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Errar de novo.&lt;br /&gt;Chove lá fora, mas aqui dentro também.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-1576135749477824505?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/1576135749477824505/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/06/rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/1576135749477824505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/1576135749477824505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/06/rain.html' title='rain'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/TBpiH9Zf7iI/AAAAAAAAAeI/NRalBBzwBdQ/s72-c/chuva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-3785671371093291072</id><published>2010-06-15T19:46:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T19:56:10.796-03:00</updated><title type='text'>meu ponto de paz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/TBgE6mQJ7fI/AAAAAAAAAeA/t2ewnyu_ldM/s1600/IMAG0005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/TBgE6mQJ7fI/AAAAAAAAAeA/t2ewnyu_ldM/s400/IMAG0005).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483137951070809586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O teu silêncio não traz paz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-3785671371093291072?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3785671371093291072/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/06/meu-ponto-de-paz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3785671371093291072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3785671371093291072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/06/meu-ponto-de-paz.html' title='meu ponto de paz'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/TBgE6mQJ7fI/AAAAAAAAAeA/t2ewnyu_ldM/s72-c/IMAG0005).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-3680390737543974620</id><published>2010-06-14T18:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:50:36.910-03:00</updated><title type='text'>aqui</title><content type='html'>Aqui e ali, está em todo o lugar. É incrível, estranho enfim...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-3680390737543974620?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3680390737543974620/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/06/aqui.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3680390737543974620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3680390737543974620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/06/aqui.html' title='aqui'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-1842645833047158805</id><published>2010-06-14T09:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T09:59:41.826-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/TBYnbYkZaQI/AAAAAAAAAd4/gxHnzZt4s1Y/s1600/BLOG.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/TBYnbYkZaQI/AAAAAAAAAd4/gxHnzZt4s1Y/s400/BLOG.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482612947775219970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desci e subi as escadas muitas vezes, mas cansei. Fechei a porta e dessa vez, não esqueci de chavear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-1842645833047158805?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/1842645833047158805/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/06/desci-e-subi-as-escadas-muitas-vezes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/1842645833047158805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/1842645833047158805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/06/desci-e-subi-as-escadas-muitas-vezes.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/TBYnbYkZaQI/AAAAAAAAAd4/gxHnzZt4s1Y/s72-c/BLOG.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-5685974098002630298</id><published>2010-06-11T00:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T00:35:39.273-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Just smoke my cigarette and run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/TBGuyR2GIgI/AAAAAAAAAdw/4LQK_a57vvU/s1600/BLOG+(5).bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 334px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/TBGuyR2GIgI/AAAAAAAAAdw/4LQK_a57vvU/s400/BLOG+(5).bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481354400293593602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia espero te reencontrar, numa bem melhor&lt;br /&gt;cada um tem seu caminho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-5685974098002630298?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5685974098002630298/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-smoke-my-cigarette-and-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/5685974098002630298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/5685974098002630298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-smoke-my-cigarette-and-run.html' title='Just smoke my cigarette and run'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/TBGuyR2GIgI/AAAAAAAAAdw/4LQK_a57vvU/s72-c/BLOG+(5).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-359976713267493522</id><published>2010-06-10T19:46:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T19:51:12.992-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/TBFsKDLNEKI/AAAAAAAAAdo/wX-7MRHX6Hs/s1600/DSC01885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/TBFsKDLNEKI/AAAAAAAAAdo/wX-7MRHX6Hs/s320/DSC01885.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481281141393395874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cansei daquele livro idiota.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-359976713267493522?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/359976713267493522/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/06/cansei-daquele-livro-idiota.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/359976713267493522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/359976713267493522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/06/cansei-daquele-livro-idiota.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/TBFsKDLNEKI/AAAAAAAAAdo/wX-7MRHX6Hs/s72-c/DSC01885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-4557489077754375645</id><published>2010-05-30T14:23:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T18:56:01.141-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/TAKhD58BUEI/AAAAAAAAAdg/xHJNVbYCBkU/s1600/DSC00172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/TAKhD58BUEI/AAAAAAAAAdg/xHJNVbYCBkU/s320/DSC00172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477117185300189250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi tantas coisas,a ver além do que se pode ver em um dia normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-4557489077754375645?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4557489077754375645/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4557489077754375645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4557489077754375645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/TAKhD58BUEI/AAAAAAAAAdg/xHJNVbYCBkU/s72-c/DSC00172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-6256577314790689143</id><published>2010-05-24T21:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T22:00:16.494-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Um hora você pode, um hora você jamais poderá, um hora você sonha, um hora tem de acordar. Guria, não se deixe levar, mentiras podem machucar, tudo o que você quer, tudo o que você espera, quem me dera te mostrar. Um outro, um outro lugar, um caminho para acordar..&lt;br /&gt;E se eu me perder, tente me ajudar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esteban&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-6256577314790689143?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6256577314790689143/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/05/um-hora-voce-pode-um-hora-voce-jamais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6256577314790689143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6256577314790689143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/05/um-hora-voce-pode-um-hora-voce-jamais.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-6328051266497638908</id><published>2010-05-16T12:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T12:33:51.846-03:00</updated><title type='text'>absolutamente nada</title><content type='html'>E nada vai fazer voltar&lt;br /&gt;O tempo que eu perdi tentando te falar&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não consigo respirar&lt;br /&gt;Com medo de chorar de ouvir você falar&lt;br /&gt;Não!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-6328051266497638908?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6328051266497638908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/05/absolutamente-nada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6328051266497638908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6328051266497638908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/05/absolutamente-nada.html' title='absolutamente nada'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-2599032131634535260</id><published>2010-05-16T12:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T12:22:45.989-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Teus olhos me mostram o caminho certo, tuas mão o caminho errado. Você faz eu me perder, me encontrar, esquecer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-2599032131634535260?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/2599032131634535260/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/05/teus-olhos-me-mostram-o-caminho-certo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2599032131634535260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2599032131634535260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/05/teus-olhos-me-mostram-o-caminho-certo.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-50687486945794312</id><published>2010-05-16T11:32:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T11:37:59.369-03:00</updated><title type='text'>blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S_ACGMm7sQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/mX33UJ_SV3M/s1600/pp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S_ACGMm7sQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/mX33UJ_SV3M/s320/pp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471875852742144258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu venho e vou como se&lt;br /&gt;não tivesse explicações a serem dadas&lt;br /&gt;Como se não fosse doer,&lt;br /&gt;caso você fosse embora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu venho e vou como se&lt;br /&gt;Me foi dito para fazer assim&lt;br /&gt;E sua presença não seria&lt;br /&gt;algo que eu sentiria falta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então eu venho e vou...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-50687486945794312?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/50687486945794312/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/05/blue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/50687486945794312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/50687486945794312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/05/blue.html' title='blue'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S_ACGMm7sQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/mX33UJ_SV3M/s72-c/pp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-8915711207846156527</id><published>2010-03-20T15:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:20:06.848-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S6URuuzKSfI/AAAAAAAAAco/q9HIS6GmnjY/s1600-h/k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S6URuuzKSfI/AAAAAAAAAco/q9HIS6GmnjY/s320/k.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450782418536122866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poderiam dizer seu nome, poderiam dizer você.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-8915711207846156527?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8915711207846156527/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/poderiam-dizer-seu-nome-poderiam-dizer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/8915711207846156527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/8915711207846156527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/poderiam-dizer-seu-nome-poderiam-dizer.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S6URuuzKSfI/AAAAAAAAAco/q9HIS6GmnjY/s72-c/k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-7295564476088463504</id><published>2010-03-19T20:30:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T20:31:41.727-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordpress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='palavras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esteban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tavares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fora da minha tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='textos'/><title type='text'>http://foradaminhatv.wordpress.com/</title><content type='html'>A: Agora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: Depois…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Depois vai ser diferente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: Se depois fosse óbvio, você não estaria aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:  E se eu for embora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: Não seja tão óbvio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*viciei nas coisas que ele escreve*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-7295564476088463504?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7295564476088463504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/httpforadaminhatvwordpresscom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7295564476088463504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7295564476088463504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/httpforadaminhatvwordpresscom.html' title='http://foradaminhatv.wordpress.com/'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-2725201793848484102</id><published>2010-03-19T15:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T16:06:23.560-03:00</updated><title type='text'>punk and princess!</title><content type='html'>Ok, nem precisa dizer que a minha cara ta super 'tosca', mas eu precisava postar uma foto do dia do show do Esteban. Tipo, eu saí de MOICANO na rua pô, muito punk! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;E a xandinha parecia uma fada, toda delicada do lado da punk aqui! haha Mas a gente curtiu o show! *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S6PKSoUxTMI/AAAAAAAAAbo/A5JZq29o5a0/s1600-h/DSCF0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S6PKSoUxTMI/AAAAAAAAAbo/A5JZq29o5a0/s320/DSCF0361.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450422395459423426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-2725201793848484102?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/2725201793848484102/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/punk-and-princess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2725201793848484102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2725201793848484102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/punk-and-princess.html' title='punk and princess!'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S6PKSoUxTMI/AAAAAAAAAbo/A5JZq29o5a0/s72-c/DSCF0361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-7983570827427667050</id><published>2010-03-16T22:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:40:41.751-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Queria que o tempo passasse; você voou…”&lt;br /&gt;E parece ser sempre assim… as coisas vão antes de você poder tocá-las.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-7983570827427667050?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7983570827427667050/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/queria-que-o-tempo-passasse-voce-voou-e.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7983570827427667050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7983570827427667050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/queria-que-o-tempo-passasse-voce-voou-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-467320101636903911</id><published>2010-03-16T22:15:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:18:17.725-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S6AtqSuygCI/AAAAAAAAAbg/puXIEdZ0AzI/s1600-h/tava3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S6AtqSuygCI/AAAAAAAAAbg/puXIEdZ0AzI/s320/tava3.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449405753724141602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentei esconder, tentei mudar;&lt;br /&gt;Tentei esquecer, tentei apagar;&lt;br /&gt;Tentei te dizer, tentei escutar;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora só me resta parar de tentar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*esteban&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-467320101636903911?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/467320101636903911/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/tentei-esconder-tentei-mudar-tentei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/467320101636903911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/467320101636903911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/tentei-esconder-tentei-mudar-tentei.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S6AtqSuygCI/AAAAAAAAAbg/puXIEdZ0AzI/s72-c/tava3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-6720862925623608652</id><published>2010-03-15T20:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:04:21.735-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S568xq5CS_I/AAAAAAAAAbY/qxeY9nOuNY0/s1600-h/333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S568xq5CS_I/AAAAAAAAAbY/qxeY9nOuNY0/s400/333.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449000160678005746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tava tentando deixar pra lá, mas quase tudu me traz uma lembrança. rá&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-6720862925623608652?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6720862925623608652/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/tava-tentando-deixar-pra-la-mas-quase.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6720862925623608652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6720862925623608652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/tava-tentando-deixar-pra-la-mas-quase.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S568xq5CS_I/AAAAAAAAAbY/qxeY9nOuNY0/s72-c/333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-6296420772717114523</id><published>2010-03-09T21:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:44:06.876-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S5brKLV9V7I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RUKLa_-7vzs/s1600-h/232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S5brKLV9V7I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RUKLa_-7vzs/s400/232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446799359427303346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã é o grande dia. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-6296420772717114523?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6296420772717114523/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/amanha-e-o-grande-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6296420772717114523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6296420772717114523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/amanha-e-o-grande-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S5brKLV9V7I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RUKLa_-7vzs/s72-c/232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-8194305545276093621</id><published>2010-03-05T22:21:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T22:27:09.343-03:00</updated><title type='text'>use somebody</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S5GvPhIN3nI/AAAAAAAAAas/Q_pIKOD4vBg/s1600-h/mulher-praia-a-noite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S5GvPhIN3nI/AAAAAAAAAas/Q_pIKOD4vBg/s400/mulher-praia-a-noite.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445326105593372274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que to sempre esperando uma resposta, talvez uma chance. Mas não vale a pena perder tempo, porque já passou. Me questiono se eu realmente preciso disso?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-8194305545276093621?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8194305545276093621/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/use-somebody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/8194305545276093621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/8194305545276093621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/use-somebody.html' title='use somebody'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S5GvPhIN3nI/AAAAAAAAAas/Q_pIKOD4vBg/s72-c/mulher-praia-a-noite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-1431885051171027884</id><published>2010-03-04T18:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T18:58:13.337-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Só pra recordar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S5As5lQ5qVI/AAAAAAAAAak/usw7sdHivLg/s1600-h/DSC01784-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S5As5lQ5qVI/AAAAAAAAAak/usw7sdHivLg/s400/DSC01784-3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444901317258094930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S5As5cQw2fI/AAAAAAAAAac/c2jI-sm4oMA/s1600-h/DSC01782-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 356px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S5As5cQw2fI/AAAAAAAAAac/c2jI-sm4oMA/s400/DSC01782-2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444901314841598450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-1431885051171027884?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/1431885051171027884/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-pra-recordar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/1431885051171027884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/1431885051171027884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-pra-recordar.html' title='Só pra recordar!'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S5As5lQ5qVI/AAAAAAAAAak/usw7sdHivLg/s72-c/DSC01784-3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-3324577400937053523</id><published>2010-03-04T18:45:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T18:53:23.562-03:00</updated><title type='text'>brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S5ArhMJNTmI/AAAAAAAAAaU/4CxuLG6Mj-U/s1600-h/ceu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S5ArhMJNTmI/AAAAAAAAAaU/4CxuLG6Mj-U/s400/ceu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444899798686453346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu já estava acostumada com idéia, e tava feliz. De início eu fiquei com ciúmes, mas era bobo. Ele ia ouvir fresno, eu ia ensinar ele a jogar futebol, ele ia ter uma banda quando grandre... ia ser divertido. O mais legal ia ser ele me chamando de mana. :(&lt;br /&gt;Mas não era pra ser, mas agora ele ta no céu cuidando de mim e da mãe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-3324577400937053523?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3324577400937053523/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3324577400937053523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3324577400937053523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/brother.html' title='brother'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S5ArhMJNTmI/AAAAAAAAAaU/4CxuLG6Mj-U/s72-c/ceu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-7613777356040320691</id><published>2010-02-20T23:38:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:42:32.255-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S4CPYsgL59I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/9_iByiVU2dA/s1600-h/fsafsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 341px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S4CPYsgL59I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/9_iByiVU2dA/s400/fsafsa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440506004289349586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu consigo vizualizar o quanto eu era chata, estranha e mala. Ainda bem que o tempo passa eas pessoas mudam bastante. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-7613777356040320691?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7613777356040320691/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/hoje-eu-consigo-vizualizar-o-quanto-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7613777356040320691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7613777356040320691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/hoje-eu-consigo-vizualizar-o-quanto-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S4CPYsgL59I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/9_iByiVU2dA/s72-c/fsafsa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-2856286748629952290</id><published>2010-02-19T21:24:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T21:33:26.084-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S38dxMwnnUI/AAAAAAAAAZM/SCC9qHBmN40/s1600-h/nnn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S38dxMwnnUI/AAAAAAAAAZM/SCC9qHBmN40/s320/nnn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440099605962792258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quantas vezes... eu já perdi a conta, mas nunca esqueci, o porque eu não sei e talvez eu nem queira saber. Algumas coisas são meio inevitáveis, mas mesmo assim eu passei por cima e fiz que nem vi nada. Na real eu nem me importo muito, mentira eu me importo um pouquinho só. Se bem que agora não adianta mais porque já passou, mas ainda tem efeito sobre mim, e eu não queria. Eu não sei explicar, e tento não falar. Eu só queria não ser tão confusa em relação a isso, mas sei lá todo mundo passa por isso. E dessa vez prometo que vai ser a ÚLTIMA vez que vou escrever sobre isso, vou guardar isso pra mim até que passe o que eu sinto. Enfim, bola pra frente né!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-2856286748629952290?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/2856286748629952290/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/e-quantas-vezes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2856286748629952290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2856286748629952290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/e-quantas-vezes.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S38dxMwnnUI/AAAAAAAAAZM/SCC9qHBmN40/s72-c/nnn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-4019174776781653883</id><published>2010-02-19T13:16:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T13:36:12.748-02:00</updated><title type='text'>cai fora _|_</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S36rp3RbvCI/AAAAAAAAAY8/XpxxH-t6HhA/s1600-h/DSC01810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S36rp3RbvCI/AAAAAAAAAY8/XpxxH-t6HhA/s400/DSC01810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439974135610194978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, acho que coloquei um fim nisso, eu espero pelomenos que tenha acabado. Então já decidi que não vou olhar pra trás e nem ficar me agarrando no que já aconteceu, pq já passou e não volta mais. Enfim, sei lá, não quero saber como vai ser daqui pra frente. Até porque ninguém aguenta gostar sozinho, fuck off. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S36vkYAf4II/AAAAAAAAAZE/bQDKevNMsUc/s1600-h/Fresno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S36vkYAf4II/AAAAAAAAAZE/bQDKevNMsUc/s400/Fresno.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439978439364829314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresno - Não quero lembrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...E todos esses papéis?&lt;br /&gt;São recordações fiéis&lt;br /&gt;Ou mera lembrança da esperança&lt;br /&gt;De te ver voltar de novo?&lt;br /&gt;Se em todas essas canções&lt;br /&gt;Te chamei nos meus refrões&lt;br /&gt;Não tem mais sentido se o seu ouvido&lt;br /&gt;Só prestar atenção nos outros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, eu não quero lembrar&lt;br /&gt;Que alguém que não te quer&lt;br /&gt;Está ocupando o meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;Não, eu não vim conversar&lt;br /&gt;Só estou te avisando pra você não procurar&lt;br /&gt;Por sentimentos bons ou ruins&lt;br /&gt;Sobre você dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veja o que o tempo faz (Veja o que o tempo faz)&lt;br /&gt;Eu nem te conheço mais (Eu nem te conheço mais)&lt;br /&gt;Eu nem mesmo lembro do exato momento&lt;br /&gt;Em que tive o coração partido&lt;br /&gt;Só lembro do que eu não fiz&lt;br /&gt;De te perder por um triz&lt;br /&gt;E toda essa culpa por não ter desculpa&lt;br /&gt;Por ter jogado fora o seu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, eu não quero lembrar (Não, eu não quero lembrar)&lt;br /&gt;Não, eu não quero lembrar&lt;br /&gt;Não, eu não quero lembrar que te perdi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero lembrar do que eu fui pra você (Eu não quero lembrar)&lt;br /&gt;Uma simples distração pra você esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero lembrar que chegamos ao nosso fim (Eu não quero lembrar)&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero lembrar que eu vou acordar (Eu não quero lembrar)&lt;br /&gt;Sabendo que meus olhos não vão te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero lembrar que tudo acabou pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, eu não quero lembrar que te esqueci&lt;br /&gt;Não, eu não quero lembrar (Vou te esquecer)&lt;br /&gt;Que alguém que não te quer (Não, eu não quero lembrar)&lt;br /&gt;Está ocupando o meu lugar (Vou te esquecer)&lt;br /&gt;Que alguém que não te quer&lt;br /&gt;Está ocupando o meu lugar (Não, eu não quero lembrar)&lt;br /&gt;Está ocupando o meu lugar (Não, eu não quero lembrar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, eu não quero lembrar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-4019174776781653883?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4019174776781653883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/cai-fora.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4019174776781653883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4019174776781653883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/cai-fora.html' title='cai fora _|_'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S36rp3RbvCI/AAAAAAAAAY8/XpxxH-t6HhA/s72-c/DSC01810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-9006561814017767158</id><published>2010-02-19T13:10:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T13:14:43.582-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Anberlin - inevitable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S36qIA6PkgI/AAAAAAAAAY0/WxZ6QDaearc/s1600-h/anberlin_img_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S36qIA6PkgI/AAAAAAAAAY0/WxZ6QDaearc/s320/anberlin_img_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439972454570103298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naive Orleans&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Come and go now as you please  Venha e vá agora, por favor&lt;br /&gt;Your actions write the melodies  Suas ações compõe as melodias&lt;br /&gt;To the songs that we sing  Para as canções que nós cantamos,&lt;br /&gt;And you just sing  E você apenas canta.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And I finally found that life goes on without you  E eu finalmente descobri que a vida continua sem você,&lt;br /&gt;And my world still turns when you're not around  E meu mundo continua girando quando você não está por perto.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Is this the way you want it?  É assim que você quer que seja?&lt;br /&gt;Is this the way it has to be?  É assim que as coisas têm que ser?&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here beside you  Sentado aqui, ao seu lado,&lt;br /&gt;But my heart's lost in New Orleans  Mas meu coração está perdido em Nova Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;Dreams come clever  Sonhos são engenhosos.&lt;br /&gt;Hearts now severed  Corações são separados.&lt;br /&gt;Difference of forever  Diferenças são eternas.&lt;br /&gt;And I am lost there  E eu estou perdido lá.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Come and go now as you please  Venha e vá agora, por favor&lt;br /&gt;Your actions write the melodies  Suas ações compõe as melodias&lt;br /&gt;To the songs that we sing  Para as canções que nós cantamos,&lt;br /&gt;And you just sing along out loud E você apenas canta junto, bem alto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-9006561814017767158?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/9006561814017767158/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/anberlin-inevitable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/9006561814017767158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/9006561814017767158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/anberlin-inevitable.html' title='Anberlin - inevitable'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S36qIA6PkgI/AAAAAAAAAY0/WxZ6QDaearc/s72-c/anberlin_img_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-4345748359194780406</id><published>2010-02-13T23:47:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T23:53:49.227-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S3dWxJAYmII/AAAAAAAAAYs/t38TZyWI29g/s1600-h/luar-743d0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S3dWxJAYmII/AAAAAAAAAYs/t38TZyWI29g/s320/luar-743d0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437910477304273026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expectativas, sempre tenho elas em relação a mesma pessoa. Eu to sempre batendo na mesma tecla. Não aprendo, não esqueço e não entendo... mas na real eu só queria saber o motivo, pra me ver livre desse assunto que não acaba nunca. Só preciso de uma única resposta, apenas isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paris hilton - Stars are blind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-4345748359194780406?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4345748359194780406/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/expectativas-sempre-tenho-elas-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4345748359194780406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4345748359194780406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/expectativas-sempre-tenho-elas-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S3dWxJAYmII/AAAAAAAAAYs/t38TZyWI29g/s72-c/luar-743d0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-807941336959941360</id><published>2010-02-04T18:08:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T18:17:19.808-02:00</updated><title type='text'>idiot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S2sqrrXIeLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/nJcNXQSiiBg/s1600-h/Dock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S2sqrrXIeLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/nJcNXQSiiBg/s400/Dock.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434484305215125682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To com tanta raiva, mas é raiva de mim mesma. Raiva porque ainda me importo com uma coisa que não tem nada a vê, uma coisa que já foi, que não ta mais ao meu alcance. E eu continuo sendo uma ridícula, nem sei porque eu aindo fico assim que droga mesmo. Que inferno, eu acho que fiz o possível mas não foi o suficiente... mas de que adianta se não vale pra nada, sério eu não vou mais me importar, eu não quero mais pensar assim. Só queria que isso parece logo, será que é pedir demais? Tomara que se ferre mesmo. arrrg D: mentira, não quero que se ferre mas, sei lá também, eu não sei de mais nada mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresno - passado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-807941336959941360?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/807941336959941360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/idiot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/807941336959941360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/807941336959941360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/idiot.html' title='idiot'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S2sqrrXIeLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/nJcNXQSiiBg/s72-c/Dock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-1291260781804318225</id><published>2010-02-03T11:57:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T12:03:02.121-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Demi Lovato - Remember December</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S2mB8NC4qFI/AAAAAAAAAYU/s9ZOT3f3hMM/s1600-h/demi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S2mB8NC4qFI/AAAAAAAAAYU/s9ZOT3f3hMM/s320/demi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434017296693110866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lembre-se de Dezembro&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I feel a separation coming on Eu sinto uma separação se aproximando&lt;br /&gt;Cause i know you want to be moving on Porque eu sei que você quer seguir em frente&lt;br /&gt;I wish it would snow tonight Eu desejo que pudesse nevar essa noite&lt;br /&gt;You'd pull me in and avoid a fight Me segure e evite uma briga&lt;br /&gt;Cause i feel Porque eu sinto&lt;br /&gt;A separation coming on Uma separação se aproximando&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Just prove that there is nothing left to try Simplesmente prove que não há mais nada pra tentar&lt;br /&gt;Cause the true, Porque a verdade,&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather we just both deny É que eu queria que nós dois negássemos&lt;br /&gt;You kiss me with those open eyes Você me beija com os olhos abertos&lt;br /&gt;It says so much Isso diz muito,&lt;br /&gt;It's no surprise to you Não é surpresa pra você&lt;br /&gt;But I've got something left inside Mas eu tenho algo guardado pra dizer&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Don't surrender,surrender,surrender Não se renda, renda, renda&lt;br /&gt;Please remember,remember december Por favor se lembre, se lembre de Dezembro&lt;br /&gt;We were so in love back then Estávamos tão apaixonados naquela época&lt;br /&gt;Now you're listening Agora você está ouvindo&lt;br /&gt;To what they say O que eles dizem,&lt;br /&gt;Don't go that way Não vá por aí&lt;br /&gt;Remember,remember,december Lembre-se, Lembre-se de Dezembro&lt;br /&gt;Please remember Por favor, Lembre-se&lt;br /&gt;(don't surrender) (Não se renda)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You said you wouldn't let them change your mind Você disse que não deixaria eles mudarem sua mente&lt;br /&gt;Cause when we're together fire melts the ice Porque quando estamos juntos fogo derrete gelo.&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts are both on overdrive Nossos corações estão hiperativos&lt;br /&gt;Come with me, let's run tonight Venha comigo, vamos correr essa noite&lt;br /&gt;Don't let these memories you left behind Não deixe essas memórias para trás&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Don't surrender,surrender,surrender Não se renda, renda, renda&lt;br /&gt;Please remember,remember december Por favor se lembre, se lembre de Dezembro&lt;br /&gt;We were so in love back then Estávamos tão apaixonados naquela época&lt;br /&gt;Now you're listening Agora você está ouvindo&lt;br /&gt;To what they say O que eles dizem,&lt;br /&gt;Don't go that way Não vá por aí&lt;br /&gt;Remember,remember,december Lembre-se, Lembre-se de Dezembro&lt;br /&gt;Please remember Por favor, Lembre-se&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I remember us together Eu me lembro de nós dois juntos&lt;br /&gt;With a promiss of forever promentendo ficar juntos pra sempre&lt;br /&gt;We can do this Nós podemos fazer isso,&lt;br /&gt;Fight the pressure Lutar contra a pressão&lt;br /&gt;Please remember december Por favor, lembre de Dezembro&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Don't surrender Não se renda&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Don't surrender,surrender,surrender Não se renda, renda, renda&lt;br /&gt;Please remember,remember december Por favor se lembre, se lembre de Dezembro&lt;br /&gt;We were so in love back then Estávamos tão apaixonados naquela época&lt;br /&gt;Now you're listening Agora você está ouvindo&lt;br /&gt;To what they say O que eles dizem,&lt;br /&gt;Don't go that way Não vá por aí&lt;br /&gt;Remember,remember,december Lembre-se, Lembre-se de Dezembro&lt;br /&gt;Please remember Por favor, Lembre-se&lt;br /&gt;(don't surrender) (Não se renda)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-1291260781804318225?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/1291260781804318225/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/demi-lovato-remember-december.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/1291260781804318225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/1291260781804318225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/demi-lovato-remember-december.html' title='Demi Lovato - Remember December'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S2mB8NC4qFI/AAAAAAAAAYU/s9ZOT3f3hMM/s72-c/demi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-9162589257611560300</id><published>2010-02-01T11:02:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T11:12:46.528-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TA TUDU TÃO BOM, SÉRIO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-9162589257611560300?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/9162589257611560300/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/ta-tudu-tao-bom-serio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/9162589257611560300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/9162589257611560300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/ta-tudu-tao-bom-serio.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-6967207893474096095</id><published>2010-01-30T20:25:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T21:08:37.685-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S2S2dByFuxI/AAAAAAAAAYE/MtmNkIZ4-eY/s1600-h/20Horizontes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 353px; height: 353px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S2S2dByFuxI/AAAAAAAAAYE/MtmNkIZ4-eY/s400/20Horizontes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432667660326648594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde quando eu era pequena eu me questionava sobre tantas coisas. O porque eu tinha que passar por várias situações difíceis e mesmo assim eu sempre pensei 'existem pessoas com problemas maiores que esses'. Eu sempre quis pensar positivo, na real eu sempre tento pensar assim e olhar o lado bom das coisas, mas as vezes é difícil.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu agradeço muito por todas as coisas boas que aconteceram e por todos os momentos bons. Pelas pessoas que eu conheci e pelas pessoas que estão do meu lado. Não existe nada melhor do que se sentir segura e protegida em lugar, com pessoas que te amam de verdade e cuidam de mim. Isso se chama família. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S2S7u-AE4-I/AAAAAAAAAYM/WOmra3e0cO0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S2S7u-AE4-I/AAAAAAAAAYM/WOmra3e0cO0/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432673466107356130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu só queria poder fazer mais por ela. :9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-6967207893474096095?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6967207893474096095/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/desde-quando-eu-era-pequena-eu-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6967207893474096095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6967207893474096095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/desde-quando-eu-era-pequena-eu-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S2S2dByFuxI/AAAAAAAAAYE/MtmNkIZ4-eY/s72-c/20Horizontes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-6041202652671216701</id><published>2010-01-30T00:12:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T00:17:54.783-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quero a brisa e aconchego!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-6041202652671216701?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6041202652671216701/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/quero-brisa-e-aconchego.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6041202652671216701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6041202652671216701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/quero-brisa-e-aconchego.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-6246318298131632824</id><published>2010-01-24T13:12:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T13:20:23.714-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1xjr7xGlwI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Vr7LAIvzOWc/s1600-h/3977113288_7390e13151_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1xjr7xGlwI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Vr7LAIvzOWc/s400/3977113288_7390e13151_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430324857131144962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vezes eu queria ter um botão que pudesse desligar a mente, pra parar de pensar. É incrível quando não quero pensar e certas coisas, elas vem sozinhas do nada, e eu não consigo controlar, eu simplismente penso. Parece até uma obsessão, e me sinto estranha em relação a isso, não sei o que aconteceu nem o porque. D: Já se passaram dois anos, e acho muito tempo já era pra ter esquecido de tudo. Mas não. Eu continuo na mesma, sempre. E eu odeio isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'se a gente não der certo eu não to nem ai, ainda vou poder sonhar. Com você não importa se ninguém souber o que aconteceu, tanto faz o que importa é saber que oseu sorriso é meu...'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-6246318298131632824?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6246318298131632824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-vezes-eu-queria-ter-um-botao-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6246318298131632824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6246318298131632824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-vezes-eu-queria-ter-um-botao-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1xjr7xGlwI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Vr7LAIvzOWc/s72-c/3977113288_7390e13151_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-7224595868303282526</id><published>2010-01-23T22:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T22:45:51.127-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1uX9djBmTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/IaeJwcxVW0g/s1600-h/SDC16252-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1uX9djBmTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/IaeJwcxVW0g/s320/SDC16252-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430100857884612914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TENHO MEDO / Valentin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acho que não sei mais como devo agir&lt;br /&gt;quando me sinto assim, alguma coisa aconteceu enquanto eu olhava o teu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;sabe já não sei mais se eu posso me entregar, assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e eu espero que você me entenda, não o tempo todo e nem sobre todas as coisas&lt;br /&gt;mais sobre isso ao menos.&lt;br /&gt;tenho medo, tenho medo, tenho medo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ontem a noite o trem parecia, flutuar sobre os trilhos...&lt;br /&gt;tenho sempre essa sensação quando tudo esta bem demais,&lt;br /&gt;não pude dormir pensando em como você iria reagir, se eu ti dissesi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e eu espero que você me entenda, não o tempo todo e nem sobre todas as coisas&lt;br /&gt;mais sobre isso ao menos...&lt;br /&gt;e eu espero que você me entenda, não o tempo todo e nem sobre todas as coisas&lt;br /&gt;mais sobre isso ao menos...tenho medo, tenho medo, tenho medo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-7224595868303282526?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7224595868303282526/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/tenho-medo-valentin-acho-que-nao-sei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7224595868303282526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7224595868303282526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/tenho-medo-valentin-acho-que-nao-sei.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1uX9djBmTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/IaeJwcxVW0g/s72-c/SDC16252-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-4541727009756176493</id><published>2010-01-23T22:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T22:34:43.960-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1uVHYw35-I/AAAAAAAAAXk/S8L92AdJ3MQ/s1600-h/SDC16108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1uVHYw35-I/AAAAAAAAAXk/S8L92AdJ3MQ/s320/SDC16108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430097729864329186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde pequena eu passo pela mesma situaçõa e sempre acabo chorando, me preocupando. Não entendi porque não me acostumei ainda. D: até porque eu faço a mesma coisa que a minha mãe :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-4541727009756176493?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4541727009756176493/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/desde-pequena-eu-passo-pela-mesma.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4541727009756176493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4541727009756176493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/desde-pequena-eu-passo-pela-mesma.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1uVHYw35-I/AAAAAAAAAXk/S8L92AdJ3MQ/s72-c/SDC16108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-6591354993161525373</id><published>2010-01-20T12:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T12:16:18.490-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tohru'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fruits basket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momiji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kyo'/><title type='text'>Kyo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1cPhZarlXI/AAAAAAAAAXc/i7ZtSsSldd0/s1600-h/kyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 343px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1cPhZarlXI/AAAAAAAAAXc/i7ZtSsSldd0/s400/kyo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428824942251316594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To relendo o Fuits Basket, eo Kyo do signo do gato é o meu preferido! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-6591354993161525373?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6591354993161525373/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/kyo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6591354993161525373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6591354993161525373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/kyo.html' title='Kyo!'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1cPhZarlXI/AAAAAAAAAXc/i7ZtSsSldd0/s72-c/kyo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-1655059421480846123</id><published>2010-01-19T18:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T19:10:25.060-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1YfQKNYE5I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/2Sk2Gfa_jLc/s1600-h/paisagens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1YfQKNYE5I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/2Sk2Gfa_jLc/s400/paisagens.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428560763320538002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinta-se livre!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-1655059421480846123?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/1655059421480846123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/sinta-se-livre.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/1655059421480846123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/1655059421480846123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/sinta-se-livre.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1YfQKNYE5I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/2Sk2Gfa_jLc/s72-c/paisagens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-694009316571352476</id><published>2010-01-18T22:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:50:34.252-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Metro station - Seventeen Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1UBU75vUlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/2gBah1huO5c/s1600-h/Metro%2BStation.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1UBU75vUlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/2gBah1huO5c/s320/Metro%2BStation.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428246385053880914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are young and so am I&lt;br /&gt;And this is wrong&lt;br /&gt;But who am I to judge?&lt;br /&gt;You feel like heaven when we touch&lt;br /&gt;I guess for me this is enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're one mistake from being together&lt;br /&gt;But let's not ask why it's not right&lt;br /&gt;You won't be seventeen forever&lt;br /&gt;And we can get away with this tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are young and I was scared&lt;br /&gt;You're wise beyond your years&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel your heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;You know exactly where to take me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're one mistake from being together&lt;br /&gt;But let's not ask why it's not right&lt;br /&gt;You won't be seventeen forever&lt;br /&gt;And we can get away with this tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will you remember me?"&lt;br /&gt;You ask me as I leave&lt;br /&gt;"Remember what I said?"&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how could I&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how could I forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're one mistake from being together&lt;br /&gt;But let's not ask why it's not right&lt;br /&gt;You won't be seventeen forever&lt;br /&gt;And we can get away with this tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-694009316571352476?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/694009316571352476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/metro-station-seventeen-forever.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/694009316571352476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/694009316571352476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/metro-station-seventeen-forever.html' title='Metro station - Seventeen Forever'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1UBU75vUlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/2gBah1huO5c/s72-c/Metro%2BStation.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-3300205438848589723</id><published>2010-01-18T20:14:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:29:12.941-02:00</updated><title type='text'>To muito forfun hoje *-*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1TgkL9VKEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/K38iD8jQeT0/s1600-h/forfun-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1TgkL9VKEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/K38iD8jQeT0/s320/forfun-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428210363178231874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se a vida gasta em você&lt;br /&gt;Te faz de pano de chão&lt;br /&gt;Fica tranquilo porque nada é em vão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o que se tem a fazer&lt;br /&gt;É relaxar e beber&lt;br /&gt;Trocar uma idéia com os amigos no BG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gastar a onda no céu&lt;br /&gt;E o dinheiro em motel&lt;br /&gt;E lembrar sempre de agradecer por&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo vai virar passado no futuro&lt;br /&gt;E dessa vida não se leva nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade é um fim de tarde olhando o mar,&lt;br /&gt;E a gravidade não te impede de voar&lt;br /&gt;Longe de toda negatividade&lt;br /&gt;A onda boa se propaga no ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boa é se divertir&lt;br /&gt;Lançar mais uma tattoo&lt;br /&gt;Mandar os problemas e geral tomar no cu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou me largar no sofá&lt;br /&gt;Tomar um mate limão&lt;br /&gt;Reflito um pouco e chego a uma conclusão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada brilha mais que a vibe da tua alma&lt;br /&gt;O bem e o amor superam tudo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando o sol invade os olhos&lt;br /&gt;É só pra te lembrar&lt;br /&gt;Que o bom da vida não tem preço&lt;br /&gt;É hora de acordar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade é um fim de tarde olhando o mar&lt;br /&gt;E a gravidade não te impede de voar&lt;br /&gt;Perto de toda positividade&lt;br /&gt;A onda boa se propaga no ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1TeFXZJ5gI/AAAAAAAAAW4/0wCm90oAFWM/s1600-h/gggggggggggg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1TeFXZJ5gI/AAAAAAAAAW4/0wCm90oAFWM/s320/gggggggggggg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428207634648524290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um presente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1Tdk6DJI0I/AAAAAAAAAWw/fm5qTiZTOi4/s1600-h/i%C3%A7%C3%A7%C3%A7%C3%A7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1Tdk6DJI0I/AAAAAAAAAWw/fm5qTiZTOi4/s320/i%C3%A7%C3%A7%C3%A7%C3%A7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428207077015757634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um passado!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-3300205438848589723?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3300205438848589723/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-muito-forfun-hoje.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3300205438848589723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3300205438848589723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-muito-forfun-hoje.html' title='To muito forfun hoje *-*'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1TgkL9VKEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/K38iD8jQeT0/s72-c/forfun-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-110913870600556259</id><published>2010-01-17T15:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T15:27:44.149-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the flames begin - Paramore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1NHsJVbE-I/AAAAAAAAAWo/uxYcBSdt9yU/s1600-h/llll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1NHsJVbE-I/AAAAAAAAAWo/uxYcBSdt9yU/s400/llll.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427760799657169890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a shame we all became such fragile broken things&lt;br /&gt;a memory remains&lt;br /&gt;just a tiny spark&lt;br /&gt;I give it all my oxygen&lt;br /&gt;to let the flames begin, so let the flames begin&lt;br /&gt;oh glory, oh glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how we'll dance when they try to take us down&lt;br /&gt;This is what will be (oh glory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere weakness is our strength&lt;br /&gt;and I'll die searching for it.&lt;br /&gt;Can't let myself regret&lt;br /&gt;Such selfishness&lt;br /&gt;My pain and oh the trouble caused&lt;br /&gt;No matter how long.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that there's hope&lt;br /&gt;buried beneath it all&lt;br /&gt;and hiding beneath it all and&lt;br /&gt;growing beneath it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how we'll dance when they try to take us down&lt;br /&gt;This is how we'll sing (oh)&lt;br /&gt;This is how we'll stand when they burn our houses down&lt;br /&gt;This is what will be oh glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching as I sink down into light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how we'll dance when they try to take us down&lt;br /&gt;This is how we'll sing (oh)&lt;br /&gt;This is how we'll stand when they burn our houses down&lt;br /&gt;This is what will be oh glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-110913870600556259?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/110913870600556259/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/let-flames-begin-paramore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/110913870600556259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/110913870600556259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/let-flames-begin-paramore.html' title='Let the flames begin - Paramore'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1NHsJVbE-I/AAAAAAAAAWo/uxYcBSdt9yU/s72-c/llll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-7013051739081231480</id><published>2010-01-17T15:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T15:22:49.842-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1NHNiwsr5I/AAAAAAAAAWg/5N-6oWT27Qc/s1600-h/passaros1.pb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1NHNiwsr5I/AAAAAAAAAWg/5N-6oWT27Qc/s400/passaros1.pb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427760273906511762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então o tempo passa, mas existe um sentimento que ainda permanece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-7013051739081231480?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7013051739081231480/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/entao-o-tempo-passa-mas-existe-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7013051739081231480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7013051739081231480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/entao-o-tempo-passa-mas-existe-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1NHNiwsr5I/AAAAAAAAAWg/5N-6oWT27Qc/s72-c/passaros1.pb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-461343273163815881</id><published>2010-01-16T21:53:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:10:12.380-02:00</updated><title type='text'>since i don't have you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1JUGJqi9_I/AAAAAAAAAWY/Q5h5zxdcsVA/s1600-h/16feb86antartida600_500.jpgp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1JUGJqi9_I/AAAAAAAAAWY/Q5h5zxdcsVA/s400/16feb86antartida600_500.jpgp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427492965585188850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness and i guess i never will again,when you walked out on me in walked old misery, and she's been her since then i don't have anything since i don't have you yeah,we're fucked !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-461343273163815881?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/461343273163815881/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/since-i-dont-have-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/461343273163815881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/461343273163815881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/since-i-dont-have-you.html' title='since i don&apos;t have you...'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1JUGJqi9_I/AAAAAAAAAWY/Q5h5zxdcsVA/s72-c/16feb86antartida600_500.jpgp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-7727573427313875451</id><published>2010-01-15T23:32:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:40:54.367-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Took my heart to the limit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1EXlJ8BjSI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/saoafOrkjCA/s1600-h/438871664_9e09ac11f1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1EXlJ8BjSI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/saoafOrkjCA/s400/438871664_9e09ac11f1_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427144953048436002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"E eu não quero lembrar do que eu fui pra você&lt;br /&gt;Uma simples distração pra você esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero lembrar que chegamos ao nosso fim&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero lembrar que eu vou acordar&lt;br /&gt;Sabendo que meus olhos não vão te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero lembrar que tudo acabou pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou te esquecer, vou te esquecer!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Parece que o tempo passa, mas algumas coisas nunca mudam.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-7727573427313875451?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7727573427313875451/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/took-my-heart-to-limit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7727573427313875451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7727573427313875451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/took-my-heart-to-limit.html' title='Took my heart to the limit'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1EXlJ8BjSI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/saoafOrkjCA/s72-c/438871664_9e09ac11f1_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-3952396335177521852</id><published>2010-01-15T12:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:31:02.790-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1EWQSTh0eI/AAAAAAAAAWI/OdcWGyo-uuw/s1600-h/jogo_de_luzes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1EWQSTh0eI/AAAAAAAAAWI/OdcWGyo-uuw/s320/jogo_de_luzes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427143495005622754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ontem tava tão legal, na verdade tava MUITO legal. Óbvio que eu não merecia ver e ouvir certas coisas, digamos coisas traumatizantes. Bem traumatizantes D:&lt;br /&gt;Mas foi uma noite divertida, eu entrei no lugar onde eu sempre quis entrar! *_*&lt;br /&gt;Tirando que quase morri de preocupação com a minha prima, mas enfim estou bem viva aqui hoje né e ela também. &lt;br /&gt;O marinha hoje tava super bom, ventinho maroto, chimas com a Xan ea Dessa. Nada como passar a tarde ouvindo essas duas, me divirto. Certo que hoje eu durmo pra sempre! *bjbj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-3952396335177521852?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3952396335177521852/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/ontem-tava-tao-legal-na-verdade-tava.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3952396335177521852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3952396335177521852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/ontem-tava-tao-legal-na-verdade-tava.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1EWQSTh0eI/AAAAAAAAAWI/OdcWGyo-uuw/s72-c/jogo_de_luzes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-6747928006477328772</id><published>2010-01-15T12:09:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T12:17:50.818-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairy Tale - Shaman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1B42LngETI/AAAAAAAAAV4/uVWcABCxKdM/s1600-h/fairy+moon.jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 339px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1B42LngETI/AAAAAAAAAV4/uVWcABCxKdM/s400/fairy+moon.jpeg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426970423208186162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fairy tale / conto de fadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Jesus, salvator mundi "Jesus, salvador do mundo&lt;br /&gt;Tue famuli subveni Tua familia sobreviverá&lt;br /&gt;Quos pretioso sanguine com seu precioso sangue&lt;br /&gt;quos pretioso sanguine com seu precioso sangue&lt;br /&gt;Redemisti" Redimiste"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Fairy lady, who stands on the walls Moça encantada, que espera no muro&lt;br /&gt;Life is short and wait is long A vida é curta e a espera é longa&lt;br /&gt;The stars, away, dim with the dawn... As estrelas, lá longe, esvaem-se com o amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;Fairy lady, who stands on the walls Moça encantada, que espera no muro&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Your tale has only begun Seu conto acaba de iniciar&lt;br /&gt;It comes from far, the Nowhereland Ele vem lá de longe, da Terra de Lugar Nenhum&lt;br /&gt;The wind is blowing a sound well known... E o vento sopra um som bem conhecido&lt;br /&gt;Fairy lady, your love is long gone Moça encantada, seu amor há muito foi embora&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh darling, hear my soul and heed my cry Oh querida, ouça minha alma e cuide do meu choro&lt;br /&gt;Cause all my crying may flood a river in my heart Pois todo meu choro pode inundar um rio no meu coração&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Oh, life is good, "Oh, a vida é boa...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, life is good, Oh, a vida é boa...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, life is good... Oh, a vida é boa...&lt;br /&gt;As good as you wish!" Tão boa quanto você desejar!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pretty lady the horses are back Moça linda, os cavalos estão de volta&lt;br /&gt;Bringing joy and happiness Trazendo prazer e felicidade&lt;br /&gt;But all of a sudden the horses are gone Mas de repente os cavalos se foram&lt;br /&gt;It was only the sound of your heart beat alone E era apenas o som do seu coração batendo sozinho&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh darling, hear my soul and heed my cry Oh querida, ouça minha alma e cuide do meu choro&lt;br /&gt;Cause all my crying may flood an ocean in my heart Porque todo meu choro pode inundar um oceano no meu coração&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh, life is good, Oh, a vida é boa..&lt;br /&gt;Oh life is good, Oh, a vida é boa..&lt;br /&gt;Oh life is good... Oh, a vida é boa...&lt;br /&gt;As good as a kiss! Tão boa quanto um beijo!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh my darling, now I cannot halt my cries Oh minha querida, agora eu não posso conter meu choro&lt;br /&gt;My tears have drowned me Minhas lágrimas me afogaram&lt;br /&gt;And I refuse to realize E me recuso a acreditar&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What's left around me O que resta à minha volta,&lt;br /&gt;It's all so strange, it's all so dark É tudo tão estranho, É tudo tão escuro&lt;br /&gt;I'm alone here Estou completamente só aqui&lt;br /&gt;To mend the peaces of my heart Para juntar os pedaços do meu coração&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Little lady, your tale has an end Moça pequena, seu conto tem um fim&lt;br /&gt;For your love to the skies was sent Seu amado para o céu foi mandado&lt;br /&gt;He's turned into sparks that shine with the stars... Ele se transformou em faíscas que brilham com as estrelas...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;... And by night he will always be there ... E à noite ele sempre estará lá&lt;br /&gt;For his lady to stare Para olhar por sua senhorita&lt;br /&gt;And thus he's never died. E assim ele nunca esteve morto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-6747928006477328772?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6747928006477328772/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/fairy-tale-shaman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6747928006477328772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6747928006477328772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/fairy-tale-shaman.html' title='Fairy Tale - Shaman'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S1B42LngETI/AAAAAAAAAV4/uVWcABCxKdM/s72-c/fairy+moon.jpeg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-3939542469183944842</id><published>2010-01-13T22:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:00:06.382-02:00</updated><title type='text'>quem não concorda que dá vontade de fazer o tempo parar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S05sIzlzWoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/mTGq6XulIw4/s1600-h/jpihjpdfis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S05sIzlzWoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/mTGq6XulIw4/s320/jpihjpdfis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426393499571542658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pôr do sol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S05sIh9kMzI/AAAAAAAAAVo/iCFdyv0k2i8/s1600-h/cuuuu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S05sIh9kMzI/AAAAAAAAAVo/iCFdyv0k2i8/s320/cuuuu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426393494839374642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; momento com meu ídolo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S05sIQP4IvI/AAAAAAAAAVg/WBzNBEnalNQ/s1600-h/%C3%A7%C3%A7%C3%A7%C3%A7%C3%A7%C3%A7%C3%A7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S05sIQP4IvI/AAAAAAAAAVg/WBzNBEnalNQ/s320/%C3%A7%C3%A7%C3%A7%C3%A7%C3%A7%C3%A7%C3%A7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426393490084340466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De tão longe, pra tão perto. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-3939542469183944842?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3939542469183944842/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/quem-nao-concorda-que-da-vontade-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3939542469183944842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3939542469183944842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/quem-nao-concorda-que-da-vontade-de.html' title='quem não concorda que dá vontade de fazer o tempo parar?'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S05sIzlzWoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/mTGq6XulIw4/s72-c/jpihjpdfis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-2492810377848790167</id><published>2010-01-13T01:20:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T01:30:37.100-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*oo*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S00-DYafz_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/6t0uqq5mEs8/s1600-h/naruto1612725816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 147px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S006mEkBTGI/AAAAAAAAAVI/10MtVwBOhRI/s400/espanta_dez.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426057551785577570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquela sensação indescritível quando te vejo, ainda ñ sei porque.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-1527302245277651138?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/1527302245277651138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/aquela-sensacao-indescritivel-quando-te.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/1527302245277651138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/1527302245277651138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/aquela-sensacao-indescritivel-quando-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S006mEkBTGI/AAAAAAAAAVI/10MtVwBOhRI/s72-c/espanta_dez.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-7675306050225260043</id><published>2010-01-13T00:14:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T01:08:27.145-02:00</updated><title type='text'>tanto faz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S004unf8vzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Pv4RH4W33TQ/s1600-h/hhhh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S004unf8vzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Pv4RH4W33TQ/s320/hhhh.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426055499579440946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É por não te ter que agora sei que te quero, e quando achava que não te queria era porque eu não sabia que afinal te tinha. É por não te ter que as músicas se vestem de ti e tocam bem dentro de mim, atirando as nossas lembranças ao ar, fazendo-me assim respirá-las de novo para me sentir perto de ti, agora que não estás aqui. É por não te ter que as minhas mãos agora transpiram, chorando assim a falta que a tua pele me faz. É por não te ter que agora copio para o papel as dores que tenho escritas nas feridas do peito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi por te ter que aprendi a sofrer desta maneira, que me arranca a vida a pouco e pouco. Foi por te ter que me encontrei na pele de um louco. Foi por te ter que dei tudo por certo, quando na verdade já nem te tenho por perto. Foi por te ter que por momentos consegui ver que havia vida lá fora, que o sol brilhava e que o dia existia... É por não te ter que a minha vida morre cá dentro, o sol não mora mais aqui e os dias não passam por mim.&lt;br /&gt;É por não te ter que hoje te digo que sinto a tua falta..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-7675306050225260043?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7675306050225260043/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/tanto-faz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7675306050225260043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7675306050225260043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/tanto-faz.html' title='tanto faz'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S004unf8vzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Pv4RH4W33TQ/s72-c/hhhh.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-4797938644008247426</id><published>2010-01-11T22:37:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:17:28.158-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praia'/><title type='text'>SUMMER :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0vL1ehS20I/AAAAAAAAAUo/0vXDcz-69co/s1600-h/7236praia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0vL1ehS20I/AAAAAAAAAUo/0vXDcz-69co/s320/7236praia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425654295684111170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah, o Verão!&lt;br /&gt;A estação da perdição...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É porque no verão que você faz tudo aquilo que vai contar para os seus netos, bisnetos e tataranetos um dia.&lt;br /&gt;Dormir de cueca, dormir de calcinha: é só no verão!&lt;br /&gt;Viajar para Floripa, para cachoeira, para o balneário: é só no verão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É no verão que o amor floresce.&lt;br /&gt;O amor à preguiça, amor ao sol ou até mesmo o amor a uma sirigaita.&lt;br /&gt;Ou uma dúzia de sirigaitas.&lt;br /&gt;Porque não?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seja otimista brow, é verão.&lt;br /&gt;Vai contar o que para o neto?&lt;br /&gt;Que ficou jogando o play em casa tomando refrigerante quente?&lt;br /&gt;Não, vai contar que pulou na cachoeira, se fartou de sorvete, que dormiu no sol, que não dorme a 2 dias, zuou no luau, comeu churrasco, deu cambalhotas, que esqueceu do protetor e torrou na praia...&lt;br /&gt;Essas coisas que a gente só faz no verão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que é a época mais esperada por todos. Bom, quem não gosta de uma praia, calorzinho, sol, óculos, sorvete, bebidas geladas e aqueles hits de verão que não desgrudam da cabeça da gente. haha&lt;br /&gt;Pois pra mim verão significa DIVERSÃO, é quando ta toda geral de férias só querendo curtir loucamente. Então é isso né, óbvio que com muito , mas MUITO protetor solar fator 100000 até pq não quero ficar mega bronzeada. alias preciso de muito chá gelado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-4797938644008247426?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4797938644008247426/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/summer-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4797938644008247426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4797938644008247426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/summer-d.html' title='SUMMER :D'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0vL1ehS20I/AAAAAAAAAUo/0vXDcz-69co/s72-c/7236praia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-7172097685912676781</id><published>2010-01-08T21:01:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:08:09.139-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0e6Ce0gqAI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-JGrLezU8Wk/s1600-h/noite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0e6Ce0gqAI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-JGrLezU8Wk/s400/noite.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424508827986864130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem teve a idéia de cortar o tempo em fatias,&lt;br /&gt;a que se deu o nome de ano,&lt;br /&gt;foi um indivíduo genial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Industrializou a esperança, fazendo-a funcionar no limite da exaustão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doze meses dão para qualquer ser humano se cansar e entregar os pontos.&lt;br /&gt;Aí entra o milagre da renovação e tudo começa outra vez, com outro número e outra vontade de acreditar que daqui pra diante vai ser diferente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-7172097685912676781?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7172097685912676781/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/quem-teve-ideia-de-cortar-o-tempo-em.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7172097685912676781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7172097685912676781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/quem-teve-ideia-de-cortar-o-tempo-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0e6Ce0gqAI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-JGrLezU8Wk/s72-c/noite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-2538824106067977879</id><published>2010-01-07T18:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T18:24:30.544-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0ZCleXfkiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/-4VB1Pb5Gs8/s1600-h/sonhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0ZCleXfkiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/-4VB1Pb5Gs8/s400/sonhos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424096012788535842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 noites, e continuo sonhando com a mesma pessoa. É um inferno!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-2538824106067977879?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/2538824106067977879/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/4-noites-e-continuo-sonhando-com-mesma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2538824106067977879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2538824106067977879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/4-noites-e-continuo-sonhando-com-mesma.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0ZCleXfkiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/-4VB1Pb5Gs8/s72-c/sonhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-3483729643321240560</id><published>2010-01-05T22:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:29:56.048-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gato'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trem.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alexandra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canoas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0PYdIF0F0I/AAAAAAAAAT4/ZSQp8oR1wdY/s1600-h/gato6_branco_boceja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0PYdIF0F0I/AAAAAAAAAT4/ZSQp8oR1wdY/s320/gato6_branco_boceja.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423416371183884098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lá vem eu com os gatos de novo! *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro acordei de um sonho ridículo, com aquele besta ridículo. ¬¬ Depois recebi a notícia que talvez eu vou ter um brother. OMG!!!!!!! O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As aventuras de Xanda e Fran, hoje minha prima foi oficialmente sequestrada pela minha mãe e minha avó. Foi até Canoas e Sapucaia. Espero que ela tenha gostado. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-3483729643321240560?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3483729643321240560/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/la-vem-eu-com-os-gatos-de-novo-primeiro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3483729643321240560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3483729643321240560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/la-vem-eu-com-os-gatos-de-novo-primeiro.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0PYdIF0F0I/AAAAAAAAAT4/ZSQp8oR1wdY/s72-c/gato6_branco_boceja.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-9185270895947980862</id><published>2010-01-03T17:20:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:22:22.838-02:00</updated><title type='text'>I♥CATS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0DuRlHBF5I/AAAAAAAAATw/KSlQeNj-e6w/s1600-h/varias021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0DuRlHBF5I/AAAAAAAAATw/KSlQeNj-e6w/s400/varias021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422595937140807570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0DuQxywJ4I/AAAAAAAAATo/_4fqhER4khs/s1600-h/gatos+gatos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0DuQxywJ4I/AAAAAAAAATo/_4fqhER4khs/s400/gatos+gatos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422595923365603202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0DuQkwZEMI/AAAAAAAAATg/9ow8x9ijsho/s1600-h/685224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0DuQkwZEMI/AAAAAAAAATg/9ow8x9ijsho/s400/685224.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422595919866040514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0DuQSNElVI/AAAAAAAAATY/SjHPgGGyOj8/s1600-h/315328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0DuQSNElVI/AAAAAAAAATY/SjHPgGGyOj8/s400/315328.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422595914886059346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-9185270895947980862?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/9185270895947980862/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/icats.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/9185270895947980862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/9185270895947980862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/icats.html' title='I♥CATS'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0DuRlHBF5I/AAAAAAAAATw/KSlQeNj-e6w/s72-c/varias021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-3227542017417640113</id><published>2010-01-03T17:16:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:19:46.838-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0Dtx8_vCvI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ldSEhpYZyo4/s1600-h/Music_Tokio_Hotel_004798_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0Dtx8_vCvI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ldSEhpYZyo4/s320/Music_Tokio_Hotel_004798_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422595393796901618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Automática    Automatic&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Automatic! [x2] Automática! (x2)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You're automatic Você é automática&lt;br /&gt;and you're heart is like an engine e seu coração é como um motor&lt;br /&gt;I die with every beat Eu morro com cada batida&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You're automatic Você é automática&lt;br /&gt;and your voice is electric e sua voz é elétrica&lt;br /&gt;Why do I still believe? Por que eu ainda acredito?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's automatic É automática&lt;br /&gt;every word in your letter Cada palavra em sua carta&lt;br /&gt;A lie that makes me bleed Uma mentira que me faz sangrar&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's automatic É automático&lt;br /&gt;when you say things get better quando você diz que as coisas vão melhorar&lt;br /&gt;But they never! Mas elas nunca melhoram!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(chorus) (refrão)&lt;br /&gt;There's no real love in you Não há amor real em você&lt;br /&gt;There's no real love in you Não há amor real em você&lt;br /&gt;There's no real love in you Não há amor real em você&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep loving you? Por que eu continuo te amando?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's automatic É automático&lt;br /&gt;coming cows on a crossroad Carros vindo no cruzamento&lt;br /&gt;They come and go like you Eles vêm e vão como você&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's automatic É automático&lt;br /&gt;watchings faces I don't know Observar rostos que não conheço&lt;br /&gt;Erase the place of you Apagar o lugar que é seu&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's automatic! É automática!&lt;br /&gt;Systematic! Sistemática!&lt;br /&gt;So traumatic! Tão traumática!&lt;br /&gt;You're automatic! Você é automática!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(chorus) (refrão)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Automatic! [x4] Automática! (x4)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Each step you make A cada passo que você dá&lt;br /&gt;Each breathe you take A cada suspiro seu&lt;br /&gt;Your heart Seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Your soul Sua alma&lt;br /&gt;Remote controlled Comandados por controle remoto&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This time feels so sick Dessa vez me sinto tão mal&lt;br /&gt;You're automatic to me... Você é automática para mim...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There's no real love in you Não há amor real em você&lt;br /&gt;There's no real love in you Não há amor real em você&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There's no real love in you [x5] Não há amor real em você (x5)&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep loving you? Por que eu continuo te amando?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Automatic! Automática!&lt;br /&gt;(there's no real) (não há verdadeiro)&lt;br /&gt;Automatic! Automática!&lt;br /&gt;(Love in you) (amor em você)&lt;br /&gt;Automatic! Automática!&lt;br /&gt;(Why do I?) (Por que eu)&lt;br /&gt;Automatic! Automática!&lt;br /&gt;(Keep loving you?) (continuo te amando?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-3227542017417640113?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3227542017417640113/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/automatica-automatic-automatic-x2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3227542017417640113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3227542017417640113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/automatica-automatic-automatic-x2.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0Dtx8_vCvI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ldSEhpYZyo4/s72-c/Music_Tokio_Hotel_004798_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-8099400799998636024</id><published>2010-01-03T16:02:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T16:32:44.155-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0Dif6Zc5uI/AAAAAAAAATI/0CbB4YLSYes/s1600-h/chuva-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0Dif6Zc5uI/AAAAAAAAATI/0CbB4YLSYes/s400/chuva-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422582989233907426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vezes as coisas não fazem sentido na hora, mas depois de algum tempo tu acaba se acostumando a tudu isso. Como eu não vi antes no que tudu isso ia dar, a que ponto eu ia chegar. As vezes eu penso que seria melhor não ter sentido...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-8099400799998636024?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8099400799998636024/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-vezes-as-coisas-nao-fazem-sentido-na.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/8099400799998636024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/8099400799998636024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-vezes-as-coisas-nao-fazem-sentido-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/S0Dif6Zc5uI/AAAAAAAAATI/0CbB4YLSYes/s72-c/chuva-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-7881281322797838178</id><published>2010-01-02T18:36:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T18:39:06.260-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz-uz0R_ROI/AAAAAAAAATA/FkWboQsvR68/s1600-h/coffee_and_cigarettes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz-uz0R_ROI/AAAAAAAAATA/FkWboQsvR68/s400/coffee_and_cigarettes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422244681608021218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os melhores momentos são aqueles em que nos aventuramos :9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-7881281322797838178?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7881281322797838178/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/os-melhores-momentos-sao-aqueles-em-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7881281322797838178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7881281322797838178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/os-melhores-momentos-sao-aqueles-em-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz-uz0R_ROI/AAAAAAAAATA/FkWboQsvR68/s72-c/coffee_and_cigarettes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-5715823834366371923</id><published>2010-01-02T00:35:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:40:56.710-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To tão viciada nos aplicativos! *o*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-5715823834366371923?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5715823834366371923/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-tao-viciada-nos-aplicativos-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/5715823834366371923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/5715823834366371923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-tao-viciada-nos-aplicativos-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-4773546059115000257</id><published>2009-12-31T19:44:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T19:55:51.264-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo novo de novo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz0cfSJptuI/AAAAAAAAASY/vzlV-DhmfVo/s1600-h/DSC053945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz0cfSJptuI/AAAAAAAAASY/vzlV-DhmfVo/s400/DSC053945.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421520850197788386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha vida tomou nova direção. Ou pelo menos, agora eu posso dizer que eu sei para onde estou indo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'E que esse ano novo que vem ai, seje melhor para todos! Positividade pra todo mundo aê!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-4773546059115000257?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4773546059115000257/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/tudo-novo-de-novo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4773546059115000257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4773546059115000257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/tudo-novo-de-novo.html' title='Tudo novo de novo!'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz0cfSJptuI/AAAAAAAAASY/vzlV-DhmfVo/s72-c/DSC053945.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-597158508017532053</id><published>2009-12-30T19:40:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T19:47:17.045-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzvKKbVSLyI/AAAAAAAAASQ/jwoDmlrpKoA/s1600-h/fraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzvKKbVSLyI/AAAAAAAAASQ/jwoDmlrpKoA/s400/fraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421148856955055906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu sempre acabo voltando pro ponto de partida? é um inferno D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-597158508017532053?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/597158508017532053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/porque-eu-sempre-acabo-voltando-pro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/597158508017532053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/597158508017532053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/porque-eu-sempre-acabo-voltando-pro.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzvKKbVSLyI/AAAAAAAAASQ/jwoDmlrpKoA/s72-c/fraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-8350685827609319986</id><published>2009-12-28T12:25:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T12:29:11.782-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Por onde anda o inverno? :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzjAj_HmQ4I/AAAAAAAAASI/MRCi5qp5xkU/s1600-h/DSC053387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzjAj_HmQ4I/AAAAAAAAASI/MRCi5qp5xkU/s400/DSC053387.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420293876011647874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-8350685827609319986?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8350685827609319986/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/por-onde-anda-o-inverno.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/8350685827609319986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/8350685827609319986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/por-onde-anda-o-inverno.html' title='Por onde anda o inverno? :('/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzjAj_HmQ4I/AAAAAAAAASI/MRCi5qp5xkU/s72-c/DSC053387.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-8528021866258124025</id><published>2009-12-27T18:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T18:35:53.885-02:00</updated><title type='text'>miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzfD6v_IbRI/AAAAAAAAASA/fgaMpZ1mcuM/s1600-h/a%C3%A7kfas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzfD6v_IbRI/AAAAAAAAASA/fgaMpZ1mcuM/s400/a%C3%A7kfas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420016090644770066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nunca sei o que esperar do futuro  e isso é o que mais me surpreende. Agente nunca sabe o que vai acontecer, o que vai mudar, quem vai nos deixar e quem vai crescer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-8528021866258124025?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8528021866258124025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/miss-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/8528021866258124025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/8528021866258124025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/miss-you.html' title='miss you'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzfD6v_IbRI/AAAAAAAAASA/fgaMpZ1mcuM/s72-c/a%C3%A7kfas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-9029535640460341984</id><published>2009-12-25T22:12:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:12:36.485-02:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;O que tu espera de 2010? e ah, to com saudades u.u&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;sei lá, que seje melhor que 2009 o.o eu tbm to &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/frran"&gt;pergunta na fé ai brow? :P&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-9029535640460341984?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/9029535640460341984/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspringme_8537.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/9029535640460341984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/9029535640460341984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspringme_8537.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-5734053491302000855</id><published>2009-12-25T22:09:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:09:22.075-02:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;@divineglamour quer o seu corpo. O que você faz diante dessa afirmação?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;vou lá confirmar pra ver se é real? o.o ÇASLDAÇDLA~DL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/frran"&gt;pergunta na fé ai brow? :P&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-5734053491302000855?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5734053491302000855/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspringme_892.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/5734053491302000855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/5734053491302000855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspringme_892.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-2420336312026829619</id><published>2009-12-25T22:08:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:08:47.345-02:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;foi mal  pergunta anonima OHDSUIFHIUSDHFIUS pedro   *-*↓&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;awn capaz, agora que sei que é tu, eu caso *o* hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/frran"&gt;pergunta na fé ai brow? :P&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-2420336312026829619?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/2420336312026829619/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspringme_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2420336312026829619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2420336312026829619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspringme_25.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-4306098107895841778</id><published>2009-12-24T23:30:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T23:30:51.638-02:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;vc é hetero,bi ou gay?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;hetero, mas já fiquei com algumas gurias :P HAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/frran"&gt;ta né? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-4306098107895841778?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4306098107895841778/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspringme_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4306098107895841778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4306098107895841778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspringme_24.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-3165045166717101079</id><published>2009-12-24T14:17:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T14:17:32.882-02:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;pin down ou pin up ?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;pin up ♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/frran"&gt;ta né? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-3165045166717101079?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3165045166717101079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspringme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3165045166717101079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/3165045166717101079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-5977571019916599576</id><published>2009-12-24T03:06:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T03:08:48.484-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzL3LYAOl9I/AAAAAAAAARo/UubqqDVqRho/s1600-h/dfhdshdfh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzL3LYAOl9I/AAAAAAAAARo/UubqqDVqRho/s400/dfhdshdfh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418665076474157010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;existem pessoas, que nunca serão separadas *-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-5977571019916599576?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5977571019916599576/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/5977571019916599576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/5977571019916599576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzL3LYAOl9I/AAAAAAAAARo/UubqqDVqRho/s72-c/dfhdshdfh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-781953147690643511</id><published>2009-12-24T02:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T03:06:13.251-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O tempo passa, e as pessoas mudam de lugar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzL2gR0j-UI/AAAAAAAAARg/7ClLcCAb9q4/s1600-h/mm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzL2gR0j-UI/AAAAAAAAARg/7ClLcCAb9q4/s400/mm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418664336080238914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzL2G4hEgdI/AAAAAAAAARY/vns3PzQPAjQ/s1600-h/gggg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzL2G4hEgdI/AAAAAAAAARY/vns3PzQPAjQ/s400/gggg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418663899790868946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzL2GljjOEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/1MMgcpi3qcE/s1600-h/qqq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzL2GljjOEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/1MMgcpi3qcE/s400/qqq.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418663894700996674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudades de ver eles todas as manhãs. Saudade das risadas, das idiotices, dos abraços, dos conselhos, da conversas, da bagunça, das saídas. Sinto falta do sorriso da Tati, da alegria do Evandro, da risada da Pri, do jeitinho da Betina, das gargalhadas do Gui, a meiguiçe (e o café) da Camila, o abraço da Thais, do roooinc da Sambis, o jeito maroto da Lisi e de muitas outras coisas. Não quero perder tudo isso :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-781953147690643511?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/781953147690643511/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-tempo-passa-e-as-pessoas-mudam-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/781953147690643511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/781953147690643511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-tempo-passa-e-as-pessoas-mudam-de.html' title='O tempo passa, e as pessoas mudam de lugar...'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SzL2gR0j-UI/AAAAAAAAARg/7ClLcCAb9q4/s72-c/mm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-7195555399570179966</id><published>2009-08-14T05:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T05:38:43.136-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"é assim...</title><content type='html'>um universo em que as palavras nunca deixam a solidão sentir-se só..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-7195555399570179966?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7195555399570179966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/e-assim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7195555399570179966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7195555399570179966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/e-assim.html' title='&quot;é assim...'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-4728765332545406255</id><published>2009-08-13T02:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T05:25:27.193-03:00</updated><title type='text'>uma história assim...</title><content type='html'>Um anel e algumas recordações. E o fim que eu dei para esse sentimento que existia  apenas em mim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-4728765332545406255?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4728765332545406255/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/uma-historia-assim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4728765332545406255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4728765332545406255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/uma-historia-assim.html' title='uma história assim...'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-258521546452023434</id><published>2009-08-09T03:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T05:05:28.950-03:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah :D</title><content type='html'>Só hoje fui me dar conta do quanto é bom viver, e ter a idade que eu tenho. Não quero ficar velha e saber que não vou ter o que contar, apenas dizer que não fiz nada, que não me arrisquei, que não fuji, que não me diverti... Quero viver tudo, e não deixar nada escapar, não quero ser alguém triste, eu quero é cada dia sorrir, e sorrir mais do que eu puder. E quando eu estiver mal por qualquer problema que seja, quero esquecer com um sorriso vasto e com uma boa lembrança. Porque não adinta ficar se lamentando por tudo, ficar tiste é tempo perdido. Então, apartir de hoje quero ser diferente, quero estar feliz a cada segundo em que eu ainda respirar, quero viver intensamente de todas as formas possíveis. Só de saber que graças a deus, ele colocou pessoas maravilhosas do meu lado, fez com que eu conhece-se as melhores pessoas do mundo. E é a elas que eu tenho que agradecer a cada sorriso meu, todas essas pessoas que quando for contar histórias vou dizer que estavam do meu lado, nos momentos bons ou ruins, nas horas de sorrir e de chorar. Porque a simplicidade de um momento, de uma lembrança daquele momento mais nada vê, pode ficar pra sempre. Eu sempre vou levar a lembrança da face de todos que já tiveram comigo em algum momento. Todos os abraços, as risadas, as merdas faladas, as palhaçadas, as festas, os shows, os tetos, as lembranças, a expressão de cada um. Por que se não existisse amigos, não sei o que seria da vida não. *o*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sn59bokbazI/AAAAAAAAAQg/6-0jG1nkndY/s1600-h/blog5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sn59bokbazI/AAAAAAAAAQg/6-0jG1nkndY/s200/blog5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367865719572359986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sn59bUKVWaI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Y_ypcmeZGpo/s1600-h/blog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sn59bUKVWaI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Y_ypcmeZGpo/s200/blog2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367865714094201250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sn59bFNbqdI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/fWJuocRkO3I/s1600-h/blog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sn59bFNbqdI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/fWJuocRkO3I/s200/blog3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367865710080666066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu também quero muito poder realizar todos os meus sonhos, eu não quero ter limites, quero poder fazer tudo aquilo que eu tenho vontade. Realilzar as coisas que eu queria desde criança, menos ter um caminhão da coca-cola de natal *o* hihihihi Se bem que ganhei um de brinquedo de presente da minha vó. :D Viajar e poder ter um album imenso de fotos, poder parar os momentos por um segundo. Ver todas as luzes, todos os prédios, quero ir em todos os lugares, mas principalmente Londres, Bordéus e Paris. Ai nem sei porque to escrevendo as minhas vontades, que me deu uma gana de viver sabe, não sei bem como explicar. Acho que to falando essas coisas sem sentido por que eu to muito feliz, to me sentindo livre por um instante. É uma sensação muito estranha, que não tem como descrever omg! Sabe quando você tem vontade de fazer tudo ao mesmo tempo, como naqueles comerciais que você pega um carro, liga na sua música preferida e sai pelas estradas sem rumo, só com apenas uma certeza de que é livre pra fazer o que der vontade. UMA SENSAÇÃO DE LIBERDADE!! D:&lt;br /&gt;Eu não gosto de escrever quando to muito feliz, porque eu escrevo demais. :}&lt;br /&gt;'Só uma dica, se arrependa do que fez mas não deixe nada pra tras, não deixe de fazer o que tem vontade pois dai o arrependimento pode ser maior, e não tem como voltar no tempo pra se fazer o que poderia ter sido feito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sn5-cmjqanI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Gb1rlEfU7Ig/s1600-h/Paris_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sn5-cmjqanI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Gb1rlEfU7Ig/s200/Paris_full.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367866835723774578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sn5-cTkJMFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Tu6TP7nIB3Y/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sn5-cTkJMFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Tu6TP7nIB3Y/s200/blog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367866830625517650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sn5-cFCJHII/AAAAAAAAAQo/X3ZoAolmsrM/s1600-h/blog4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sn5-cFCJHII/AAAAAAAAAQo/X3ZoAolmsrM/s200/blog4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367866826724809858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bjín :* &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sn6C0ErGU6I/AAAAAAAAARA/VqXsl6wi9sY/s1600-h/blooooooooooooog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 84px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sn6C0ErGU6I/AAAAAAAAARA/VqXsl6wi9sY/s200/blooooooooooooog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367871636991529890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cobra starship - good girls, go bad ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-258521546452023434?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/258521546452023434/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-hoje-fui-me-dar-conta-do-quanto-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/258521546452023434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/258521546452023434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-hoje-fui-me-dar-conta-do-quanto-e.html' title='yeah :D'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sn59bokbazI/AAAAAAAAAQg/6-0jG1nkndY/s72-c/blog5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-4697884796560256743</id><published>2009-08-08T06:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T06:34:37.432-03:00</updated><title type='text'>qual década seria perfeita para você?</title><content type='html'>anos 80&lt;br /&gt;vc ama coisas coloridas, adora um bom teclado com sintetizador acoplado, eh super rebelde, ama dançar e eh bem divertida!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-4697884796560256743?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4697884796560256743/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/qual-decada-seria-perfeita-para-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4697884796560256743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4697884796560256743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/qual-decada-seria-perfeita-para-voce.html' title='qual década seria perfeita para você?'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-2016042569217770701</id><published>2009-08-08T05:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T06:07:11.942-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ééééé</title><content type='html'>Sou burra, e acho que vou continuar assim pra sempre. :/&lt;br /&gt;então que se foda o resto, principalmente aquele merda, ea aquela gente ridicula que não tem o que fazer da vida, lixo. :@@@@@@@@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-2016042569217770701?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/2016042569217770701/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/eeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2016042569217770701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2016042569217770701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/eeeee.html' title='ééééé'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-7684927264695505049</id><published>2009-08-05T12:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T12:43:07.636-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SnmnlhRHeMI/AAAAAAAAAQI/lXsI-kv5ew4/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SnmnlhRHeMI/AAAAAAAAAQI/lXsI-kv5ew4/s400/22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366504694015817922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho que seguir enfrente, o que passou não volta mais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-7684927264695505049?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7684927264695505049/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/tenho-que-seguir-enfrente-o-que-passou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7684927264695505049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7684927264695505049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/tenho-que-seguir-enfrente-o-que-passou.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SnmnlhRHeMI/AAAAAAAAAQI/lXsI-kv5ew4/s72-c/22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-2213103172781779248</id><published>2009-08-03T16:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:45:10.854-03:00</updated><title type='text'>podem ser</title><content type='html'>E como tantas outras vezes, eu hoje desisto de tentar, desisto de tudo, de todas as coisas. Parece que quando tento olhar pra frente algo me puxa pra trás. Quanto mais eu tento esquecer, as lembranças parecem voltar só pra me ferir. Tento sorrir, mas por dentro as lágrimas não param de cair. Quando as pessoas me veêm sorrindo achando que estou feliz, não sabem que as vezes finjo um sorriso para transparecer que estou bem. Mas eu finjo, daí vem a vontade de me isolar em um cantinho com sol, papel e canetas. Isso faz com que eu me sinta melhor já que eu não sei falar, mas pra que encomodar as pessoas com meus problemas e minhas frases gaguejadas. Até parece que tenho medo de falar. Me perguntam, mas eu não tenho as respostas. Uma vez um amigo me disse, como tu vai ser feliz sem falar o que sente e demonstrar.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre tento me esconder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cine - chamada perdida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-2213103172781779248?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/2213103172781779248/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/podem-ser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2213103172781779248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2213103172781779248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/podem-ser.html' title='podem ser'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-5452641330383427048</id><published>2009-08-02T16:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:11:03.703-03:00</updated><title type='text'>aaaarrrrrrrrg :/</title><content type='html'>Não sei o por que de cuidar da vida alheia. Tipo, eu não sou ninguém sabe, e tem gente que por incrível que pareça fala de mim, sabe da minha vida. E cara não sei por que se eu nem sou pop, minha vida é um tédio e não tem nada de emocionante. Mas sempre tem uma pra ficar falando, sabe o que eu faço, dos caras que eu já fiquei, as vezes até aumentam as histórias. E de boa isso me deixa muito irritada e revoltada. Eu acho assim, eu sei que é tri normal ficar sabendo da vida dos outros, mas acho que as coisas que são faladas e comentadas tem um LIMITE. Ficar mentindo, inventando por cima do que se sabe acho que isso nem tem um porquê. As vezes acaba até prejudicando a pessoa que é falada, alguém te conta algo que não existe e quem não te conhece acredita e acaba te julgando. deveria ser cada um na sua, mas enfim nunca vai ser assim por que sempre vai ter alguém falando da sua vida mesmo que você não seja importante, famoso, pop, bonito, feio ou legal. As vezes eu finjo que nem escuto. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SnYbsNVOEkI/AAAAAAAAAQA/qu6NwZnMvfs/s1600-h/eye01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SnYbsNVOEkI/AAAAAAAAAQA/qu6NwZnMvfs/s200/eye01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365506452365382210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pirulito no olho de quem inventa histórias da vida alheia. ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sex pistols - anarchy in the uk :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-5452641330383427048?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5452641330383427048/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/aaaarrrrrrrrg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/5452641330383427048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/5452641330383427048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/aaaarrrrrrrrg.html' title='aaaarrrrrrrrg :/'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SnYbsNVOEkI/AAAAAAAAAQA/qu6NwZnMvfs/s72-c/eye01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-8842650118750337693</id><published>2009-08-01T23:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:36:25.718-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu nasci na época errada. :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SnT1CqwQnRI/AAAAAAAAAP4/zILU5Ywpe3o/s1600-h/PARA+O+BLOG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SnT1CqwQnRI/AAAAAAAAAP4/zILU5Ywpe3o/s400/PARA+O+BLOG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365182482290351378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se minha alma não se apossou de outros corpos, nasci na época errada. Queria ter vivido na época dos pistols, e poder me vestir como a Cyndi Lauper. Eu vejo e ouço como uma conservadora. Eu rejeito valores e a moda séculovinteum. Tenho espírito velho sob essa carcaça que insistiu em nascer na era dos computadores e do funk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LDF*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-8842650118750337693?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8842650118750337693/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/eu-definitivamente-nasci-na-epoca.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/8842650118750337693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/8842650118750337693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/eu-definitivamente-nasci-na-epoca.html' title='Eu nasci na época errada. :('/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SnT1CqwQnRI/AAAAAAAAAP4/zILU5Ywpe3o/s72-c/PARA+O+BLOG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-8042548544834448976</id><published>2009-07-29T06:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T06:53:35.422-03:00</updated><title type='text'>e como né ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SnAYXhAZSmI/AAAAAAAAAPo/GmWWwMWjlCI/s1600-h/lindseloucos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SnAYXhAZSmI/AAAAAAAAAPo/GmWWwMWjlCI/s400/lindseloucos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363813948474346082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SnAYX0AJyoI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OmdSTtep_v8/s1600-h/nnzin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SnAYX0AJyoI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OmdSTtep_v8/s400/nnzin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363813953573603970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o teu sorriso, a tua voz, teu sotaque, teu abraço, suas mãos, sua risada tudo real agora. Não podia deixar de dizer o quanto eu sonhei um dia em poder te abraçar e te ver Thais. Ainda não acredito que eu almocei contigo, te levei pra redenção, que a gente estava na skins juntas, que andamos de mãos dadas pelo centro de Porto alegre, que fomos pro gasômetro, que tiramos fotos, que rimos, choramos, que eu te maquiei, que fiz chapinha na tua franja, andamos de trem, que vi a tua cara de nervosinha na frente do predio do insane, que  andamos de gangorra, que ouvi os teus gritos e da núbia, sua careta de peixe, vocês duas eo algodão doce. Eu ainda não acredito que por dias tu esteve tão perto de mim. Eu queria poder te entrado dentro da tua mala e ido junto contigo pra Belo Horizonte, pena que eu não sou do tamanho da pucca que tu me deu :( Mas agora eu sei que essa longa distância que nos separa não vai me empedir de te ver de novo. Te amo muito amiga, e obrigada por ter me feito tão feliz nesses 10 dias, foram inesquecíveis. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-8042548544834448976?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8042548544834448976/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/e-como-ne.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/8042548544834448976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/8042548544834448976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/e-como-ne.html' title='e como né ♥'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SnAYXhAZSmI/AAAAAAAAAPo/GmWWwMWjlCI/s72-c/lindseloucos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-7897112476663630079</id><published>2009-07-28T03:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T03:57:39.789-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'nossas vidas, nossos sonhos tem o mesmo valor... '&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-7897112476663630079?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7897112476663630079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/nossas-vidas-nossos-sonhos-tem-o-mesmo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7897112476663630079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7897112476663630079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/nossas-vidas-nossos-sonhos-tem-o-mesmo.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-4354327802483682097</id><published>2009-07-28T03:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T03:56:20.200-03:00</updated><title type='text'>então hellboy :}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sm6g2ZhXWhI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/V4Z5PYkYl5Q/s1600-h/kelly+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sm6g2ZhXWhI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/V4Z5PYkYl5Q/s400/kelly+(1).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363401062669048338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessas últimas semanas eu tenho andado tão confusa. Meio sem rumo sei lá, to me sentindo estranha ultimamente. :/ Eu queria poder ser forte e enfrentar tudo de frente, o tempo todo. Mas já guardo coisas demais dentro de mim e as vezes é como se eu caísse, eu também posso ser fraca e posso precisar da ajuda de alguém que me dê a mão, acho que vou ficar louca. As coisas mudam derrepente, quando eu menos espero o jogo vira, tão do nada. Coisas que eu nunca pensei que aconteceriam, aconteceram. E eu não estou sabendo como lidar com essa nova fase. Uma hora tenho raiva de tudo e de todos, e quando vê eu to tão de boa. Hoje depois que cheguei do aeroporto, cheguei com uma determinação, disposta a mudar, eu não quero mais ser assim. Dividida, confusa, desastrada, idiota, burra, eu não quero mais. Não quero mais perder meu tempo com coisas e pessoas que não valem a pena, nem descutindo, julgando as pessoas, ou com sentimentos ridículos.  Quero ficar bem, bem com tooooodas as pessoas, aliás com as pessoas que quiserem ficar de bem comigo, óbvio ¬¬ .&lt;br /&gt;A página foi virada, e hoje coloquei um fim em tudo, fim na fran boba, não sei se vou conseguir mas quero tentar pelomenos. Quero só ficar bem, nem que seja um pouquinho. Aliás tenho que ser realista pô, por os pés no chão e deixar de ser avoada né, acho que ta na hora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*quero parar de escrver essas coisas, arrg :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-4354327802483682097?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4354327802483682097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/entao-hellboy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4354327802483682097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4354327802483682097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/entao-hellboy.html' title='então hellboy :}'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sm6g2ZhXWhI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/V4Z5PYkYl5Q/s72-c/kelly+(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-1621203961863357892</id><published>2009-07-27T04:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T04:42:08.877-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sm1aJMsmMpI/AAAAAAAAAPI/qwrFrHt63i4/s1600-h/fraaaaaaaaan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sm1aJMsmMpI/AAAAAAAAAPI/qwrFrHt63i4/s400/fraaaaaaaaan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363041845341729426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-1621203961863357892?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/1621203961863357892/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/1621203961863357892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/1621203961863357892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sm1aJMsmMpI/AAAAAAAAAPI/qwrFrHt63i4/s72-c/fraaaaaaaaan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-4453637475791355677</id><published>2009-07-27T04:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T04:33:58.726-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pela Sá &lt;3</title><content type='html'>No final das contas você não vai achar quem você estava procurando, mas sim quem estava procurando por você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minha amiga poeta, lind. *---------------*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-4453637475791355677?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4453637475791355677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/pela-sa-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4453637475791355677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/4453637475791355677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/pela-sa-3.html' title='Pela Sá &lt;3'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-2804682634502915672</id><published>2009-07-20T17:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T17:50:09.490-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SmTYXXRTraI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Q3-3xunoWaY/s1600-h/MONGOLONA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SmTYXXRTraI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Q3-3xunoWaY/s400/MONGOLONA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360647352372932002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e mesmo tu tentando se afastar de mim, eu quero que tu fique perto, porque eu gosto da tua presença.&lt;br /&gt;-Foi além do que eu imaginava ouvir, eu precisava. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fermo - o fim. :T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-2804682634502915672?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/2804682634502915672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/e-mesmo-tu-tentando-se-afastar-de-mim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2804682634502915672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2804682634502915672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/e-mesmo-tu-tentando-se-afastar-de-mim.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SmTYXXRTraI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Q3-3xunoWaY/s72-c/MONGOLONA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-6284470253078064562</id><published>2009-07-20T16:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:36:24.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SmTHF8QD4VI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sbOdxKCLK34/s1600-h/oooooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SmTHF8QD4VI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sbOdxKCLK34/s400/oooooo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360628361364496722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde estão meus sentidos, meus pensamentos, minha mente? Em busca da luz, mas só vejo sombras em volta, então eu vou. Não quero mais ter que fazer escolhas, eu não quero porque isso me faz sentir mal. Eu me sinto como se não me importase com os sentimentos das pessoas, eu quero acreditar mas é tão difícil. Preciso sair, fugir pra longe, por um caminho que ninguém conhece e estar sozinha apenas com as palavras que querem sair de mninha boca. As quais eu não me permito falar. Me sinto estranha e frágil por não conseguir dizer que te amo. Mas não quero dizer, e não quero aceitar que isso é tão verdade. Eu preciso tanto, preciso que não haja sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artist vs poet / 8-14&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-6284470253078064562?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6284470253078064562/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/onde-estao-meus-sentidos-meus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6284470253078064562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/6284470253078064562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/onde-estao-meus-sentidos-meus.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SmTHF8QD4VI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sbOdxKCLK34/s72-c/oooooo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-7123757642474648520</id><published>2009-07-20T16:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:13:53.108-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SmTB6sqsaKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/YIuoGYGx0yo/s1600-h/passaros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SmTB6sqsaKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/YIuoGYGx0yo/s400/passaros.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360622670644537506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O tempo passa devagar, os móveis trocam de lugar e tudo o que eu planejei foi embora com você, levou tudo de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Quando você estava aqui, tudo era mais lindo e doce e agora que você fugiu nada mais faz sentido...&lt;br /&gt;Quando você voltar não venha me procurar. Devolva o brilho dos meus olhos, devolva minhas lembranças e tudo o que vivemos, e tudo aquilo que sonhamos, eu odeio ter que aceitar. Tantas cartas te escrevi sem te enviar, quantas canções eu fiz pra te mostrar mas você não estava aqui, você não veio me abraçar &lt;br /&gt;e mesmo assim não desisto de te esperar. " (13.03.2009)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-7123757642474648520?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7123757642474648520/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-tempo-passa-devagar-os-moveis-trocam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7123757642474648520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7123757642474648520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-tempo-passa-devagar-os-moveis-trocam.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SmTB6sqsaKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/YIuoGYGx0yo/s72-c/passaros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-5314972723975030694</id><published>2009-07-19T01:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T02:00:15.285-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ai que merdão véio :S</title><content type='html'>PORQUE EU NÃO POSSO ESCOLHER, POR QUE? QUE POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRA! _|_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-5314972723975030694?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5314972723975030694/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/ai-que-merdao-veio-s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/5314972723975030694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/5314972723975030694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/ai-que-merdao-veio-s.html' title='ai que merdão véio :S'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-7030686783575336870</id><published>2009-07-18T12:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:47:32.194-03:00</updated><title type='text'>my sacrifice</title><content type='html'>As vezes eu acho que me esforço demais pra ver as pessoas felizes, pra ve-las sorrindo. Mas quase sempre acabo sacrificando algumas coisas pra fazer isso, pode fazer bem a quem recebe mas a mim nem sempre me deixa feliz. E acabo nem me importando se eu estou bem ou não, porque no momento quero fazer as pessoas felizes.&lt;br /&gt;Mas parei pra pensar se algumas dessas pessoas valem apena por tudo que eu tento fazer de melhor pra elas. Será que vale apena eu deixar de sorrir pra fazer alguém sorrir? E a pergunta que mais me tortura, será que essas pessoas vão um dia reconhecer tudo o que eu fiz por elas? Mas acho que talvez eu nem gostaria de saber a resposta, eu só gostaria de não ser mais assim, queria aprender a pensar mais em mim do que nos outros. Enquanto espero por isso, ainda vai me ver naquele canto sentada até que...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-7030686783575336870?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7030686783575336870/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-sacrifice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7030686783575336870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/7030686783575336870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-sacrifice.html' title='my sacrifice'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-5933554066811029256</id><published>2009-07-12T06:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T06:38:50.154-03:00</updated><title type='text'>dia 11</title><content type='html'>Tudo anda tão perdido pra mim, não existem mais pensamentos, nem palavras para explicar, vou calar, continuar em silêncio como sempre fiz. Mas só quero que não esqueça, que a lembrança do seu abraço é o que me faz continuar. mV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SlmvC0eGNII/AAAAAAAAAOI/-Qb8hxhzg-0/s1600-h/IMAG0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SlmvC0eGNII/AAAAAAAAAOI/-Qb8hxhzg-0/s400/IMAG0016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357505694713394306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-5933554066811029256?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5933554066811029256/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/dia-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/5933554066811029256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/5933554066811029256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/dia-11.html' title='dia 11'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/SlmvC0eGNII/AAAAAAAAAOI/-Qb8hxhzg-0/s72-c/IMAG0016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-1429192053215319625</id><published>2009-07-07T03:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T03:49:14.586-03:00</updated><title type='text'>rascunho de uma carta não entregue .-. (uma parte)</title><content type='html'>Como eu queria que as coisas tivessem sido diferentes, mas tu seguiu outro caminho, pena que pra tão longe de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Todo esse tempo eu fingi não saber o que era, tentei negar, esconder mas não deu muito certo essa história  de mentir pra mim mesma, foi ficando cada&lt;br /&gt;vez mais tenso pra mim, e eu não sabia como lidar com isso e até hoje não aprendi.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que eu poderia fazer pra mudar tudo isso? Nada, não há nada a fazer mesmo, até porque fiz tudo o que estava ao meu alcance, ou não, ai nem sei mais&lt;br /&gt;o que te dizer, deus! Eu sei que nada vai mudar, eu cansei de saber sobre o que não vai mais voltar e isso não me faz nada bem, mas pelomenos sei&lt;br /&gt;que algum dia a gente teve algo em comum.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que tu ta lendo e não entendendo nada mesmo, porque quando se trata de ti eu nunca sei como explicar as coisas eu perco as palavras e quando elas&lt;br /&gt;se misturam eu me confundo mais ainda, eu não consigo me expressar, mas a única coisa que eu sei é que eu não queria me afastar de ti, mas sei que outra &lt;br /&gt;pessoa deve estar cuidando de ti ou vai cuidar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-1429192053215319625?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/1429192053215319625/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/rascunho-de-uma-carta-nao-entregue-uma.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/1429192053215319625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/1429192053215319625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/rascunho-de-uma-carta-nao-entregue-uma.html' title='rascunho de uma carta não entregue .-. (uma parte)'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-2295734239002034172</id><published>2009-07-04T15:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T15:33:09.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'>(11.06.09)</title><content type='html'>"Quando algumas coisas estão dando  certo, parece que todas as outras dão errado. Como se tudo fosse indiferente, inexistente...&lt;br /&gt;e vendo as pessoas que passam por mim, eu tenho que passar por cima dos meus sonhos, quando o mundo conspira contra mim.&lt;br /&gt;As folhas são despedaçadas e levadas pela chuva, o tempoporal da aflição quando os relógios param, e o instante para com você.&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto as luzes se apagam o meu vazio segue com a noite, destruindo a solidão, destruindo a ignorância de amar, a ignorância que acha que ama...&lt;br /&gt;quando fiz juras para esperar-te, não sei se hoje posso cumpri-las. Pois esperei por você até hoje mas você não chegou, andei pelos desertos&lt;br /&gt;da imensidão mas tu não estava lá, caminhei pelas ruas da solidão mas não te vi passar, fui em muitos lugares, andei por todos os cantos e ainda&lt;br /&gt;assim não vi você, você não chegou...&lt;br /&gt;Depois de tanto seguir sem rumo, desisti. desisti das promessas, desisti das juras, desisti de entregar minha alma para ti. &lt;br /&gt;Não te vi, te perdi por algum caminho, eu sei que você foi embora de mim mas é como se eu te sentisse aqui ainda, aqui dentro dos meus pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;Mas talvez se você chegar, pode não ser tarde demais." (11.06.09)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-2295734239002034172?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/2295734239002034172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/110609.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2295734239002034172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2295734239002034172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/110609.html' title='(11.06.09)'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-2039575508207501750</id><published>2009-07-03T19:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:00:19.611-03:00</updated><title type='text'>again as in a dream *-*</title><content type='html'>artist vs poet - 814, foi a música que eu ouvi logo depois de te dar tchau. &lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que tu não lembre ou não queira lembrar, eu não me importo nem um pouco, porque pelomenos vou ter uma lembrança muito boa sobre ti.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada por essa lembrança, eu queria muito. *n&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-2039575508207501750?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/2039575508207501750/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/artist-vs-poet-814-foi-musica-que-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2039575508207501750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2039575508207501750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/07/artist-vs-poet-814-foi-musica-que-eu.html' title='again as in a dream *-*'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1833755398947789607.post-2905565769750187053</id><published>2009-06-18T05:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T05:54:55.329-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartas pra você .-.</title><content type='html'>" Já não sei o número de coisas que eu já escrevi pra ti, mas eu não tenho coragem de te entregar e o pior de tudo, é que sou covarde de esconder todas essas coisas, nem ao menos pra ti olhar nos olhos e dizer o que se passa.&lt;br /&gt;Queria te dizer tantas coisas, mas tenho medo de te encarar, respirar fundo e falar as palavras que estão guardadas dentro de mim sobre ti.&lt;br /&gt;Mas cansei de negar o quanto eu queria te ter por mais uma única vez, te abraçar forte, sentir o seu cheiro, as suas mãos , queria ver você sorrir mais uma vez pra mim, ouvir as besteiras que você sempre fala. Gosto de você de um modo tão intenso e forte, que eu não sei nem como explicar, nem a mim mesma. Mas você não sabe, e talvez nem venha a saber, até porque o que mais me assusta nisso tudo seria sua resposta e sua reação. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*também já cansei de escrever a mesma merda sempre, vai se ferrar _|_ q, raiva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1833755398947789607-2905565769750187053?l=breaking-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/feeds/2905565769750187053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/06/cartas-pra-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2905565769750187053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1833755398947789607/posts/default/2905565769750187053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breaking-f.blogspot.com/2009/06/cartas-pra-voce.html' title='Cartas pra você .-.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296824956067352595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0p0lVdNGKY/Sz6tWq-9nTI/AAAAAAAAASg/q_RkCN1Dw3M/S220/neeeeido.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
