<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481</id><updated>2011-10-06T08:09:53.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplesmente</title><subtitle type='html'>O tempo é eterno.Para os que amam e acreditam.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-6757819492981260461</id><published>2010-12-13T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T08:42:24.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Não.</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Não&lt;/span&gt; quero que me perguntem como foi minha vida até hoje, porque sempre que me perguntam isso, eu sei, que é simplesmente da boca para fora.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Eu &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; quero que digam "eu te entendo" ou me abracem quando estou chorando, porque eu sei que muitos &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; são verdadeiros o suficiente para fazer isso.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Eu &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; quero que mintam para mim dizendo que todos os nossos sonhos se realizam, essa frase é simplesmente idiota, eu posso aceitar se você disser: tudo bem...o que importa é sonhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TC80VqBA7mI/AAAAAAAAABY/OjxlQfyL0Bs/s1600/MULHER%257E1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TC80VqBA7mI/AAAAAAAAABY/OjxlQfyL0Bs/s200/MULHER%257E1.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; E &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt;, por favor, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; diga que me ama se você não tem certeza disso. Já sofri demais por amores de brincadeira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;@Lariih_14&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5423639635837595481-6757819492981260461?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/6757819492981260461/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/12/nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/6757819492981260461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/6757819492981260461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/12/nao.html' title='Não.'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TC80VqBA7mI/AAAAAAAAABY/OjxlQfyL0Bs/s72-c/MULHER%257E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-889948788514547673</id><published>2010-11-27T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T05:03:57.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonho com um amor</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; Toda menina sonha. Porém o meu é diferente. Se for um prícipe, seu cavalo deve ser negro como a noite. Não precisa ser bonito, desde que seja inteligente e tenha um bom coração. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Não precisa tocar violão, gosto de guitarra e flauta também, e &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, piano só se souber a Nona sinfonia de Bethoven ou Debussy. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Não precisa ser italiano ou se chamar Peter (ou Conrad), pode ser o José filho do padeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Ele poderia andar de skate ou surfar, desde que vá à igreja uma vez por semana (no mínimo). &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Gostaria que não fosse tão cavalheiro e entrasse todas as noites no meu quarto (pela janela) para ler um pouco, conversar e compartilhar alguns abraços.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Ele não pode ser viciado em drogas ou bêbado, basta ter um olhar misterioso.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Na verdade, ele pode ser de qualquer jeito, desde que me faça &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;feliz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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@Lariih_14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5423639635837595481-889948788514547673?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/889948788514547673/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/11/sonho-com-um-amor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/889948788514547673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/889948788514547673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/11/sonho-com-um-amor.html' title='Sonho com um amor'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPEBay5jrvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KXb_HakSK2E/s72-c/Pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-1193267884287216947</id><published>2010-11-27T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T04:39:18.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; Corpos não podem ser eternos. A carne se deteriora e se transforma, esse é o grande poder da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPD7xfgpk8I/AAAAAAAAACo/15CazNH51vE/s1600/words_of_love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPD7xfgpk8I/AAAAAAAAACo/15CazNH51vE/s320/words_of_love.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; A alma pode ser eterna, já que seria impossível sua morte, seja no céu, na Terra (sim, me refiro ao planeta, pois o céu deve estar acima de todos nós), ou nas chamas infernais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; A tristeza não pode ser eterna, por mais que sejamos tristes, a hora de sorrir e ser, pelo menos, um pouquinho feliz sempre chega. Assim como o perdão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; O amor com toda certeza é eterno. Ninguém vive sem amor, a natureza é o amor de Deus, o dia é o amor do sol, o prazer é o amor do pecado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; O tempo? Ele nunca pára, independente dos relógios. O tempo é a própria eternidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;@Lariih_14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&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/5423639635837595481-1193267884287216947?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/1193267884287216947/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/11/eternidade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/1193267884287216947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/1193267884287216947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/11/eternidade.html' title='Eternidade'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPD7xfgpk8I/AAAAAAAAACo/15CazNH51vE/s72-c/words_of_love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-1008043803118964646</id><published>2010-11-26T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T15:13:50.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu sonho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Estávamos na praia, uma parte distante e mais vazia, era a hora do pôr-do-sol. O grupo já havia partido para o acampamento, Miguel me puxou dizendo que precisávamos conversar. De início ficamos em silêncio, era como se as palavras nos fugissem, porém de repente tudo o que já imaginamos falar um para o outro rompeu a timidez como um trovão. Conversamos por mais de uma hora sobre quase tudo, desde a formação do universo&amp;nbsp;até seu fim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Faltava apenas uma coisa. E só percebemos isso quando o silêncio voltou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nos olhamos profundamente enquanto aquela ausência de barulho sepulcral pairava no ar. Eu não conseguia mais me imaginar sem ele, aquele era o momento. Segurei forte as mãos dele e me declarei. Não declarei apenas meu amor, como também o medo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Miguel apenas me olhou nos olhos, seus olhos azuis nunca foram tão profundos, e delicadamente pousou seus lábios nos meus meus. Um momento imortal. Inesquecível. Inexplicavelmente eterno. O mundo não parecia mais ser o mesmo de sempre, tudo tinha mais brilho, mais...sabor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;@Lariih_14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5423639635837595481-1008043803118964646?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/1008043803118964646/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/11/meu-sonho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/1008043803118964646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/1008043803118964646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/11/meu-sonho.html' title='Meu sonho'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-1878567674460983112</id><published>2010-07-25T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T12:16:55.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pro Dia Nascer Feliz</title><content type='html'>Todo dia a insônia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me convence que o céu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Faz tudo ficar infinito&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;E que a solidão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;É pretensão de quem fica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Escondido, fazendo fita &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AUgCX0QDg7I/Sl62hm3gl9I/AAAAAAAABRw/TDJwBJSS-Ys/s1600/Pro+dia+nascer+Feliz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AUgCX0QDg7I/Sl62hm3gl9I/AAAAAAAABRw/TDJwBJSS-Ys/s200/Pro+dia+nascer+Feliz.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pro dia nascer feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Essa é a vida que eu quis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;O mundo inteiro acordar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;E a gente dormir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Cazuza (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/5423639635837595481-1878567674460983112?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/1878567674460983112/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/pro-dia-nascer-feliz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/1878567674460983112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/1878567674460983112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/pro-dia-nascer-feliz.html' title='Pro Dia Nascer Feliz'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AUgCX0QDg7I/Sl62hm3gl9I/AAAAAAAABRw/TDJwBJSS-Ys/s72-c/Pro+dia+nascer+Feliz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-4344198137118469762</id><published>2010-07-22T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T16:56:28.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplesmente</title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;Morrer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;VIVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pensando na vida e em como às vezes ela é tão difícil, me pergunto o porquê. A razão, a simples razão para tudo. A minha resposta é meio perversa, pois nada é certeza quando habitamos um mundo tão mutável, onde certezas e dúvidas mudam constantemente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sim, problemas eu tenho aos montes, mas aprendi a enfrenta-los porque FUGIR pode, mas ESCAPAR; não. A solução para muitos chega a um caso extremo: Eu vou morrer! Como se a morte levasse a alguma solução ou paz interior de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Estou escrevendo estas palavras hoje porque um amigo meu, que nem muito amigo é, me falou uma coisa que me fez reviver a minha vida toda em dez minutos. Nada é fácil, nada é impossível. Tudo no mundo, &lt;strong&gt;tudo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;é apenas complicado. A importância não é chegar ao topo da montanha, e sim a subida, pois é subindo a montanha que você erra e aprende, é onde você ri e encontra pessoas com as quais viverá por, talvez, décadas, ou até mesmo séculos.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Agora escrevendo tudo isso, vejo que tenho outra resposta para minha pergunta. Existe uma razão para tudo, afinal? Não importa, o importante é estar vivo para se fazer essa pergunta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNj8_h8Sy0w/SXbsvhjNcvI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/XcLzahl_I3k/s1600/amigos-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNj8_h8Sy0w/SXbsvhjNcvI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/XcLzahl_I3k/s200/amigos-2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5423639635837595481-4344198137118469762?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/4344198137118469762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/simplesmente_22.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/4344198137118469762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/4344198137118469762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/simplesmente_22.html' title='Simplesmente'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNj8_h8Sy0w/SXbsvhjNcvI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/XcLzahl_I3k/s72-c/amigos-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-7521422633787931355</id><published>2010-07-12T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:09:01.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplesmente</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Cantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://presentepravoce.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/cantar1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rw="true" src="http://presentepravoce.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/cantar1.jpg" width="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Solte a sua voz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Sorria um pouco mais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Divirta-se.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&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; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;CANTE!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://baladasp.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/dancing-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" rw="true" src="http://baladasp.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/dancing-1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Seja você mesmo... ♥&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/5423639635837595481-7521422633787931355?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/7521422633787931355/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/simplesmente_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/7521422633787931355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/7521422633787931355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/simplesmente_12.html' title='Simplesmente'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-7908083850769623312</id><published>2010-07-10T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T16:44:38.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O que a distancia faz de melhor? &lt;strike&gt;Esquecimento&lt;/strike&gt;, não -&amp;nbsp;no meu caso... Eu pensava que esse recesso de julho seria de certa forma melhor: eu pararia de pensar em coisas, esqueceria um pouco que todos os dias eu comparo o momento com o que podeia ser se eu estivesse com minhas amigas de verdade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Amizade é algo que a gente nunca esquece "amigo vou te falar, você está guardado&amp;nbsp;a sete chaves no meu coração". Seria muito mais fácil enfrentar tudo o que eu enfrento se tivesse&amp;nbsp;com minhas amigas ao&amp;nbsp; meu lado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me machuca deitar minha cabeça no travesseiro toda santa noite e imaginar como seria, coisas que eu poderia ter feito, coisas que eu poderia ter mudado, que poderei fazer...mas um dia isso passa, tudo passa, a vida é um rio, nós somos embarcações: alguns chegam do outro lado, outros naufragam....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/5423639635837595481-7908083850769623312?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/7908083850769623312/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/saudade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/7908083850769623312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/7908083850769623312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/saudade.html' title='Saudade'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-5503202837437109684</id><published>2010-07-10T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T15:53:08.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplesmente</title><content type='html'>AMOR ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amasme.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/te%20AMO.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" rw="true" src="http://amasme.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/te%20AMO.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5423639635837595481-5503202837437109684?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/5503202837437109684/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/simplesmente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/5503202837437109684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/5503202837437109684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/simplesmente.html' title='Simplesmente'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-5501618739322047770</id><published>2010-07-08T07:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T07:36:24.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://houseofbeauty.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/amar_e_viver_03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rw="true" src="http://houseofbeauty.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/amar_e_viver_03.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5423639635837595481-5501618739322047770?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/5501618739322047770/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/viva.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/5501618739322047770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/5501618739322047770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/viva.html' title='Viva'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-3767543622737464348</id><published>2010-07-08T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T07:37:46.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A simples escolha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;De se arriscar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Quantas vezes paramos para pensar na vida e vemos que deixamos várias vontades nossas para trás? Por muitas vezes nós sentimos a necessidade de fazer uma caminhada ao ar livre numa segunda-feira agitada e não fazemos. Muitas vezes queremos ir ao cinema ou jogar bola no fim de semana, mas infelizmente nunca temos tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;A sociedade também nos obriga a todo instante fazer coisas que não queremos, quantas vezes somos forçados a fazer algo que está muito além de nosso alcance? Nos desgastamos com esse mundo.Nesse mundo de concreto a lei é nula e ninguém percebe. Que lei? A&amp;nbsp;simples lei&amp;nbsp;de ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Não hesitarei nem mais um minuto, quando eu tiver vontade de gritar e pular, ou até mesmo dançar como uma criança, eu o farei. A vida não é só questão de sobrevivência, mas de amor e carinho consigo mesmo... Temos que parar de ter medo e nos arriscar, nos arriscar a sentir&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;uma felicidade real&amp;nbsp;e ter uma vida muito mais saudável.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i98qNhShJqU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i98qNhShJqU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5423639635837595481-3767543622737464348?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/3767543622737464348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/simles-escolha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/3767543622737464348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/3767543622737464348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/simles-escolha.html' title='A simples escolha'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-542662327129048415</id><published>2010-07-06T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T04:57:17.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAKE A WAVE (FEAT. JOE JONAS) (TRADUÇÃO) - Demi Lovato | Vagalume</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vagalu.me/BR14gxq"&gt;MAKE A WAVE (FEAT. JOE JONAS) (TRADUÇÃO) - Demi Lovato  Vagalume&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5423639635837595481-542662327129048415?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://vagalu.me/BR14gxq' title='MAKE A WAVE (FEAT. JOE JONAS) (TRADUÇÃO) - Demi Lovato | Vagalume'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/542662327129048415/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/make-wave-feat-joe-jonas-traducao-demi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/542662327129048415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/542662327129048415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/make-wave-feat-joe-jonas-traducao-demi.html' title='MAKE A WAVE (FEAT. JOE JONAS) (TRADUÇÃO) - Demi Lovato | Vagalume'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-8340565298355369870</id><published>2010-07-05T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T07:17:32.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fugir</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu quero fugir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhFFzh0wtA4/Sq46JGDhoKI/AAAAAAAABhU/VtVdcD0ZHWw/s1600/fugir.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhFFzh0wtA4/Sq46JGDhoKI/AAAAAAAABhU/VtVdcD0ZHWw/s200/fugir.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Mas com você.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu quero ir embora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Se for com você, eu vou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu quero cantar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Uma música que sirva só para nós dois.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;Você vai dizer que não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mas eu sigo os seus passos a caminho do meu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;Nesse jogo de lembranças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Você é meu refúgio invisível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;É nossa última chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Me dê sua mão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://belasmensagens.zip.net/images/couple_running.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" rw="true" src="http://belasmensagens.zip.net/images/couple_running.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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 style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;VAMOS fugir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/5423639635837595481-8340565298355369870?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/8340565298355369870/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/fugir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/8340565298355369870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/8340565298355369870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/fugir.html' title='Fugir'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhFFzh0wtA4/Sq46JGDhoKI/AAAAAAAABhU/VtVdcD0ZHWw/s72-c/fugir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-4491407007710645837</id><published>2010-07-05T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T05:44:44.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simples</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;Simples como te amar ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.cancaonova.com/ananeri/files/2007/09/casais.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://blog.cancaonova.com/ananeri/files/2007/09/casais.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5423639635837595481-4491407007710645837?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/4491407007710645837/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/simples.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/4491407007710645837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/4491407007710645837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/simples.html' title='Simples'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-6667171796562113462</id><published>2010-07-04T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T15:25:44.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Por que?</title><content type='html'>Por que a vida nem sempre é legal com a gente? Eu acho que tudo foi planejadinho, na verdade isso é só uma ideia que me conforta quando estou triste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TDEJr-YWxrI/AAAAAAAAAB4/XNxwy8SDPuE/s1600/perguntas_frequentes.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TDEJr-YWxrI/AAAAAAAAAB4/XNxwy8SDPuE/s200/perguntas_frequentes.gif" width="172" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A questão é que se tudo sempre desse certo, alguma coisa ia faltar, não perceberíamos, mas faltaria. A natureza é perfeita, tudo é lindo, mas quando tudo tá dando certo é porque vai acontecer uma coisa errada, certo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5423639635837595481-6667171796562113462?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/6667171796562113462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/por-que.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/6667171796562113462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/6667171796562113462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/por-que.html' title='Por que?'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TDEJr-YWxrI/AAAAAAAAAB4/XNxwy8SDPuE/s72-c/perguntas_frequentes.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-207546879828610578</id><published>2010-07-03T06:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T06:39:43.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplesmente: O tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-tempo.html?spref=bl"&gt;Simplesmente: O tempo&lt;/a&gt;: "Minha vida agora é muito corrida... eu acabei percebendo 'forçadamente' que o tempo é meio relativo...Quando estou feliz é muito rápido, qua..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5423639635837595481-207546879828610578?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-tempo.html?spref=bl' title='Simplesmente: O tempo'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/207546879828610578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/simplesmente-o-tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/207546879828610578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/207546879828610578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/simplesmente-o-tempo.html' title='Simplesmente: O tempo'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-4505271357258360985</id><published>2010-07-03T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T06:14:47.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Os significados</title><content type='html'>A vida é cheia de mistérios, assim como o mundo. Cada coisa tem seu lugar e seu significado...Cada qual com sua importância.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje falei com uma amiga minha que encontrei no céu, noite passada, o Cruzeiro do Sul. Ela riu, como eu nunca havia visto por si só essa constelação se toda vez que abro a janela do meu quarto 'dou de cara' com ela??&lt;br /&gt;Minha amiga riu ainda mais quando comentei sobre como a lua estava bonita:&lt;br /&gt;- Qual é o problema? Nunca viu a lua? Não conhece a natureza? Ela é linda!&lt;br /&gt;- Conheço, mas não preciso dela..&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei quieta, pois eu sei que se todos nós prestássemos mais atenção no mundo à nossa volta, não o de concreto, o mundo real, seríamos bem mais felizes...E além disso, somos da natureza, então não faz sentido rejeitá-la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TC83b4Jw7VI/AAAAAAAAABw/47iG4fuHx9E/s1600/natureza25vb71.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TC83b4Jw7VI/AAAAAAAAABw/47iG4fuHx9E/s320/natureza25vb71.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5423639635837595481-4505271357258360985?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/4505271357258360985/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/os-significados.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/4505271357258360985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/4505271357258360985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/os-significados.html' title='Os significados'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TC83b4Jw7VI/AAAAAAAAABw/47iG4fuHx9E/s72-c/natureza25vb71.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-1398220299079032523</id><published>2010-07-03T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T05:53:57.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Aprendi;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nos dias alegres: sorria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nos dias tristes: reflita...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando estiveres só: sonhe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Porque a vida é linda, resta-nos apenas abrir nossos olhos para o mundo de cores&amp;nbsp;lá fora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TC8tuNaCf-I/AAAAAAAAABI/QVI-zXvoXno/s1600/alegria-guri.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TC8tuNaCf-I/AAAAAAAAABI/QVI-zXvoXno/s320/alegria-guri.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5423639635837595481-1398220299079032523?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/1398220299079032523/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/aprendi-nos-dias-alegres-sorria.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/1398220299079032523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/1398220299079032523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/aprendi-nos-dias-alegres-sorria.html' title=''/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TC8tuNaCf-I/AAAAAAAAABI/QVI-zXvoXno/s72-c/alegria-guri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-8025574116328296225</id><published>2010-07-02T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T17:46:00.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Minha vida agora é muito corrida... eu acabei percebendo 'forçadamente' que o tempo é meio relativo...Quando estou feliz é muito rápido, quando estou&amp;nbsp;triste ou cansada dura séculos...e na aula da&amp;nbsp; Julieta?? Milênios...&lt;/div&gt;Hoje nós estamos aqui e o amanhã é sempre um mistério, não entendo por que é tão misterioso o futuro...Nós temos uma certa mania de querer saber o que vem depois...&lt;br /&gt;Para mim, o mais importante é o agora, pois o passado já foi, passou, morreu...O futuro? Para quem acredita em destino, nem há razões para se preocupar com o futuro...o destino cuidaria disso por si só...&lt;br /&gt;A questão é que por mais que nossas cabeçinhas queiram descobrir o depois, o número de pessoas que vem consultando oráculos e fazendo previsões é cada vez menor, enquanto alguns ainda não saem de casa sem ler como TALVEZ seja o seu dia.&lt;br /&gt;O que é interessante, e que muitos não sabem, é que os signos do zodíaco foram inventandos há milhares de anos e a personalidade deles já se modificou. Por ex.: sou caceriana, os cancerianos são românticos. Isso foi descrito há séculos, de acordo com aquela época, com as constelações daquele século, etc.etc.etc o que podemos deduzir, então, que hoje talvez os cancerianos nem sejam românticos (não como antes..).&lt;br /&gt;Eu só espero que o tempo dê um jeito em mim, dizem que o tempo é capaz de fazer esquecer e curar dores emocionais...Esquecer talvez não, ms acabar com essa dorzinha siiiim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5423639635837595481-8025574116328296225?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/8025574116328296225/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/8025574116328296225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/8025574116328296225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-tempo.html' title='O tempo'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423639635837595481.post-5677484486798031404</id><published>2010-07-02T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T17:32:53.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A escolha</title><content type='html'>Não sei porque, mas eu, justo eu que não simpatizo tanto assim com Internet, decidi fazer esse blog...&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, hoje fiquei muito curiosa sobre o que fazer com minhas pesquisas históricas medievais...Então, eu acho que colocar um pouco disso aqui não seria tão ruim...Não sei, vou pensar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5423639635837595481-5677484486798031404?l=simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/feeds/5677484486798031404/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/escolha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/5677484486798031404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5423639635837595481/posts/default/5677484486798031404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesmentelembrancas.blogspot.com/2010/07/escolha.html' title='A escolha'/><author><name>Larih</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135988401770597087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HTE7AJ4LqnU/TPE-qLS8jTI/AAAAAAAAADk/NDQkkGYrfiU/S220/OgAAAC1kyjR8_zkO_E3wK8LC9vwe1o7C-CPOYfIc1BCc6UVZ-UK1z8X6E0Qj5U3OUo1Y58xYlCSMh1eTVzdxigbhP0AAm1T1UIJwQgqEZnT-H5K0uygMOtKgbt7U.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
