471-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKb18vBuO_6cqK62Qwv2dormMbpBCfD_I4O4zHpCs29hqzRvu2BywF6Xmec-jGV6Ot47qPNjiLvaf1FtR2VvZE8hGTdGlOFrQXbwfkM9IBx91nkRuysdzTHMWyHfItTiffipvK1LyWR3M/s1600/tumblr_lgc5vdYQvY1qfiqf8o1_250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKb18vBuO_6cqK62Qwv2dormMbpBCfD_I4O4zHpCs29hqzRvu2BywF6Xmec-jGV6Ot47qPNjiLvaf1FtR2VvZE8hGTdGlOFrQXbwfkM9IBx91nkRuysdzTHMWyHfItTiffipvK1LyWR3M/s1600/tumblr_lgc5vdYQvY1qfiqf8o1_250.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><strong>T</strong>udo aconteceu rápido demais, um dia estávamos conversando, e no outro, em silêncio. Um dia você disse " você é a minha vida", e no outro, que <i>eu fiz parte dela</i>. <br />
Tudo aconteceu rápido demais. Um dia você disse que me amava, e no outro, que estava <i>tudo acabado</i>. Um dia você estava rindo comigo, e no outro, se fechou pra mim. Um dia minha vida estava perfeita, e no outro, acabada. <br />
<b>Tudo aconteceu rápido demais.</b></span></span>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-55253884931878892542011-02-21T10:47:00.001-08:002011-02-21T10:47:41.515-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXLcH0ZTKucZp55f57nUF7XMdnFUVgMlDFzLcnIkEm__jeEFR59UiDRU4wIiMr8zU0DMnzGEPBHmtTDbUEdoJzpgFx-Da57yVEDtBHwZntOosE2BKrm9QuK76AD8f4Iho0HhGx2KGCtPo/s1600/tumblr_lf7982k4mL1qeivmpo1_250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXLcH0ZTKucZp55f57nUF7XMdnFUVgMlDFzLcnIkEm__jeEFR59UiDRU4wIiMr8zU0DMnzGEPBHmtTDbUEdoJzpgFx-Da57yVEDtBHwZntOosE2BKrm9QuK76AD8f4Iho0HhGx2KGCtPo/s1600/tumblr_lf7982k4mL1qeivmpo1_250.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Eu estarei por perto quando você <em>achar</em> que tudo acabou.</span>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-65605263046383379712011-02-21T10:45:00.000-08:002011-02-21T10:45:18.670-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguqeWvhmu9K8zlPTEqqER7TOVcv_ZZePEK66E7eJ44mmn9iZ78HVFSC1vmrIh_49LO3-xLRi1vH9SY7LGCSl1lf2Qhu2DuRR215DPvJWv3AtspbjWG772OlPbr6ogJ1Ct__4TVBOYRBL0/s1600/tumblr_l8nrh3MTHq1qbfzzpo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="241" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguqeWvhmu9K8zlPTEqqER7TOVcv_ZZePEK66E7eJ44mmn9iZ78HVFSC1vmrIh_49LO3-xLRi1vH9SY7LGCSl1lf2Qhu2DuRR215DPvJWv3AtspbjWG772OlPbr6ogJ1Ct__4TVBOYRBL0/s320/tumblr_l8nrh3MTHq1qbfzzpo1_400.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Q</strong>ue vontade de te abraçar, te morder, te apertar, te beijar, deitar ao seu lado, sentir seu carinho, ouvir sua voz, brincar com você, eu queria te sentir aqui <strong>agora.</strong></span></span>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-90062493721477989512011-02-21T10:38:00.000-08:002011-02-21T10:38:24.995-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYTrrHzLmgloZZmlagBOMM98Efw4rq9O1e-2Xxi6uCOkXJJBFUNO532fTjWjCXt-Fwu_pUNk1ad5OTwWaEyTHFiRZvNtm0HnWuTyHjVQ9VGXs1hXQVpTt6qlokV-J0ssHtTPNrJVQCIEk/s1600/tumblr_lfnr06Jmaj1qe7cixo1_r1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="180" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYTrrHzLmgloZZmlagBOMM98Efw4rq9O1e-2Xxi6uCOkXJJBFUNO532fTjWjCXt-Fwu_pUNk1ad5OTwWaEyTHFiRZvNtm0HnWuTyHjVQ9VGXs1hXQVpTt6qlokV-J0ssHtTPNrJVQCIEk/s320/tumblr_lfnr06Jmaj1qe7cixo1_r1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ja que esta indo embora , então apenas me diga, que vai me abraçar quando tudo parecer perdido.</span>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-65355232624736705112011-02-21T10:35:00.000-08:002011-02-21T10:35:08.854-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVPaUVnhhyEWXqdCHaQNmxfskM3Uu31EXmzi5zrYT-qgs3ntbZHq4pF9WsxG6ZrTWX0t6Sc6qhyphenhyphenfhybp3M2gru4s995DQ39piDSshy39sQmHaMUVLwQ2d0FLLnJczQ95iOheA4V74V7B4/s1600/tumblr_le3gglDYTJ1qft7moo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="152" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVPaUVnhhyEWXqdCHaQNmxfskM3Uu31EXmzi5zrYT-qgs3ntbZHq4pF9WsxG6ZrTWX0t6Sc6qhyphenhyphenfhybp3M2gru4s995DQ39piDSshy39sQmHaMUVLwQ2d0FLLnJczQ95iOheA4V74V7B4/s320/tumblr_le3gglDYTJ1qft7moo1_400.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> O que eu penso quando olho para outra garota ?! Que ela não é você <strong>:s</strong></span>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-44112276137215452562011-02-21T10:32:00.001-08:002011-02-21T10:32:52.499-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDmCLxLVJRRNKOuQLtxKf0w_rust_UCVd8qQMbbCWLvHtgx8W6LvFODvuUHOLln9Lcost-9zomttmIN5XUq2I4koCACIC3dRGrzLWBTyaJLZFn-n4BQ3vRDT3_x2Zio2Dk0QMoDVpvJ4I/s1600/tumblr_leh93eGZQJ1qfiqf8o1_250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDmCLxLVJRRNKOuQLtxKf0w_rust_UCVd8qQMbbCWLvHtgx8W6LvFODvuUHOLln9Lcost-9zomttmIN5XUq2I4koCACIC3dRGrzLWBTyaJLZFn-n4BQ3vRDT3_x2Zio2Dk0QMoDVpvJ4I/s1600/tumblr_leh93eGZQJ1qfiqf8o1_250.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>N</strong>ão troque aquilo que você mais quer na sua vida por aquilo que você mais quer no momento,<em> pois momentos passam e a vida continua.</em></span>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-75457647518485014492011-02-21T10:02:00.001-08:002011-02-21T10:02:40.804-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx8jegEHYq4Csyu3nwdeByS9pFNHHJXLzAh0cb72ENouitM14dUZ_-ITJgia-B0Cyc5s6Rv6VwCI7HJEvwgxzQX5TnPfPZTyURtOwFKT8npu7ucnqJIi40l8kKYgd99Y1ZhYFu2vPpdWQ/s1600/tumblr_levpksiMd91qe7cixo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx8jegEHYq4Csyu3nwdeByS9pFNHHJXLzAh0cb72ENouitM14dUZ_-ITJgia-B0Cyc5s6Rv6VwCI7HJEvwgxzQX5TnPfPZTyURtOwFKT8npu7ucnqJIi40l8kKYgd99Y1ZhYFu2vPpdWQ/s320/tumblr_levpksiMd91qe7cixo1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Você pode até usar uma máscara para esconder seu rosto, mas ela jamais esconderá o que você traz no olhar</span>.bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-71080892520513776942011-02-21T09:59:00.001-08:002011-02-21T09:59:47.183-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpC3zZUNzDP5n_mJjDqNcc1rOgddYke3peHtIQA6iKs9HQg3vhQfPIftKUB60u6DLLC8Rfm1Apd0saBDNhAXQsqT76IpA_8Vxm9zw3Jylr09fYfOQqp8uP95Aes4hKRx9Rseyo8t7rxKQ/s1600/tumblr_lgsfusBFaw1qcxz37o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="224" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpC3zZUNzDP5n_mJjDqNcc1rOgddYke3peHtIQA6iKs9HQg3vhQfPIftKUB60u6DLLC8Rfm1Apd0saBDNhAXQsqT76IpA_8Vxm9zw3Jylr09fYfOQqp8uP95Aes4hKRx9Rseyo8t7rxKQ/s320/tumblr_lgsfusBFaw1qcxz37o1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Você já viveu em uma situação onde teve que segurar uma lagrima e estampar um sorriso, para disfarçar o que realmente estava sentindo?</span>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-35133273249360745202011-02-21T09:57:00.001-08:002011-02-21T09:57:52.241-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF-U1f-286YxqjSt3WcCdSx1oSNxUqzhTb1qu9Urkj5Yr_gg0AqadEsT3_NK_FkXlYdAXOw8OOFT57djopd0fnO9g7k8iiygYMoOFirVd9qVaN2kXm_JD3mYWHvBsp7F1dVkhDuMrh0qA/s1600/tumblr_lfysc7Ujex1qd2f9zo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF-U1f-286YxqjSt3WcCdSx1oSNxUqzhTb1qu9Urkj5Yr_gg0AqadEsT3_NK_FkXlYdAXOw8OOFT57djopd0fnO9g7k8iiygYMoOFirVd9qVaN2kXm_JD3mYWHvBsp7F1dVkhDuMrh0qA/s320/tumblr_lfysc7Ujex1qd2f9zo1_400.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Você alguma vez já se sentiu tão frágil. Como um castelo de cartas. A um simples sopro de desmoronar?</span>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-19099784130582590872011-02-21T09:56:00.001-08:002011-02-21T09:56:28.020-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMU9T8vAOcM3t12KnllW3Arcn5t-ZoU7Df-dHw1cByAT6HphzlOfHXlrYcfTsXidNqh2yPC-mOq2oWYxldiwmQNq5eyPh5oaAK7tBhwGWnU5ejRPHfYfBmz9PplE0zyOdhGkXlSVlKyoI/s1600/tumblr_lekb36fadx1qe7cixo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMU9T8vAOcM3t12KnllW3Arcn5t-ZoU7Df-dHw1cByAT6HphzlOfHXlrYcfTsXidNqh2yPC-mOq2oWYxldiwmQNq5eyPh5oaAK7tBhwGWnU5ejRPHfYfBmz9PplE0zyOdhGkXlSVlKyoI/s320/tumblr_lekb36fadx1qe7cixo1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A verdade é que você nunca vai estar preparado pra dizer <em>adeus</em> a uma pessoa que você ama. Seja pai, mãe, irmão ou um grande amor.</span>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-23008365774117279232011-02-21T09:55:00.000-08:002011-02-21T09:55:13.665-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM-K8SA3x_w2pBR0J9ztyScCLuIHlSXGtHPBRFaR2_ZdsO3npWHeGl1XXCfmHXneFGY2X9P6v0CId7Vg6RBlhHhvsPMWU5W63pJGfK4MTv7xkf7r2jhkrO8wIyz5hq9Hs5b_6l6z6J7CU/s1600/tumblr_lfqp93YVNK1qe7cixo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM-K8SA3x_w2pBR0J9ztyScCLuIHlSXGtHPBRFaR2_ZdsO3npWHeGl1XXCfmHXneFGY2X9P6v0CId7Vg6RBlhHhvsPMWU5W63pJGfK4MTv7xkf7r2jhkrO8wIyz5hq9Hs5b_6l6z6J7CU/s320/tumblr_lfqp93YVNK1qe7cixo1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">E quando te magoam dificilmente você esquece, e volta ser o que era antes.</span>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-28616754595413454682011-02-21T09:53:00.000-08:002011-02-21T09:53:20.529-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeP_zvdsTX4ORPtaRiA_aUxDoLiDKN_L83j5CNHMTTBEnL-YZmueMSSWK-AlwWsCtDQpvSW34eqFaQRek0jSmS7Cz2DPT527vYYraaxh_FWd4YLlJ4WCEy2OhFEw1TWiLlGm3WlaUOovc/s1600/imagesgfdgdf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeP_zvdsTX4ORPtaRiA_aUxDoLiDKN_L83j5CNHMTTBEnL-YZmueMSSWK-AlwWsCtDQpvSW34eqFaQRek0jSmS7Cz2DPT527vYYraaxh_FWd4YLlJ4WCEy2OhFEw1TWiLlGm3WlaUOovc/s1600/imagesgfdgdf.jpg" /></a></div><span class="title"> <span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Quem nunca escolheu a cor do canudo, não sabe o que é indecisão.</span></span>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-79194497542750735762011-02-19T09:58:00.000-08:002011-02-19T09:59:17.621-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvhU9hDPptNwqTgwz_G6MoAG8-oz47SF6N-tZiwhC78ChupyasxtyhpitwEgdACqfqfUZhFaCfvJ602yYag_irolKgC7rRMeN9biP5VkqPNo88khXn3hrxIsS6BIcm_wts64MFcizBKPw/s1600/tumblr_lgqckjuWjS1qc6zm2o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvhU9hDPptNwqTgwz_G6MoAG8-oz47SF6N-tZiwhC78ChupyasxtyhpitwEgdACqfqfUZhFaCfvJ602yYag_irolKgC7rRMeN9biP5VkqPNo88khXn3hrxIsS6BIcm_wts64MFcizBKPw/s320/tumblr_lgqckjuWjS1qc6zm2o1_500.jpg" width="318" /></a></div><span class="content-text-font" id="0-text-attachment"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Um bebê chora porque ele quer falar,<wbr> mas não pode.<wbr> As vezes nós choramos porque podemos falar,<wbr> mas não temos coragem</span>.</span>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-38234617767243749672011-02-19T08:30:00.000-08:002011-02-19T08:30:00.172-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1g_gFKuB0IdF8G0kVpFfjPSXE8vAn4HPsfeqBte2wZIXLfED6CmsHkXwxCGiwlWLHNgFnELqKwAwp4NZHDC52tuX3b1Tz0z4__ahKeRag-Mjt4yYGhLHYoaxOtRvYPwL124hmbMGoHv0/s1600/tumblr_lez1a6u4281qe7cixo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1g_gFKuB0IdF8G0kVpFfjPSXE8vAn4HPsfeqBte2wZIXLfED6CmsHkXwxCGiwlWLHNgFnELqKwAwp4NZHDC52tuX3b1Tz0z4__ahKeRag-Mjt4yYGhLHYoaxOtRvYPwL124hmbMGoHv0/s320/tumblr_lez1a6u4281qe7cixo1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> E no fim o que você deve mesmo pensar é que seus motivos pra sorrir são maiores do que os pra chorar.</span>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-90240114031626722972011-02-19T08:25:00.001-08:002011-02-19T08:25:32.312-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqeUE6LHzG-UBLBaP0y0_9IW9RYMERK4kRU36pWRCALYZ59l5paO7upGAOG_9gR8Qh_5ryRuMvmi_Faicc6rpNEKMuvegYxWqXpmPsaiN_78PUhi-Zgsz5zsb7LTjYNrklSHAUg5d0VOA/s1600/tumblr_lfw3clEUqa1qbppbno1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqeUE6LHzG-UBLBaP0y0_9IW9RYMERK4kRU36pWRCALYZ59l5paO7upGAOG_9gR8Qh_5ryRuMvmi_Faicc6rpNEKMuvegYxWqXpmPsaiN_78PUhi-Zgsz5zsb7LTjYNrklSHAUg5d0VOA/s320/tumblr_lfw3clEUqa1qbppbno1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Só preciso que você me abrace quando eu desabafar meu choro, que sorria quando eu não tiver mais esperança. Só preciso que você me entenda quando ninguém mais me entender, eu só preciso que você esteje lá quando eu mais te precisar, por favor, não me jogue de lado e nem me esqueça, eu sou frágil eu admito, eu preciso de sua proteção .</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-63700725531330422662011-02-19T08:22:00.001-08:002011-02-19T08:22:47.196-08:00<blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyss-G2XWOl6BWrn5CZbEd7xGill_kDjhho1_tTYU5MupoDrLlrXyp4QazWTEsdtCVFem39Mae3YriS_bpPhSrVjnrzc1FiMrSHRtB2Pik6ch465-tbbsm6LjOZBRwOfQP-3FlxrZznj8/s1600/tumblr_lgqba1QiXr1qflwbko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyss-G2XWOl6BWrn5CZbEd7xGill_kDjhho1_tTYU5MupoDrLlrXyp4QazWTEsdtCVFem39Mae3YriS_bpPhSrVjnrzc1FiMrSHRtB2Pik6ch465-tbbsm6LjOZBRwOfQP-3FlxrZznj8/s320/tumblr_lgqba1QiXr1qflwbko1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">São poucas as pessoas que me conquistam. Dessas, a maioria me magoa, metade vai embora com o tempo e apenas algumas - bem poucas - são verdadeiras o suficiente pra permanecer.</span></div></blockquote>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-81840027111613682772011-02-19T08:20:00.001-08:002011-02-19T08:20:52.679-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLmYpIk7tGZSNclv-m3-L-UUbn6xR38XwI4FFkRPc_BMQEIlGm647Lw7xc-0webnlYiv198F8QCNIJBTnk5mi5LiDEUFdbk47xqqyHlLwOPK4KzlkOyA2J5EHDXvjLOQFx8RIoRfYWVSI/s1600/tumblr_lgmlulont41qe2blyo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLmYpIk7tGZSNclv-m3-L-UUbn6xR38XwI4FFkRPc_BMQEIlGm647Lw7xc-0webnlYiv198F8QCNIJBTnk5mi5LiDEUFdbk47xqqyHlLwOPK4KzlkOyA2J5EHDXvjLOQFx8RIoRfYWVSI/s320/tumblr_lgmlulont41qe2blyo1_500.png" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Nada vai sumir de uma hora pra outra, infelizmente apagar alguma coisa da memória não é tão fácil como deveria ser .</span>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-63752349218410535902011-02-19T08:18:00.001-08:002011-02-19T08:18:25.285-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7yTCFxpHm4Wu_7TMT9XWvJbG_PmARpxa3-wzqt5Rc4C6Mjm25IjcvOInYI6Px8vCWOdARqU6IzcJp9g8czUH9vkeetT8cIJ2xCZhqtIRTizME9JKI-zbrbATt4m6hKh1BMCBbCjBj0YQ/s1600/tumblr_lf2yenhHC71qe7cixo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7yTCFxpHm4Wu_7TMT9XWvJbG_PmARpxa3-wzqt5Rc4C6Mjm25IjcvOInYI6Px8vCWOdARqU6IzcJp9g8czUH9vkeetT8cIJ2xCZhqtIRTizME9JKI-zbrbATt4m6hKh1BMCBbCjBj0YQ/s320/tumblr_lf2yenhHC71qe7cixo1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Por que é que os seus e os meus olhos brilham quando nossos olhares se encontram ?</span>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-36182310970841812762011-02-19T08:16:00.000-08:002011-02-19T08:16:04.205-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRHVx07XRgrzzmUR5W7EOue7DXO889AoKMc05_5oqLCmaMK-nqY_ljwVlJPOeH0cb5I75Vg9LF5Apx2En5Ois0nWcHTZwymmBDg3ginqP_P1DNAbAxorwg5RLngxST3PPqTuYHXQsQRVM/s1600/tumblr_lfsbmaidOs1qeo4oeo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="195" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRHVx07XRgrzzmUR5W7EOue7DXO889AoKMc05_5oqLCmaMK-nqY_ljwVlJPOeH0cb5I75Vg9LF5Apx2En5Ois0nWcHTZwymmBDg3ginqP_P1DNAbAxorwg5RLngxST3PPqTuYHXQsQRVM/s320/tumblr_lfsbmaidOs1qeo4oeo1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Me ame quando eu menos merecer, porque é quando eu mais preciso.</span></div>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-68126327940123601992011-02-19T08:15:00.001-08:002011-02-19T08:15:02.966-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0izTMRX-PSidp0YldhoycEHqaH9Q69IZfbWbhNM65R_0rvp5jSU3dBe8g1aBvPV_TFC8gfAku7oXQtYuYXnHbJnmw20zTApa4GdIIilGjNef9KFjmDGskK6CBmu6nNIh382DHbur_HL8/s1600/tumblr_le76ulcEKp1qfiqf8o1_250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0izTMRX-PSidp0YldhoycEHqaH9Q69IZfbWbhNM65R_0rvp5jSU3dBe8g1aBvPV_TFC8gfAku7oXQtYuYXnHbJnmw20zTApa4GdIIilGjNef9KFjmDGskK6CBmu6nNIh382DHbur_HL8/s1600/tumblr_le76ulcEKp1qfiqf8o1_250.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Acho que a única razão de sermos tão apegados em memórias, é que elas <strong>não</strong> mudam, mesmo que <strong>as pessoa</strong> tenham mudado.</span>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-47425162530707771312011-02-19T08:11:00.001-08:002011-02-19T08:11:16.736-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirQpO9D6dE9TOKTQ7IIUERqrkxwUb7Kj3ayept43l5K_K2mQsJhByJ0MOpJIjRxikw8MnJqSXLZXRcm67H46lZkIKZB6ZNBQnGNsh3E1SRUnxX1SZPscz9dw1U4zfZhqiY-LnF5Q3WgUQ/s1600/tumblr_le79w8xkxF1qfiqf8o1_250.jpg" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Eu posso enfrentar o mundo todo com uma mão… se <strong>você</strong> estiver segurando a outra.</span></div>bubαhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934220039718967119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329377337750899202.post-82789881317877242922011-02-19T08:10:00.000-08:002011-02-19T08:10:22.823-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjySuuPfiSa2QdbtSi8qzu3MefPEaIKIln6erin2n5tZuP_2IlfRUM_rpMVBeMxCRXfxeuiI23NPe91qYf25D7ac-3wFXOxwEIgh61AbtwUXpXBmsB0U7xn4cvwSeZtZOSmVlN7wC7fiS8/s1600/tumblr_lfwyjetNzK1qe7cixo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjySuuPfiSa2QdbtSi8qzu3MefPEaIKIln6erin2n5tZuP_2IlfRUM_rpMVBeMxCRXfxeuiI23NPe91qYf25D7ac-3wFXOxwEIgh61AbtwUXpXBmsB0U7xn4cvwSeZtZOSmVlN7wC7fiS8/s320/tumblr_lfwyjetNzK1qe7cixo1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Os seus problemas são meus também, e isso eu faço por você e mais ninguém, o que eu quero é ver o seu bem, <strong><em>Amigo estou aqui.</em></strong></span><br />
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