<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:40:24.706+01:00</updated><title type='text'>- Quebrem o círculo vicioso</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-4595976930883344724</id><published>2011-12-22T11:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T11:58:32.066+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FI6PwDKjb8/TTAKp8vgSxI/AAAAAAAAAnU/MVusBLSx-rc/s1600/menina_na_chuva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;float: left; 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"Metade mim e o que grito, e a outra metade e silencio, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que a mulher que eu amo se sinta amada mesmo distante!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-6372019074734763986?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/6372019074734763986/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=6372019074734763986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6372019074734763986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6372019074734763986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2011/07/metade-mim-e-o-que-grito-e-outra-metade.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-4117826454611416666</id><published>2011-07-26T15:25:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T15:58:48.847+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tumblr.com/photo/1280/7917720845/1/tumblr_loq00jW62v1qhsywu" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;float: left; 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"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;Há tanto para falar-lhe, para mostrar, para saber de ti, para viver com você!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Queria eu poder estar presente em suas descobertas, queria eu poder estar ao seu lado nos momentos alegres e tristes, querida segurar sua mão na decolagem contemplar o frio na barriga sentir sua mão fria pelo nervosismo e ansiedade que lhe cercam no pouso em um lugar lindo. Sabe te ligar para dizer o quanto a amo, te ver sorrir, dormir, acordar tudo seria perfeito.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Depois de sua partida vivo em dias preto e branco.. As pessoas que me faziam sorrir hoje não conseguem um pequeno riso. Mais o lamento já não cabe a mim, acabou, ... acabooou... e já não sei se luto por você ou se lhe deixo ir.. deixo ir um pouco a cada manhã, deixo ir com o vento a cada dia mais distante mais longe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Que merda está acontecendo? Como pude perde-la?? E como dói tanto a dor da perda cada dia mais...!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu quero gritar ao mundo tanta dor.. Mas, já não posso&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-4117826454611416666?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/4117826454611416666/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=4117826454611416666&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/4117826454611416666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/4117826454611416666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2011/07/ha-tanto-para-falar-lhe-para-mostrar.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-8421905620558826223</id><published>2011-07-14T03:52:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T03:59:05.384+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSZf2-H5tTRSV5FiX9g-Z-OcgIHHF6ddsFVUCUBaA8r1HzLRxr_" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 196px;" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSZf2-H5tTRSV5FiX9g-Z-OcgIHHF6ddsFVUCUBaA8r1HzLRxr_" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Já não consigo abrir a boca na tentativa de dizer-te algo sem que as lagrimas falem por mim'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-8421905620558826223?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/8421905620558826223/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=8421905620558826223&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8421905620558826223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8421905620558826223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2011/07/ja-nao-consigo-abrir-boca-na-tentativa.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-2589532860033034875</id><published>2011-07-07T17:10:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T17:16:12.811+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSrw-D2yT_JGNujnPMONgz1n6077oKb88HYRA5b-GcNJWTt8fgxag" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 275px;" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSrw-D2yT_JGNujnPMONgz1n6077oKb88HYRA5b-GcNJWTt8fgxag" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;'... Como é difícil acordar calado&lt;br /&gt;Se na calada da noite eu me dano&lt;br /&gt;Quero lançar um grito desumano&lt;br /&gt;Que é uma maneira de ser escutado&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;Esse silêncio todo me atordoa&lt;br /&gt;Atordoado, eu permaneço atento...'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;C.B&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-2589532860033034875?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/2589532860033034875/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=2589532860033034875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/2589532860033034875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/2589532860033034875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-7656154742088256365</id><published>2011-06-21T04:21:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T04:28:41.231+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bPR_XC0vMw0/S9B_51gzpQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/V7vNUjkt1PQ/s1600/janela.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bPR_XC0vMw0/S9B_51gzpQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/V7vNUjkt1PQ/s1600/janela.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu ando tão cançada de tudo, eu ando tão fora de mim que nada mais me abala, mais as pessoas que me rodeiam ainda são as mesmas, não enxergam um palmo alem de seus próprios olhos.&lt;div&gt;Isso é triste, hoje uso o seguinte FODA-SE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-7656154742088256365?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/7656154742088256365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=7656154742088256365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7656154742088256365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7656154742088256365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-ando-tao-cancada-de-tudo-eu-ando-tao.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bPR_XC0vMw0/S9B_51gzpQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/V7vNUjkt1PQ/s72-c/janela.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-3297974515616647557</id><published>2011-05-28T03:31:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T03:45:54.328+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldlk55TaAv1qek1i3o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldlk55TaAv1qek1i3o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nem choro, nem sorriso, nem gosto ou cor... levando para onde eu não sei, so a dor e angustia me fazem companhia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-3297974515616647557?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/3297974515616647557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=3297974515616647557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/3297974515616647557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/3297974515616647557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2011/05/nem-choro-nem-sorriso-nem-gosto-ou-cor.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-7245875121082308133</id><published>2011-05-17T21:12:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:19:32.076+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcpdd9hWt01qcb2gho1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 482px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcpdd9hWt01qcb2gho1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Os dias são mais difíceis e duros a cada amanhecer, as lágrimas mais sentidas a cada anoitecer, os sorrisos mais raros a cada entardecer os olhares mais tristes a cada hora, a dor presente a todo instante, a saudade de outrora a cada minuto. Mas serei forte e paciente porque as coisas vão de melhorar e eu ei de ser feliz"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-7245875121082308133?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/7245875121082308133/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=7245875121082308133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7245875121082308133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7245875121082308133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2011/05/os-dias-sao-mais-dificeis-e-duros-cada.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-6926844049922011399</id><published>2011-05-10T00:51:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T01:24:51.496+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk29fvSal41qh18g7o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk29fvSal41qh18g7o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;A escolha da orientação sexual em nossa constituição faz parte de nossos direitos básicos, Ate porque é inerente à personalidade do cidadão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Entretanto, a lei brasileira atualmente não relata sobre a questão da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;união homoafetiva, ainda assim nesta quinta feira (dia 5 de abril de 2011)o STF ( Supremo Tribunal Federal) aprova o casamento homoafetivo, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;Um avanço no combate à homofobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;, fazendo com que casais gays tenham os mesmos direitos civis que um casal heterossexual, como a declaração conjunta do Imposto de renda, pensão em caso de morte ou separação, partilhas de bens&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;, herança, previdência, e também deve facilitar a adoção de crianças por duas pessoas do mesmo sexo. &lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt; A decisão recebeu o voto favorável de todos os Ministros do Supremo, que embasaram com argumentos sólidos seus posicionamentos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;“Estamos aqui falando de direitos constitucionais básicos”. – Min. Gilmar Mendes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.4em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;“O STF restituiu a ‘eles’ o respeito que merecem, reconhece seus direitos, restaura a sua dignidade, afirma a sua identidade e restaura a sua liberdade.” – Min. Ellen Gracie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Então Fica aprovado o casamento homoafetivo. Viva a igualdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-6926844049922011399?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/6926844049922011399/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=6926844049922011399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6926844049922011399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6926844049922011399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2011/05/escolha-da-orientacao-sexual-em-nossa.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-4075405623983342995</id><published>2011-04-27T01:37:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T01:53:26.638+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk29d5iOWy1qh18g7o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 487px; height: 501px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk29d5iOWy1qh18g7o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando o Preconceito vai acabar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando a homofobia vai ser crime?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando nossos pais vão parar de nos chamar de doentes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somos meninas e rapazes direitos, trabalhamos estudamos cantamos choramos e AMAMOS somos como qualquer  hetero. Não queremos tratamento especial mais queremos tratamento igual!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lesbianlust.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://lesbianlust.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-4075405623983342995?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/4075405623983342995/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=4075405623983342995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/4075405623983342995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/4075405623983342995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2011/04/quando-o-preconceito-vai-acabar-quando.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-1772739338802332005</id><published>2011-04-26T01:42:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T01:50:28.490+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hoje queria dar conta de escrever aqui,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; queria mesmo escrever tudo que sinto para ver se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ameniza esse furacão que esta dentro de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mais acho que vai demorar um tempo para eu conseguir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; escrever, pensar direito, falar sobre tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Enquanto isso sorria e finja que esta tudo bem, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Nem sempre o sorriso que trago no rosto, é a vida que eu levo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-1772739338802332005?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/1772739338802332005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=1772739338802332005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1772739338802332005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1772739338802332005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2011/04/hoje-queria-dar-conta-de-escrever-aqui.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-3735718538196289769</id><published>2011-04-19T00:10:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T01:10:51.135+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZDP7BlaZY/TazCDJylzjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/zmVa2gg0NaM/s1600/tumblr_lepnqw44My1qc1mjpo1_500_large.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZDP7BlaZY/TazCDJylzjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/zmVa2gg0NaM/s320/tumblr_lepnqw44My1qc1mjpo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597061796338191922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Acho que desaprendi a escrever o que sinto, desaprendi a olhar para cada novo sol com esperanças de um dia melhor viver, desaprendi a transbordar otimismo é aprendi que os dias são cada vez mais difíceis mas é preciso força e coragem para enfrenta-los, aprendi  que de amor eu não morro o que eu posso é chorar de saudade, aprendi que é preciso matar um leão por dia, aprendi que se você só  espera nada acontece que é preciso correr atrás das coisas ou a vida passa e você fica, que o difícil e encontrar o equilíbrio para viver sem frustrações e seguir cantando para espantar a dor, soube que perdoar e preciso, sorrir em dias difíceis e uma &lt;/span&gt;dádiva&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;, chorar e se lamentar é facil quero ver se levantar e ir em frente sem se deixar abater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Há dias em que  todos nos choramos em nossa solidão, sentimos o peso do mundo e dor de cada dia triste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;O choro não faz de você um fraco a covardia sim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Photo;Lima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-3735718538196289769?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/3735718538196289769/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=3735718538196289769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/3735718538196289769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/3735718538196289769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2011/04/acho-que-desaprendi-escrever-o-que.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZDP7BlaZY/TazCDJylzjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/zmVa2gg0NaM/s72-c/tumblr_lepnqw44My1qc1mjpo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-2483785058013802803</id><published>2011-03-30T00:59:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T01:18:59.655+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L3ehSjsUvsg/TZJoeHH-LII/AAAAAAAAAPM/xP05qLpUZIY/s1600/29944.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L3ehSjsUvsg/TZJoeHH-LII/AAAAAAAAAPM/xP05qLpUZIY/s320/29944.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589644954038054018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Então&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;                                Já ensaie escrever para você mil vezes, e vamos la; escreve, apaga, reescreve, muda, cola, poe mais embaixo, puxa poe em cima e no fim tudo vai para o lixo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quando eu escolher as palavras certas tornarei a escrever&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-2483785058013802803?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/2483785058013802803/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=2483785058013802803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/2483785058013802803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/2483785058013802803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2011/03/entao-ja-ensaie-escrever-para-voce-mil.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L3ehSjsUvsg/TZJoeHH-LII/AAAAAAAAAPM/xP05qLpUZIY/s72-c/29944.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-2964548584725968252</id><published>2011-03-22T21:03:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T21:33:21.376+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A6bLgCyXOA0/TYkHgcexkNI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_v-FEytABQs/s1600/aguia-e-o-pardal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A6bLgCyXOA0/TYkHgcexkNI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_v-FEytABQs/s320/aguia-e-o-pardal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587005066712289490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me encontro em um estado diferente do que costumava ser, eu sempre repetia " Pessoas indecisas, fracas e covardes não chegam a lugar nem um". E como num passo de mágica aqui estou fraca, indecisa e covarde, a covardia me retarda me segura a indecisão não me deixa dar um passo, logo penso se eu der um passo errado jamais poderei voltar medo de perder, mais perder o que? voltar a que? E sem que eu perceba, ou perceba, me acomodo, coisas que eu abominava adquiri, com a nova vida veio novos sentimentos e sensações: covardia, solidão, medo, comodismo, negativismo, transtornos, indecisão. Me sinto como uma galinha(rs rs) olhando somente para baixo, visando sempre o chão com medo de cair ou tropeçar com o campo de visão limitado, pessoas assim nunca enxergam as possibilidades que a vida traz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais não aceito isso em minha vida pois eu sempre conquistei o que me dispusesse a fazer, sempre metia a cara e fazia sem medo das consequências e por falar nelas aceitava de cabeça erguida, " Pessoas que sabem o que querem e arriscam são como águias, vão longe e não desviam seus olhos de seus objetivos".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-2964548584725968252?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/2964548584725968252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=2964548584725968252&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/2964548584725968252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/2964548584725968252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2011/03/me-encontro-em-um-estado-diferente-do.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A6bLgCyXOA0/TYkHgcexkNI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_v-FEytABQs/s72-c/aguia-e-o-pardal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-8031688533492059838</id><published>2011-03-12T01:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T01:48:01.497+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Assim como a flor que tem sua ferida aberta e não chora, serei eu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Agora tento drenar tudo isso aqui dentro de mim, será que tem um ralo que eu possa tirar a tampa e tudo o que sinto se escorre pelo ralo? Quem me dera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dentro dos meus olhos posso te encontrar a cada segundo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-8031688533492059838?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/8031688533492059838/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=8031688533492059838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8031688533492059838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8031688533492059838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2011/03/assim-como-flor-que-tem-sua-ferida.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-4285918794969824174</id><published>2011-03-11T01:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T01:19:06.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehzVTEAKOFs/TXlqbrroX-I/AAAAAAAAAO8/VsNj-DALAR0/s1600/tumblr_l9885f7Yr71qccq8b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehzVTEAKOFs/TXlqbrroX-I/AAAAAAAAAO8/VsNj-DALAR0/s320/tumblr_l9885f7Yr71qccq8b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582610236917178338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em meio a dias tão difíceis eu encontrei a paz, encontrei a paz no teu sorriso, fiz de você meu porto seguro, meu clarão, meu sorriso mais encantador, o olhar mais mercante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-4285918794969824174?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/4285918794969824174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=4285918794969824174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/4285918794969824174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/4285918794969824174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2011/03/em-meio-dias-tao-dificeis-eu-encontrei.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehzVTEAKOFs/TXlqbrroX-I/AAAAAAAAAO8/VsNj-DALAR0/s72-c/tumblr_l9885f7Yr71qccq8b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-6889068839549085108</id><published>2011-01-15T19:49:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T19:51:54.052+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TTHsqlnDrGI/AAAAAAAAAOw/-adr3fhKqDQ/s1600/Soneto-do-Amor-Total.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562487231173864546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TTHsqlnDrGI/AAAAAAAAAOw/-adr3fhKqDQ/s320/Soneto-do-Amor-Total.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Eu canto a dor que eu não soube chorar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;C.B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-6889068839549085108?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/6889068839549085108/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=6889068839549085108&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6889068839549085108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6889068839549085108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2011/01/eu-canto-dor-que-eu-nao-soube-chorar-c.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TTHsqlnDrGI/AAAAAAAAAOw/-adr3fhKqDQ/s72-c/Soneto-do-Amor-Total.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-1727241194829857579</id><published>2010-12-28T20:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T20:58:23.226+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TRpBDze7uKI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ptxqQIID2lA/s1600/lesbicas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TRpBDze7uKI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ptxqQIID2lA/s320/lesbicas2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555824623930292386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eu poderia estar em centenas de lugares agora, mais não, preferi estar em seus braços recebendo seus beijos deitada em sua cama, e mesmo assim você duvida de tudo. Eu poderia sair para beber e jogar, poderia me perder nos cabelos de outras garotas, poderia ir ao cinema com os garotos, mas NÃO, em seus braços é o melhor lugar para se estar, junto ao teu perfume que me faz bem. É você sabe como me conquistar, me faz sorrir a cada segundo ao teu lado, tantas besteiras que dizemos tanto tempo perdemos ou ganhamos, ainda não sei, mais cada minuto ao seu lado e único. O tempo passa e você aprende o valor do tempo, só sabe o valor de um ano quem espera por alguém, de um &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mes&lt;/span&gt; a mãe que esta esperando seu 1ª filho, de horas um louco apaixonado a espera de sua amada que acaba de chegar de viagem, de um minuto eu para dizer o quanto me faz bem, de um segundo eu a espera dela, de um milésimo de segundo um nadador que ganhou prata por um milésimo de segundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-1727241194829857579?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/1727241194829857579/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=1727241194829857579&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1727241194829857579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1727241194829857579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/12/eu-poderia-estar-em-centenas-de-lugares.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TRpBDze7uKI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ptxqQIID2lA/s72-c/lesbicas2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-672235063431549394</id><published>2010-12-15T19:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T19:45:16.841+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não sou fácil, mais bem complicada isso sim, tenho sonhos grandes e batalho a cada dia para realiza-los, cuido de minha flor para que permaneça em minha vida, e vivo a sorrir para aliviar a dor, tenho prazer em viver, Hoje aprendi que a vida é rara, aprendi que posso tudo, mais aprendi a ter os pes no chão. Eu sei o que eu quero, e se quiser vir comigo será bem vinda!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-672235063431549394?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/672235063431549394/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=672235063431549394&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/672235063431549394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/672235063431549394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/12/nao-sou-facil-mais-bem-complicada-isso.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-1835833482630722829</id><published>2010-11-18T22:08:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T22:16:45.431+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Encontrar alguem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TOWXrLsP2BI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0Rtz6HClhTw/s1600/1%2B%25281%2529.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/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TOWXrLsP2BI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0Rtz6HClhTw/s320/1%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541001684677810194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sempre fui tão livre e isso me encanta muito, LIBERDADE ainda é muito pouco para o que desejo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais ainda sim me sinto livre ao lado dela, me sinto leve e muito feliz, agradeço a Deus por te-la perto de mim, mesmo sabendo que entrei na vida dela na hora errada, mas mesmo assim e sempre tão bom ver aquele sorriso de sem vergonha, seus olhos lindos e claros me encantam, e não sei como lidar com isso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-1835833482630722829?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/1835833482630722829/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=1835833482630722829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1835833482630722829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1835833482630722829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/11/encontrar-alguem.html' title='Encontrar alguem'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TOWXrLsP2BI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0Rtz6HClhTw/s72-c/1%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-3789682466303813787</id><published>2010-11-11T14:31:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T14:33:43.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TNvwUP0om4I/AAAAAAAAAOE/KEPbiQduAn0/s1600/f79720080569f3b78e276484c6ecbb8349727900.jpeg"&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/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TNvwUP0om4I/AAAAAAAAAOE/KEPbiQduAn0/s320/f79720080569f3b78e276484c6ecbb8349727900.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538284397417503618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;"Do not get me wrong, just take me for walks and then dancing in the garden make me a cuddle"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-3789682466303813787?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/3789682466303813787/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=3789682466303813787&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/3789682466303813787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/3789682466303813787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/11/do-not-get-me-wrong-just-take-me-for.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TNvwUP0om4I/AAAAAAAAAOE/KEPbiQduAn0/s72-c/f79720080569f3b78e276484c6ecbb8349727900.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-6986088907311008561</id><published>2010-11-08T15:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T15:22:25.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TNgHh9JvWwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/UUNptbpxdd0/s1600/mulheres-lesbicas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TNgHh9JvWwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/UUNptbpxdd0/s320/mulheres-lesbicas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537184021784517378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A chuva veio e levou para longe nossas dores, angustias e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;magoas e ao amanhecer nos trouxe esperança de um novo dia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;uma nova vida, trouxe o sol para nos aquecer, para iluminar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; O que a chuva leva jamais voltara, mais os dias que você passa comigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; os momentos em que te ouço com  atenção e ternura jamais serão esquecidos por nos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Por isso aproveitarei cada momento, ouvirei cada palavra com total atenção,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; cada carinho receberei e assim por minha vez darei com todo amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; e como se o resto do mundo desaparecesse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; quando estamos juntas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A vida me trouxe flores e eu cuidarei delas para que durem!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-6986088907311008561?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/6986088907311008561/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=6986088907311008561&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6986088907311008561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6986088907311008561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/11/chuva-veio-e-levou-para-longe-nossas.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TNgHh9JvWwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/UUNptbpxdd0/s72-c/mulheres-lesbicas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-1063053151401746147</id><published>2010-10-20T16:21:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T16:54:34.498+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mulheres :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TL8CnYO4CSI/AAAAAAAAANk/Okn-qO81j9U/s1600/tumblr_la5jngzOJJ1qav48no1_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TL8CnYO4CSI/AAAAAAAAANk/Okn-qO81j9U/s320/tumblr_la5jngzOJJ1qav48no1_1280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530141742977255714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;As mais belas criaturas que Deus criou, as minhas, as suas, as nossas mulheres, as mulheres de ninguém, tão belas, delicadas, dedicadas, fortes e amáveis, as mulheres que tem toda nossa atenção, tem todo valor, cheias de vida e esperança, Cheias de valor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;ul style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;li style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mulheres que nos fazem sonhar,  amar nos ensinam o segredo da vida, cada dia e dia de dizer que as mulheres são especiais, todos os dias são dias delas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;ul style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;li style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mulheres brancas, negras, pardas, amarelas, mulheres cabeças desequilibradas, mulheres vividas... Mulheres nosso maior bem, o centro das atenções de nosso querer, cada mulher que passa em nossa vida deixa algo especial, cada mulher e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;unica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;inigualavel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, cada mulher tem seu dom, tem suas virtudes tem nosso amor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-1063053151401746147?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/1063053151401746147/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=1063053151401746147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1063053151401746147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1063053151401746147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-mais-belas-criaturas-que-deus-criou.html' title='Mulheres :D'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TL8CnYO4CSI/AAAAAAAAANk/Okn-qO81j9U/s72-c/tumblr_la5jngzOJJ1qav48no1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-8349476421113579010</id><published>2010-10-20T15:58:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T16:10:58.017+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TL74YhLiYwI/AAAAAAAAANE/T25figqLsEA/s1600/Liberdade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TL74YhLiYwI/AAAAAAAAANE/T25figqLsEA/s320/Liberdade.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530130492564857602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;'Se buscarmos a &lt;b&gt;origem&lt;/b&gt; das coisas e não pegarmos a informação pronta na midia não seriamos tão &lt;b&gt;preconceituosos&lt;/b&gt;, Informe-se e forme a sua opinião! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-8349476421113579010?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/8349476421113579010/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=8349476421113579010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8349476421113579010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8349476421113579010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/10/se-buscarmos-origem-das-coisas-e-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TL74YhLiYwI/AAAAAAAAANE/T25figqLsEA/s72-c/Liberdade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-9198853988096235565</id><published>2010-10-12T16:29:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T16:43:24.117+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Saramago : D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Não o conheci pessoalmente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;José de Sousa Saramago, nem tive a oportunidade de ir em uma de suas palestras, mais tive a honra de ler varios de seus livros, Saramago foi minha primeira paixão, paixão literária eu ficava varias horas vendo videos a seu respeito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ontem viajei  em uma loja de livros, estava vendo a biografia de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;José de Sousa Saramago, lembrei-me de todo os livros de tudo que havia lido em suas obras, pensei sobre a vida dele me bateu uma saudade tão grande de um tempo que jamais vivi, era como se eu sentisse saudade das conversas dos risos na tarde a beirar a noite, engraçado que mesmo depois de sua partida ainda sinto a sua presença.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-9198853988096235565?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/9198853988096235565/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=9198853988096235565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/9198853988096235565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/9198853988096235565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/10/saramago-d.html' title='Saramago : D'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-7930522884807287975</id><published>2010-10-12T16:14:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T16:20:57.738+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pare um pouco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TLRuqKggtYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/PQdPcoFowY4/s1600/felicidade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TLRuqKggtYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/PQdPcoFowY4/s320/felicidade.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527164313344718210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;           Pare para ouvir a quem você ama quem te ama, pare para abraçar, parae um segundo para rir um sorriso leve a quem você conhece e a quem não conhece tambem não custa nada e faz alguem alegre, pare para dizer as pessoas importantes que elas são importantes na sua vida, pois a vida corre meu caro e acaba quando menos se espera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Seja feliz, pois o hoje e o que temos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-7930522884807287975?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/7930522884807287975/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=7930522884807287975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7930522884807287975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7930522884807287975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/10/pare-um-pouco.html' title='Pare um pouco'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TLRuqKggtYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/PQdPcoFowY4/s72-c/felicidade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-1560360097153505341</id><published>2010-10-07T00:25:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T00:29:24.595+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TKz4AjqO_xI/AAAAAAAAAM0/dJiDsaLrF1U/s1600/batom+vermelho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TKz4AjqO_xI/AAAAAAAAAM0/dJiDsaLrF1U/s320/batom+vermelho.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525063531332828946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Então é isso, nada direi, os meus olhos fecharei, os meus lábios pintarei de rubro.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mais não há direito ao grito? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;ENTÃO eu gritarei alto e forte, desesperada, correi, chorarei e novamente voltarei a me pintar, a dançar, a destilar de toda vaidade, a reviver cada dor como se fosse a primeira por quem morrerei de amor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-1560360097153505341?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/1560360097153505341/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=1560360097153505341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1560360097153505341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1560360097153505341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/10/entao-e-isso-nada-direi-os-meus-olhos.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TKz4AjqO_xI/AAAAAAAAAM0/dJiDsaLrF1U/s72-c/batom+vermelho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-6329005071795720078</id><published>2010-09-11T04:21:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T04:25:48.711+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Detesto quando você esta mal e eu não sei o que dizer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; tento te dar espaço e você entende errado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; Não estou ao seu lado para te abraçar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; te acalmar, te ninar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; é uma pena eu não te conhecer o bastante para te ajudar nestas horas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; engraçado pouco tempo, mais ja sinto a sua tristeza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; Espero que de tudo certo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-6329005071795720078?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/6329005071795720078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=6329005071795720078&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6329005071795720078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6329005071795720078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/09/detesto-quando-voce-esta-mal-e-eu-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-8135684884931977341</id><published>2010-09-05T23:18:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T23:29:17.885+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TIQLhWM7QKI/AAAAAAAAAMk/QuO6tBk59vY/s1600/amigas(1).bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513544511331713186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TIQLhWM7QKI/AAAAAAAAAMk/QuO6tBk59vY/s320/amigas(1).bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Estou encantada com uma nova invensão, ou quem sabe com novo alguem'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ok tempo Off , tempo sem post's novos, tempo de estudar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-8135684884931977341?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/8135684884931977341/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=8135684884931977341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8135684884931977341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8135684884931977341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/09/estou-encantada-com-uma-nova-invensao.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TIQLhWM7QKI/AAAAAAAAAMk/QuO6tBk59vY/s72-c/amigas(1).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-962100039163393955</id><published>2010-08-28T03:49:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T03:58:14.428+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/THhtKRk6mXI/AAAAAAAAAMc/aDbVZMRzBXQ/s1600/embora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/THhtKRk6mXI/AAAAAAAAAMc/aDbVZMRzBXQ/s320/embora.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510274167372159346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Há dias em que o coração aperta, não sei como descrever este sentimento, parece com sufoco meio falta de ar mais dentro do coração, não sei se é preocupação ou se é solidão mesmo, tenho andado sozinha não sei se por opção ou por obra do destino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-962100039163393955?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/962100039163393955/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=962100039163393955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/962100039163393955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/962100039163393955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/08/ha-dias-em-que-o-coracao-aperta-nao-sei.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/THhtKRk6mXI/AAAAAAAAAMc/aDbVZMRzBXQ/s72-c/embora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-5683583047036576098</id><published>2010-08-21T15:25:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T15:31:33.533+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; text-align: center; "&gt;♪ Eu acredito nas besteiras que eu leio no jornal,&lt;br /&gt;eu acredito no meu lado português sentimental,&lt;br /&gt;eu acredito em paixão e moinhos lindos,&lt;br /&gt;mas a minha vida sempre brinca comigo,&lt;br /&gt;de porre em porre vai me desmentindo. ♪&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;strong style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;.Cazuza.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-5683583047036576098?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/5683583047036576098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=5683583047036576098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5683583047036576098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5683583047036576098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/08/eu-acredito-nas-besteiras-que-eu-leio.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-5223277313303579719</id><published>2010-08-20T03:15:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T02:33:35.721+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/THcHzhB5BII/AAAAAAAAAMU/lOLskssQRcQ/s1600/02_PHG_rio_amendoeira.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/THcHzhB5BII/AAAAAAAAAMU/lOLskssQRcQ/s320/02_PHG_rio_amendoeira.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509881250732115074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sentei na praça, olhei as flores, as folhas caidas no chão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; sendo arrastadas de uma forma quase desesperadora pelo vento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; forte que as obrigada a sairem  do lugar, vi também a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;criança chorar pedindo ao pai um sorvete, que ganhará logo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;em seguida, vi na esquina o ponto de onibos lotar, esvaziar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; e lotar, te esperando vi o sol se por a noite, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;cair a lua e me iluminar, mais uma noite fria me esperava,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; mais um dia sombrio me aguardava, mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; uma flor me chegaria pela manhã com pedidos de desculpas e mais uma vez &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;retornarei a praça a te esperar, feliz, alta, sorridente a esperar por quem me rouba o sossego.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-5223277313303579719?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/5223277313303579719/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=5223277313303579719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5223277313303579719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5223277313303579719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/08/sentei-na-praca-olhei-as-flores-as.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/THcHzhB5BII/AAAAAAAAAMU/lOLskssQRcQ/s72-c/02_PHG_rio_amendoeira.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-8489607124267988600</id><published>2010-08-17T02:10:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T03:10:04.987+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TGnhJpLdOQI/AAAAAAAAALk/4DxPtN0SbU8/s1600/mulheres-violencia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TGnhJpLdOQI/AAAAAAAAALk/4DxPtN0SbU8/s200/mulheres-violencia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506179575226120450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Milhões de mulheres todos os minutos sofrem agressões de seus companheiros, sim aqueles que deveriam ama-las e cuida-las, maltratam, agridem verbalmente, denigrem,  batem é matão, pode começar com um simples xingamento mais e o primeiro passo de uma tortura dolorosa e com fim trágico muitas vezes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Horrivel não é? SIM mais e isso o que acontece em milhares de lares pelo mundo, em lares de ricos, de pobres, de familias que deveriam serem felizes e fortes, se tornam fracas e tristes e não falo só de mulher e homem, falo de crianças que presenciam isso a cada tapa, a cada soco, a cada agressão verbal, é isso fica no subconciente delas perturbando, gera tantos problemas futuros inimaginaveis podem seguir o exemplo dos pais. Por isso não deixe agravar o problema no primeiro tapa ja dê um basta, eles sempre pedem desculpas e dizem que foi a ultima vez, lhe mandão flores e bombons cabe a você acreditar ou não.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;DENUNCIE LIGUE 180&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-8489607124267988600?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/8489607124267988600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=8489607124267988600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8489607124267988600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8489607124267988600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/08/milhoes-de-mulheres-todos-os-minutos.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TGnhJpLdOQI/AAAAAAAAALk/4DxPtN0SbU8/s72-c/mulheres-violencia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-1031166449180575631</id><published>2010-08-11T02:32:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T03:02:35.209+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Meio ambiente.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Temos que acordar gente!! O meio ambiente esta esgotando-se, temos que nos voltar para o desenvolvimento sustentável, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reflorestamento&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coleta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;seletiva&lt;/span&gt;, Temos que fazer algo para &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;proteção&lt;/span&gt; das matas, das nascentes, das florestas. O mundo esta cada vez mais quente. hoje uma geleira equivalente a um terço de campinas se soltou, se ela derretesse daria para sustentar E.U.A  por quatro meses, e isso se deve ao aquecimento global. Se cada um fizesse sua parte, se cada um fizesse um pouco, estaria melhor. Mais não só pensão em seu umbigo e se esquecem do mais importante. O MUNDO PEDE NOSSA AJUDA. ACORDA!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-1031166449180575631?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/1031166449180575631/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=1031166449180575631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1031166449180575631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1031166449180575631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/08/meio-ambiente.html' title='Meio ambiente.'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-6214737024137587784</id><published>2010-08-03T04:03:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T04:15:34.469+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TFd6-4EZBeI/AAAAAAAAALc/ujczKdk7634/s1600/impossibilidades+quatro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TFd6-4EZBeI/AAAAAAAAALc/ujczKdk7634/s200/impossibilidades+quatro.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501000690477630946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estava aqui a pensar. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como as pessoas são sozinhas hoje em dia, cada uma em sua casa, em seu mundo, em seus pensamentos, cada alma vagando sozinha, sabe estava lendo uma reportagem sobre o Canadá, o índice de suicídio la e bem grande, as pessoas não conversão não saem  pra rua, para conversar brincar, pois e muito frio. Então se trancam em suas casas e ficam a beira da solidão, o ser humano não foi feito para estar sozinho, foi feito para conversar, brincar, sorrir, ou seja ser feliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais eu e você sabemos que não e isso que acontece, as pessoas se machucam se trancam, se calam e vivem tristes e sozinhos, se cercam de murros e de ervas espinhosas. A solidão faz tanto mal, pode levar ao desespero a  loucura a morte, não se cerque! Se abra para vida, SEJA FELIZ porque a felicidade esta em cada momento implícito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-6214737024137587784?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/6214737024137587784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=6214737024137587784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6214737024137587784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6214737024137587784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/08/estava-aqui-pensar.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TFd6-4EZBeI/AAAAAAAAALc/ujczKdk7634/s72-c/impossibilidades+quatro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-5514298146890718303</id><published>2010-07-29T16:35:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T16:43:09.548+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TFGTZkVhAgI/AAAAAAAAALU/kdsq7Y7Rim8/s1600/tumblr_kquo0lrhvc1qa1as7o1_500_cocktail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TFGTZkVhAgI/AAAAAAAAALU/kdsq7Y7Rim8/s200/tumblr_kquo0lrhvc1qa1as7o1_500_cocktail.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499338687456018946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talvez você não perceba, talvez ninguém perceba. Mais eu mudei, mudei por mim, hoje pensei em minha vida de uma forma diferente, sabe as coisas mudam muito rápido e eu também mudei. Pensei em quantas coisas deixo de fazer por dia, e adianto que não são poucas, desde as simples ate as mais extravagantes, será que eu seria mais feliz se olhasse o por do sol, se corresse de manhã, se disse que amo, a quem amo! E se eu gritasse que amo?! ela ouviria? eu seria mais feliz ou pelo menos mais alegre?! Não sei, na verdade ela nem ouviria, não ouve pois esta atolada em seu próprio mundo. Mais não tocaremos novamente na ferida!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais a felicidade se completa de poucos momentos que temos na vida, disso eu estou certa!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;\õ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-5514298146890718303?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/5514298146890718303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=5514298146890718303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5514298146890718303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5514298146890718303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/07/talvez-voce-nao-perceba-talvez-ninguem.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TFGTZkVhAgI/AAAAAAAAALU/kdsq7Y7Rim8/s72-c/tumblr_kquo0lrhvc1qa1as7o1_500_cocktail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-8113935719873382802</id><published>2010-07-25T05:08:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T05:15:05.028+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TEurgcQa6yI/AAAAAAAAALM/cPg7o-J0URU/s1600/download.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TEurgcQa6yI/AAAAAAAAALM/cPg7o-J0URU/s200/download.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497676343965051682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;A cada minuto que lembro de você, mais raiva eu sinto. Mais sinto ainda sim a tua falta, posso ter tido uma reação exagerada, mais o seu orgulho e intenso de mais para eu tentar pula-lo. Não entendo como posso ter deixado chegar a este ponto.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;[Leo.Aba]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-8113935719873382802?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/8113935719873382802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=8113935719873382802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8113935719873382802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8113935719873382802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/07/cada-minuto-que-lembro-de-voce-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TEurgcQa6yI/AAAAAAAAALM/cPg7o-J0URU/s72-c/download.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-5458810994385241222</id><published>2010-07-25T04:38:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T04:47:45.523+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bom&lt;/span&gt;, estou aqui mais uma vez pensando sobre o que escrevo hoje, penso em escrever sobre o amor, mais amor de novo, penso em escrever quantas saudades sinto dela, mais penso que não, sobre a paz? vida? floresta? meio ambiente? viver? amar? morrer? sofrer? ou sobre o que to realmente querendo escrever?! Duvida Cruel na verdade!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Quer saber acho que escreverei sobre mim!! sim sobre mim! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Poxa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;já&lt;/span&gt; faz um &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tempão&lt;/span&gt; que não falo de mim aqui, Hum mudei muito desde do ultimo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt; sobre minha vida, mudei de emprego, agora &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;já&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cansei&lt;/span&gt; de ficar sozinha, penso em sair de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Brasília&lt;/span&gt; também!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Nossa&lt;/span&gt; quanta coisa. e acabei não falando sobre nada. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hoje&lt;/span&gt; ta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;foda&lt;/span&gt;, mais quer saber o que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;vim &lt;/span&gt;dizer mesmo e que hoje to sentindo muito a falta dela, cheguei ate sentir teu perfume nos livros!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-5458810994385241222?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/5458810994385241222/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=5458810994385241222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TEoFwf27cbI/AAAAAAAAALE/M6wVDWtYJRs/s1600/saudade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TEoFwf27cbI/AAAAAAAAALE/M6wVDWtYJRs/s200/saudade.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497212625902858674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E duro se preocupar com alguém que  nem fala com você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-8392511738789479134?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/8392511738789479134/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-2915627576170772161</id><published>2010-07-22T01:43:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T02:34:52.024+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoooje&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; estive pensando, penso que a felicidade  exista de fato, mais ela esta &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;inplicíta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;inplicíta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; no olhar, no olhar Ora' pois?, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;claaro&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; pense comigo, quando você olha no fundo dos olhos  de alguém com ternura, a mesma sente tal ternura, se olha triste no olhar de alguém ela sente tua tristeza, sabe o olhar fala muito sobre nós, nossos sentimentos, nossas duvidas, angustias, felicidades, prazeres e ate medo, quando você esta com seu filho atravessando a rua ele segura tua mão forte, você olha nos olhos dele e percebe que ele esta com medo, sem dizer absolutamente uma palavra, mais ao mesmo tempo você &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;encherga&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; a confiança dele, que te agarra a mão e subentendesse que ele te diz, vamos pai se você estiver comigo irei a qualquer lugar.Isso faz me lembrar de uma frase que ouvi ontem ' Nunca decepcione quem você escolheu para admirar', eu sei bem o que e isso, e não e legal.. não mesmo, aquele olhar de decepção que vem em tua &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;direção&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; inevitavelmente dentro do seu olhar, você sente tal olhar ate no coração e arrisco-me a dizer que as vezes o olhar entra tão profundamente que ao entrar lágrimas escorrem sem qualquer pudor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-2915627576170772161?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/2915627576170772161/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=2915627576170772161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/2915627576170772161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/2915627576170772161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/07/hoooje-estive-pensando-penso-que.html' 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style="color:#009900;"&gt;, pensamentos mesquinhos, esquecemos de olhar para o lado, para o que realmente interessa, falo de olhar para dentro das pessoas, não de olhar o físico, pois a beleza esta nos olhos de quem a vê, Falo também de amar sem distinção, falo de bondade, de verdade, de carinho ao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;próximo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;, de se importar com o próximo, AME sem distinção de sexo, raça, cor, idade, realidade, Diga a quem você ama, o quanto a ama pois amanhã podes perde-la para sempre, Falo e repito o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;ódio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;, a magoa, a tristeza pode acabar  com o ser humano, por isso ponha para fora o que te aperta o que te faz mal, aproveite cada segundo com quem você ama, não minta nem engane pois amanha mentirão e te enganarão, Cante, sorria, corra, ame, grite, pule, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;, tenha esperança, chore, seja feliz pois não custa nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-2258466620526505694?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/2258466620526505694/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-9171068283214587004</id><published>2010-06-29T14:16:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T14:22:12.775+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TCnlPICemEI/AAAAAAAAAK8/DbeajfmwOOc/s1600/Luto+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488169668946335810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TCnlPICemEI/AAAAAAAAAK8/DbeajfmwOOc/s200/Luto+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nesta madrugada mais uma perda me aconteçe, minha amada vozinha nos deixa nesta vida e vai para o pai, como doi ver quem amamos indo embora assim tão depresa que não temos empo nem de nos despedimos, lembrome do seu sorriso de seu mexido, de suas palavras doces, lembrome ainda de cada gesto, da força da garra de mulher, de tocar para frente um roçado enteiro. Presto aqui uma ultima homenagem a minha amada vozinha que me deixou com saudades&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-9171068283214587004?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/9171068283214587004/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=9171068283214587004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/9171068283214587004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/9171068283214587004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/06/nesta-madrugada-mais-uma-perda-me.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TCnlPICemEI/AAAAAAAAAK8/DbeajfmwOOc/s72-c/Luto+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-8630423017403491300</id><published>2010-06-28T20:22:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T20:25:41.970+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TCjoxDIKTyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SDZiFA5KD1o/s1600/jose-saramago.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TCjoxDIKTyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SDZiFA5KD1o/s200/jose-saramago.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487892075301719842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" 18 de Junho  sexta-feira, José Saramago faleceu às 12.30(Horario de portugal) horas na sua residência de Lanzarote, aos 87 anos de idade, em consequência de uma múltipla falha orgânica, após uma prolongada doença.&lt;br /&gt;O escritor morreu estando acompanhado pela sua família, despedindo-se de uma forma serena e tranquila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fundação José Saramago&lt;br /&gt;18 de Junho de 2010&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POEMA A BOCA FECHADA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não direi: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que o silêncio me sufoca- e amordaça. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calado estou, calado ficarei, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois que a língua que falo é doutra raça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palavras consumidas se acumulam, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se represam, cisterna de águas mortas, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ácidas mágoas em limos transformadas, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vasa de fundo em que há raízes tortas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não direi: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que nem sequer o esforço de as dizer merecem, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palavras que não digam quanto sei &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste retiro em que me não conhecem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem só lodos se arrastam, nem só lamas, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem só animais boiam, mortos, medos, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Túrgidos frutos em cachos se entrelaçam &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No negro poço de onde sobem dedos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só direi, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crispadamente recolhido e mudo, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que quem se cala quanto me calei &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não poderá morrer sem dizer tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saramago.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-8630423017403491300?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/8630423017403491300/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=8630423017403491300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8630423017403491300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8630423017403491300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/06/18-de-junho-sexta-feira-jose-saramago.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TCjoxDIKTyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SDZiFA5KD1o/s72-c/jose-saramago.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-6665640999445912524</id><published>2010-06-17T03:13:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T03:20:38.308+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;'       Há dias em que não devemos nos levantar, não devemos pisar o pé no chão,  meus pensamentos &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;congelão&lt;/span&gt;, minha palavra e fria e sem sabor, a minha &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;paciência&lt;/span&gt; se vai como a brisa, o meu olhar e penetrante, mais de nada vale, mais um dia se vai e outro igual nascerá!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-6665640999445912524?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/6665640999445912524/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=6665640999445912524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6665640999445912524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6665640999445912524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/06/ha-dias-em-que-nao-devemos-nos-levantar.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-1925483133512820443</id><published>2010-06-10T03:08:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T03:10:51.866+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TBA7O3PouXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/WK831xgYoO4/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 196px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480945873043634546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TBA7O3PouXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/WK831xgYoO4/s200/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Nada para sorrir, nein para chorar, apenas uma Bhoemia e um bolero na mesa do bar"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-1925483133512820443?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/1925483133512820443/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=1925483133512820443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1925483133512820443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1925483133512820443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/06/nada-para-sorrir-nein-para-chorar.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/TBA7O3PouXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/WK831xgYoO4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-4435714598992416046</id><published>2010-05-23T21:30:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:41:16.676+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S_mCVAiybXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/3zMRvd_BSrc/s1600/coracao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 176px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474550119480323442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S_mCVAiybXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/3zMRvd_BSrc/s200/coracao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda sinto tanto a sua falta, é ja se passarão quase nove messes, mais você ainda faz falta na minha vida, e tenho medo de ir atras de você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nenem linda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-4435714598992416046?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/4435714598992416046/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=4435714598992416046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/4435714598992416046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/4435714598992416046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/05/ainda-sinto-tanto-sua-falta-e-ja-se.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S_mCVAiybXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/3zMRvd_BSrc/s72-c/coracao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-5558983031902370169</id><published>2010-05-20T02:44:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T02:49:27.463+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S_SGzWgyAGI/AAAAAAAAAKc/QV2TUl8PSG4/s1600/Livre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S_SGzWgyAGI/AAAAAAAAAKc/QV2TUl8PSG4/s200/Livre.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473147663936520290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que algo seja dito em alto e bom som, e que algo seja feito para eternizar o amor, que alguém ame sem distinção sem pretensões apenas amor puro, que alquem realmente seja feliz, sorria com vontade, sinta saudade de algo e possa voltar a rever a sua saudade, que os crimes se percão no tempo, que a maldade acabe com os maus, que os livros ensinem a sabedoria as pessoas, que as barreiras desmoronem, que todos percebam que a simplicidade que o amor, que a felicidade, que a beleza da vida se conquista se colhe a cada dia, e não se compra, não se rouba pra si, que diga em alto e bom som que o amor a sabedoria são importantes !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-5558983031902370169?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/5558983031902370169/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=5558983031902370169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5558983031902370169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5558983031902370169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-que-algo-seja-dito-em-alto-e-bom-som.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S_SGzWgyAGI/AAAAAAAAAKc/QV2TUl8PSG4/s72-c/Livre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-5167540541614165957</id><published>2010-05-20T02:42:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T02:44:15.243+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A vida e triste, nos levam pessoas amadas com a facilidade do vento, deixando tristeza, deixando choro, deixando pessoas que sentem a cada segundo a sua falta, por mais que o contato não fosse constante saiba que importante tu sempre foi para mim!! Esteja bem onde estiver, vaai com Deus!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que você esta bem, mais isso não me impede de chorar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-5167540541614165957?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/5167540541614165957/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=5167540541614165957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5167540541614165957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5167540541614165957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/05/vida-e-triste-nos-levam-pessoas-amadas.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-4612472542468747865</id><published>2010-05-16T23:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T23:35:59.779+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aqui você não vai encontrar modelo pra alguma coisa, ou muito menos exemplo. Não sou estilosa, nem me visto bem, não falo difícil, nem meu cabelo tem corte diferente. Sou igual ao padrão normal fútil e sem nada pra fazer nos finais de semana, poucos amigos tão poucos que raramente alguém sai comigo, não tenho alguém para beijar nem dizer que amo, tenho sim como todos alguém que sinto falta, mais como de costume fiz tanta burrada que esta nem lembra-se de mim, não conheço gente importante nem tento ser, a maioria das pessoas me acha seria ou ignorante a muito se foi a alegria e o bom humor mesmo, digo o que penso quando acho apropriado, erro bastante ate mais que o normal, as vezes minto mas aprendi o quanto dói mentir pra quem se ama, minha mãe me ensinou a não roubar e aprendi se você rouba uma moeda pode roubar milhões, amigos um no máximo dois são pra vida, o resto passa que você nem via, aprendi que não se começa nem se participa de conversas que falam sobre politica ou religião. Na vida eu ja quis muitas coisas algumas delas nem cheguei perto outras obtive sucesso, me perdi no caminho algumas vezes, tentei ballet, violão, guitarra enfin ser feliz nada consegui, me formei no tec. de alimentos e bebidas, dei algumas aulas de Fotografia, me encantei por alguns belos olhares, por curvas perfeitas e mentes inteligentes, ta vendo sou Priscila apenas, sem muito show ou beleza uma garota normal de dezoito anos que mora na casa dos pais e tem que ouvir muita coisa que não precisava, meia triste as vezes feliz vou vivendo assim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-4612472542468747865?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/4612472542468747865/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=4612472542468747865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/4612472542468747865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/4612472542468747865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/05/aqui-voce-nao-vai-encontrar-modelo-pra.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-3899109940641532215</id><published>2010-04-01T01:04:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T01:11:15.144+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S7PWUvJqaUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/sVlg-2IkrqU/s1600/1000imagensCAVPU1FA.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454939225418524994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S7PWUvJqaUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/sVlg-2IkrqU/s200/1000imagensCAVPU1FA.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'  Vou te &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;esquecer&lt;/span&gt; nem que pra isso eu tenha que me perder, na tarde, na noite me perder em teus cabelos... me achar em teus seios, me perco em teu sorriso, me acho sozinha e mais uma vez me odeio por amar assim, por querer assim tuas belas curvas ate seu g&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eito&lt;/span&gt; meio chato, meio louco de viver de me perder de me fazer não querer mais você, de me enlouquecer no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;entardecer&lt;/span&gt; de doidas lembranças e esperança de sair viva disso tudo. Vou te &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;esquecer&lt;/span&gt; nem que pra isso eu tenha que me perder. Nem que eu suma, desapareça no tempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-3899109940641532215?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/3899109940641532215/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=3899109940641532215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/3899109940641532215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/3899109940641532215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/04/vou-te-esquecer-nem-que-pra-isso-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S7PWUvJqaUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/sVlg-2IkrqU/s72-c/1000imagensCAVPU1FA.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-4107944818274915097</id><published>2010-03-29T19:39:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:44:47.029+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S7DmUrMkSKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jWwMX0JEaSA/s1600/luto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 142px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454112391612876962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S7DmUrMkSKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jWwMX0JEaSA/s200/luto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Seei&lt;/span&gt; que estas bem, mais isso não me impede de chorar, a saudade vai doer, vai escorrer pelos meus olhos. Mais a certeza que esta agora com Deus me faz forte para continuar. Vai mais saiba que deixa saudade não so em meu coração mais no de todos que você na vida conheçeu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lena &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Motta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-4107944818274915097?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/4107944818274915097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=4107944818274915097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/4107944818274915097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/4107944818274915097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/03/seei-que-estas-bem-mais-isso-nao-me.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S7DmUrMkSKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jWwMX0JEaSA/s72-c/luto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-3542943851550532862</id><published>2010-03-27T02:19:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T01:15:04.166+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S66fbCv2igI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/sMNY1Ya21E8/s1600/coracao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453471485735111170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S66fbCv2igI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/sMNY1Ya21E8/s200/coracao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;' Sei a dor conduz para a evolução, mais não &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;precisava&lt;/span&gt; ser assim'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Jorge &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vercillo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-3542943851550532862?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/3542943851550532862/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=3542943851550532862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/3542943851550532862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/3542943851550532862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/03/sei-dor-conduz-para-evolucao-mais-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S66fbCv2igI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/sMNY1Ya21E8/s72-c/coracao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-2841633361132637759</id><published>2010-03-20T03:09:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T03:45:40.114+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S6Q2lJcD82I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/pa5nqp-bZYQ/s1600-h/migz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 477px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S6Q2lJcD82I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/pa5nqp-bZYQ/s200/migz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450541460841821026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Respiração ofegante, pensamento voando, coração a mil, olhar desconfiado... será que ela me ve..?! pernas ate bambas em cima do salto que você cansou de desfilar na sala pra não fazer feio de modo algum.. e vamos la um passo dois e três senta cruza as pernas como uma moça deve fazer, da uma olhada mais finge que nem lembra mais dela.. sorri pra dizer que esta tudo bem HAHAHA em meio a risadas doidas e olhares com nexo você sabe que o que te trás ali não são os amigos nem tão pouco a sua amiga que vai pra longe, mais e ela o centro da sua atenção.. a noite acabando vem o abraço dela haaa sussurra no ouvido dela '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="result_box" class="short_text"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Nunca Nunca mais me deixe, porque eu sou  louca por querer você'"&gt;Never never leave me, because I'm crazy for  wanting you ' você sente  o perfume dela aspira bem fundo o perfume aaaa perfume que já te fez chorar perfume que já te fez gritar mais ainda sim perfume que te trás a lembrança dela o pensamento loooonge e o abraço com o perfume acaba, ela te olha com aquele olhar de saudades procurando entender aquilo que você havia sussurrado em seu ouvido tão delicadamente que fez ate sua alma arrepiar por dentre as roupas as duas se calam entre olhares profundos e todo o resto some quando os olhares se fixam a cada segundo palavras ditas gritadas dentro de ti que só o olhar sabe ler, pensamentos, frases, juras de amor nunca ditas guardadas ali,  encontro abrigo em teus olhar,  Tuuudo fez sentido e mais uma vez tudo acaba em um leve sorriso... poucas palavras acabam com aquele momento de cumplicidade ' Nos vemos por ai '.. tudo se finda após isso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Nunca Nunca mais me deixe, porque eu sou  louca por querer você'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-2841633361132637759?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/2841633361132637759/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=2841633361132637759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/2841633361132637759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/2841633361132637759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/03/respiracao-ofegante-pensamento-voando.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/S6Q2lJcD82I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/pa5nqp-bZYQ/s72-c/migz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-8969498752613646894</id><published>2010-02-11T00:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T00:56:32.687+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;' &lt;i&gt;E Eu estive pensando na minha futil vida,&lt;b&gt;pensando em seu  corpo,&lt;/b&gt; estive pensando se amores realmente vão e vem, pensando &lt;b&gt;nos  teus olhos, &lt;/b&gt;pensando se devo realmente te esquecer, pensando em&lt;b&gt;  teu sorriso&lt;/b&gt;, pensando se outra garota tomaria seu lugar com a  perfeição que você me completa, pensando nas &lt;b&gt;tuas palavras,&lt;/b&gt;  pensando em como faria para arranca você de mim, pensando na&lt;b&gt; sua voz,&lt;/b&gt;  pensando se quero te esquecer, pensando nas &lt;b&gt;suas curvas lindas  curvas,&lt;/b&gt; pensando se você sera mais feliz com ela, pensando em &lt;b&gt;seu  rosto&lt;/b&gt;... apenas pensando em você em nos alias em mim longe de você.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-8969498752613646894?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/8969498752613646894/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=8969498752613646894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8969498752613646894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8969498752613646894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/02/e-eu-estive-pensando-na-minha-futil.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-2782532383335991147</id><published>2010-01-28T02:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T02:21:25.728+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;' As vezes quando acordo bate uma angustia quando lembro que no decorrer do meu diia você não se fara presente, tenho vontade de gritar seu nome, mais sei que sera em vão pois longe você esta, penso em te liga mais sera que vc quer me ouvir, ouvir tudo o que tenho a te dizer, todo o meu arrependimento, de todo meu amor, meu carinho, de tudo q faria por vc...incondissionalmente faria por vc...&lt;br /&gt;porque tens a mim do dedo do pe ate o amago da minha alma'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-2782532383335991147?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/2782532383335991147/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=2782532383335991147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/2782532383335991147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/2782532383335991147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-vezes-quando-acordo-bate-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-8716816611145130526</id><published>2010-01-02T04:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T04:56:57.563+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ja&lt;/span&gt; não aguento de saudades &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dela&lt;/span&gt;, vou na &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vendinha&lt;/span&gt; tomar um Pingão!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;Sabes que&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;te quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, que faria qualquer coisa para &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ter você aqui&lt;/span&gt; ao meu lado, cometi grandes erros &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;, falei o que não devia, mais fui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sincera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; em tudo o que&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; nos relaciona&lt;/span&gt;...  As vezes fico imaginando será que e castigo comigo, pagando erros do passado com a pessoa que &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;me tira o sono&lt;/span&gt;, com a pessoa que me alimenta a cada dia, com a dona do &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sorriso mais lindo&lt;/span&gt;, do &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;olhar &lt;/span&gt;mais &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;encantador&lt;/span&gt;, do &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;abraço que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;preciso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?? Logo com ela... Não sei se certo ou e errado mais eu quero ter você ao meu lado novamente me sentir viva pela  segunda vez, sentir-me completa! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sabes que sempre estarei ao seu lado... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sabes que sou louca por você&lt;/span&gt;.. louca!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-8716816611145130526?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/8716816611145130526/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=8716816611145130526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8716816611145130526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8716816611145130526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2010/01/ja-nao-aguento-de-saudades-dela-vou-na.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-215737773190804679</id><published>2009-12-30T01:07:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T01:07:06.009+01:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Chiessa" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/Chiessa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-215737773190804679?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/215737773190804679/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=215737773190804679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/215737773190804679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/215737773190804679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-984742244239982784</id><published>2009-12-28T04:48:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T05:40:42.224+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/Sz7OIwoRx3I/AAAAAAAAAJs/FDLKtUx5ChI/s1600-h/7263amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/Sz7OIwoRx3I/AAAAAAAAAJs/FDLKtUx5ChI/s320/7263amor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421997651288770418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;' Quanto mais eu penso em te deixar mais eu  sinto que não posso pois eu me perdi em sua vida, muito mais do que divia! '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-984742244239982784?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/984742244239982784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=984742244239982784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/984742244239982784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/984742244239982784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2009/12/quanto-mais-eu-penso-em-te-deixar-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/Sz7OIwoRx3I/AAAAAAAAAJs/FDLKtUx5ChI/s72-c/7263amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-4341160949760296177</id><published>2009-12-28T04:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T04:45:00.766+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SzgpjMINDRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/14zhItYitR8/s1600-h/na_praia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 159px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SzgpjMINDRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/14zhItYitR8/s320/na_praia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420127836068187410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ODEIO tanto te querer Princesa linda!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-4341160949760296177?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/4341160949760296177/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=4341160949760296177&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/4341160949760296177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/4341160949760296177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2009/12/odeio-tanto-te-querer-princesa-linda.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SzgpjMINDRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/14zhItYitR8/s72-c/na_praia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-1426133926804733832</id><published>2009-12-16T03:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T03:49:35.448+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SyhKZ3ihgkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Pq9ldes9rwU/s1600-h/Toda%2Blonga%2Bcaminhada%2Bcome%C3%A7a%2Bcom%2Bum%2Bsimples%2Bpasso.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SyhKZ3ihgkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Pq9ldes9rwU/s320/Toda%2Blonga%2Bcaminhada%2Bcome%C3%A7a%2Bcom%2Bum%2Bsimples%2Bpasso.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415660360178958914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                              Eu não sei bem a onde vou... Mais agora eu vou!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-1426133926804733832?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/1426133926804733832/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=1426133926804733832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1426133926804733832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1426133926804733832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2009/12/eu-nao-sei-bem-onde-vou.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SyhKZ3ihgkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Pq9ldes9rwU/s72-c/Toda%2Blonga%2Bcaminhada%2Bcome%C3%A7a%2Bcom%2Bum%2Bsimples%2Bpasso.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-3353461877675135859</id><published>2009-07-31T17:20:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:22:16.764+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;                  Hoje mais um dia senti sua falta, jurei pra mim mesma não te ligar não te gritar, mais a verdade e que sou tua, outras pessoas não substituem seu lugar, eu ate tento mais elas não conseguem! Aiii a tristeza bate a minha porta quando lembro de algo, quando lembro de nada, sinto falta de algo, de alguem para prencher o vazio que você deixou, sou apenas uma garota que presisa de alguem... Deixa eu te amar pra aliviar a minha dor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;•Os seres humanos me assombram.•&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-3353461877675135859?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/3353461877675135859/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=3353461877675135859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/3353461877675135859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/3353461877675135859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2009/07/hoje-mais-um-dia-senti-sua-falta-jurei.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-8687751664309985862</id><published>2009-07-24T19:19:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:30:25.093+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SmnvN863CLI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6wRBr7PbcDo/s1600-h/1242612461_liberdade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362079854331627698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SmnvN863CLI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6wRBr7PbcDo/s320/1242612461_liberdade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não vou negar que te ODEIO, não vou negar que mesmo te odiando a AMO mais que tudo, so que vou viver sem você, ja dizia um velho ditado, so se esqueçe um antigo amor com um novo, não me importa o quanto doa em mim, o quanto eu vou chorar, vou te esqueçer,ja me cançei de você, de sua idas e vindas, ja me cançei de te gritar, ja me cançei de pra você nao ser nada, vou achar alguem, vou faze-la feliz, vou ama-la e se você me ver , não mude de rumo pois estarei la, forte sorrindo... Não me abala mais te ver.Porque hoje quero viver algo novo, quero ser mais eu, gostar de mim, hoje quero ser bem mais feliz, quero ser feliz com alguem, alguem que não seja você!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-8687751664309985862?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/8687751664309985862/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=8687751664309985862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8687751664309985862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8687751664309985862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2009/07/nao-vou-negar-que-te-odeio-nao-vou.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SmnvN863CLI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6wRBr7PbcDo/s72-c/1242612461_liberdade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-5582677644643350187</id><published>2009-07-13T01:45:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T01:58:24.254+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/Slp4VG0mdDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/gOP31Lc8s4Q/s1600-h/sisntpcmepg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357727010714448946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/Slp4VG0mdDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/gOP31Lc8s4Q/s320/sisntpcmepg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E o amor e engraçado, as pessoas se apaixonan, as pessoas se aman, juram amor eterno, juram cuidados eternos, laços que jamais se desfariam, o ser humano haje por impulso, as pessoas falão o que não sentem, falam o que não deveriam para quem não deveriam, elas gritam por/com você, elas te dizem jamais te amar, jamais chorar por você, eles te machucam, pisam em você, e depois tem a cara de pau de dizer &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;" EU SEMPRE TE AMEI "!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Siim sim isso aconteçe mais normal que eu e você possamos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;imaginar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-5582677644643350187?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/5582677644643350187/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=5582677644643350187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5582677644643350187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5582677644643350187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2009/07/e-o-amor-e-engracado-as-pessoas-se.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/Slp4VG0mdDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/gOP31Lc8s4Q/s72-c/sisntpcmepg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-5153756483408277523</id><published>2009-07-09T23:02:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:10:33.481+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;                            Hoje sem assunto no blog, a sei sei faz um tempo ja ne, pra ser mais axata cinco ou seis messes, neste tempo fiz muitas coisas, conheçi pessoas importantes, esqueçi pessoas importantes, vivi por emoçoes, chorei por pessoas, sorri com elas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Aprendi muitas coisas, nunca devemos deixar as pessoas que gostamos sozinhas, nunca devemos nos desfazer das pessoas simples...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bom Pensei que iria falar de amor, pensei que ia falar de alguem, mais vi que não. Bom as vezes os males vem pra bem... No meu caso ainda não sei se veio pra mal ou pra bem. Mas de ante mão ja digo que o tempo eo melhor remedio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Em fim ate a proxima...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-5153756483408277523?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/5153756483408277523/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=5153756483408277523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5153756483408277523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5153756483408277523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2009/07/oii-hoje-sem-assunto-no-blog-sei-sei.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-1110906535234365057</id><published>2009-02-07T19:39:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:28:00.838+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;                               Sabe quando você fica muito tempo sozinha, e que você se acostuma, sabe que as vezes da vontade de gritar para ver se a alguem, mais com você não ha ninguem!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sabe quando se sente sozinha e procura alguem, mais todos tem com quem estar, todos tem suas vidas pacatas mais vidas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-1110906535234365057?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/1110906535234365057/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=1110906535234365057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1110906535234365057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1110906535234365057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2009/02/sabe-quando-voce-fica-muito-tempo.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-3021408730922534504</id><published>2009-02-01T17:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:32:58.747+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SlZhwXzmuHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Y9mYqWxi-e8/s1600-h/S%C3%B3+Pe%C3%A7o+a+Deus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356576290455861362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SlZhwXzmuHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Y9mYqWxi-e8/s320/S%25C3%25B3%2BPe%25C3%25A7o%2Ba%2BDeus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Você pode sentir a solidão que me rodeia?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pode aguenta o peço dela?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pod sentir o gelo dela se aposando de você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pode viver sozinho?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;diz que sim, mais sera que pode mesmo??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pode sentir suas dores pode chorar sozinho?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;não ter com quem desabafa chorar sorrir não poder compartilhar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mais ela e otima te ouve te compreende &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;te abraça em noites frias noites tristes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te diz que ja não havera ninguem para te ouvir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-3021408730922534504?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/3021408730922534504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=3021408730922534504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/3021408730922534504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/3021408730922534504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2009/02/voce-pode-sentir-solidao-que-me-rodeia.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SlZhwXzmuHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Y9mYqWxi-e8/s72-c/S%25C3%25B3%2BPe%25C3%25A7o%2Ba%2BDeus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-1104968828296233891</id><published>2009-01-27T01:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:36:36.888+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SX5WizImt8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DaMZoU6MIMQ/s1600-h/IMG079-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295765367676123074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SX5WizImt8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DaMZoU6MIMQ/s320/IMG079-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;De volta, bem postando novamente depois de varios messes! vida nova!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Quem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ira me dizer o que fazer desta vez?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;quem ira me dizer que não sou capaz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;quem ira me dizer que chega?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;quem, quem não ha ninguem desta vez!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-1104968828296233891?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/1104968828296233891/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=1104968828296233891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1104968828296233891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1104968828296233891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2009/01/de-volta-bem-postando-novamente-depois.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SX5WizImt8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DaMZoU6MIMQ/s72-c/IMG079-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-6487103019885261246</id><published>2008-11-05T17:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T18:01:31.544+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SRHRN5qxXBI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/a9k5adO-ZAI/s1600-h/emo-05[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265219476121541650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SRHRN5qxXBI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/a9k5adO-ZAI/s320/emo-05%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Quem sabe ela se levantaria esta manhã diferente?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se levantaria abriria a janela e diria " Que belo este dia" Quem sabe ela não daria seu Primeiro Sorriso?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem sabe se alguem tivesse notado quando ela passava, quando entrava no mercado, quando chorava na rua, quem sabe poderia ter cido diferente?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;quem sabe uma palavra poderia mudar o percurso de sua vida?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem sabe ela so queria ter alguem para dizer o que sente, ter alguem para dizer que espera qualquer coisa de sua Inutil vida!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ontem a noite ouvi Gritos!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;De alguem com voz doce, mais desesperada, cansada, angustiada, machucada, quebrada... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mais derrepente silenciase tudo, como se toda dor e sofrimento acabase e por um minuto ela sentiu PAZ!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-6487103019885261246?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/6487103019885261246/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=6487103019885261246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6487103019885261246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6487103019885261246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/11/quem-sabe-ela-se-levantaria-esta-manh.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SRHRN5qxXBI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/a9k5adO-ZAI/s72-c/emo-05%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-5843723083752030387</id><published>2008-11-05T17:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T17:19:04.387+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SRHHMRJzkwI/AAAAAAAAAII/cmpFH3DG6ME/s1600-h/y1pYjCzWJf0XNSV5OmMQ7Pi7Ue5pXr4eGMwDkvk9ySbaYwBjicolSuA5Ett9hC-rjzY[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265208452949709570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SRHHMRJzkwI/AAAAAAAAAII/cmpFH3DG6ME/s320/y1pYjCzWJf0XNSV5OmMQ7Pi7Ue5pXr4eGMwDkvk9ySbaYwBjicolSuA5Ett9hC-rjzY%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que dizer sobre você?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;o que dizer sobre algo que me tras satisfação, mais que ao mesmo tempo me deixa triste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;em abstinencia algo que consome minha alma, devora meu ser?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que e Solidão?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O estado de estar sozinha sem ninguem? Ou o estado de se fechar dentro de si e o mundo acabar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-5843723083752030387?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/5843723083752030387/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=5843723083752030387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5843723083752030387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5843723083752030387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-que-dizer-sobre-voc-o-que-dizer-sobre.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SRHHMRJzkwI/AAAAAAAAAII/cmpFH3DG6ME/s72-c/y1pYjCzWJf0XNSV5OmMQ7Pi7Ue5pXr4eGMwDkvk9ySbaYwBjicolSuA5Ett9hC-rjzY%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-267989802075744789</id><published>2008-10-22T16:24:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T16:26:41.190+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Não, Dessa vez não&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;não vai me desfazer, não vai me dizer o que fazer, Não me explique, va embora quero sair, me distrair de você, quero chorar, ser livre, sair dessa bolha, ser uma bolha so em mim!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;quero respirar longe de você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-267989802075744789?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/267989802075744789/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=267989802075744789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/267989802075744789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/267989802075744789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-dessa-vez-no-no-vai-me-desfazer-no.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-8708271426344695531</id><published>2008-09-16T02:42:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T02:44:31.592+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bom Pessoal um pouco longe do Blog vivendo um momento feliz na minha vida com uma pesoa super especial...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"quem sabe eu volte cedo ou não volte mais"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-8708271426344695531?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/8708271426344695531/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=8708271426344695531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8708271426344695531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8708271426344695531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/09/bom-pessoal-um-pouco-longe-do-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-164284455943746888</id><published>2008-07-19T04:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T04:19:03.113+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Limito-me apenas a sentir e não a dizer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Larguei toda a mágoa e fui viver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se acharem minhas malas, esqueçam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não quero rastros do que fui e do que tive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-164284455943746888?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/164284455943746888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=164284455943746888&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/164284455943746888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/164284455943746888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/07/limito-me-apenas-sentir-e-no-dizer.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-7495269136664807945</id><published>2008-07-19T04:02:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:15:31.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Noite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SIFNIHMk8BI/AAAAAAAAAGw/U-q7LVg2P_I/s1600-h/temporary%2520peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224541844492578834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SIFNIHMk8BI/AAAAAAAAAGw/U-q7LVg2P_I/s320/temporary%2520peace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A noite me deixa triste, me faz mal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A noite em si não entendo me surpreendo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas gosto dessas noites frias tristes elas me dizem o que devo escrever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas pago um preço, alto doido, a solidão me faz compania&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo estando feliz, quando a noite chega me rouba todo sentimento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;ficam apenas as dores, lembranças, solidão os mais puros e belos sentimentos!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-7495269136664807945?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/7495269136664807945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=7495269136664807945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7495269136664807945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7495269136664807945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/07/noite.html' title='Noite'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SIFNIHMk8BI/AAAAAAAAAGw/U-q7LVg2P_I/s72-c/temporary%2520peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-983637554370624451</id><published>2008-07-14T20:39:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:15:31.188+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorrisos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SHud71xaN0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/TgX0OwZQktg/s1600-h/eu%2520e%2520mimi%2520sorrisos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222941844238382914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SHud71xaN0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/TgX0OwZQktg/s320/eu%2520e%2520mimi%2520sorrisos.jpg" width="356" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorriso me faz feliz, teu sorriso!&lt;br /&gt;Alias e a unica coisa que tenho esperado a bastante tempo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; des&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-983637554370624451?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/983637554370624451/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=983637554370624451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/983637554370624451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/983637554370624451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/07/sorrisos.html' title='Sorrisos'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SHud71xaN0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/TgX0OwZQktg/s72-c/eu%2520e%2520mimi%2520sorrisos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-8128749717759290730</id><published>2008-06-29T17:21:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:15:31.306+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SGepanWKDcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jHS0fY9SfNM/s1600-h/fgtguh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217324968035618242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="139" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SGepanWKDcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jHS0fY9SfNM/s320/fgtguh.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -                         &lt;em&gt; Não sou bela nem fera, não sou sua atração, muito menos a perfeição, não sou aquilo que você sonha, nem posso ser aquela que você espera...Sou infeliz, triste, sem graça...Mas livre, liberta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ha liberdade Como te anseio anelo espero...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-8128749717759290730?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/8128749717759290730/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=8128749717759290730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8128749717759290730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8128749717759290730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-sou-bela-nem-fera-no-sou-sua-atrao.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SGepanWKDcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jHS0fY9SfNM/s72-c/fgtguh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-830829357864727511</id><published>2008-06-29T17:14:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:15:31.527+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SGeoX0LXxdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/yMTOxA7ggw4/s1600-h/bftgy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217323820428805586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SGeoX0LXxdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/yMTOxA7ggw4/s320/bftgy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem sabe um dia, sera entendido o valor da amizade, do companheirismo, das alegrias compartilhadas, das brigas, quem sabe deixaremos de nos falar por motivos futeis ou ate mesmo por coisas serias, mas saiba amigo sempre vo senitr sua fauta, e ja sinto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-830829357864727511?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/830829357864727511/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=830829357864727511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/830829357864727511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/830829357864727511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/06/quem-sabe-um-dia-sera-entendido-o-valor.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SGeoX0LXxdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/yMTOxA7ggw4/s72-c/bftgy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-5076443128049375337</id><published>2008-06-21T00:51:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T00:59:37.332+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;tइन्हों तेंतादो   &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;tenho tentado ser mais que isso aqui, ser livre, ser humilde, ser FELIZ, tenho tentado viver sabiamente, tenho vivido triste, vivido como um cão, mas eu sei serei mais, mais alem, do que vocês acham, esperão, tentado viver como alguém digno, preciso de um braço forte para me animar, alguém que me diga: Priih vá em frente você consegue, e não que me digão : seu trabalho esta sendo em vão, não vou te ajudar se vira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;Desculpe o desabafo, mas presiso de alguem, presiso de você!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-5076443128049375337?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/5076443128049375337/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=5076443128049375337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5076443128049375337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5076443128049375337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/06/t-tenho-tentado-ser-mais-que-isso-aqui.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-604068360888059467</id><published>2008-06-07T01:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:15:31.902+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SEnJ-I8PviI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vmqFlDHi5gg/s1600-h/trf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208916513419935266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SEnJ-I8PviI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vmqFlDHi5gg/s320/trf.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sabe Por muitos momentos eu quis  ter V. de vouta, mas você preza sua liberdade demais, um dia veras que a melhor liberdade e aquela quando você tem a pessoa amada ao seu lado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        Por varios dias te procurei, mas não ha encontrei. Por muitas noites chorei, tentando te esquecer, Tentei te tirar a qualquer custo do meu coreção, mas  não consegui...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-604068360888059467?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/604068360888059467/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=604068360888059467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/604068360888059467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/604068360888059467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/06/sabe-por-muitos-momentos-eu-quis-ter-v.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SEnJ-I8PviI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vmqFlDHi5gg/s72-c/trf.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-3478338466613491263</id><published>2008-06-06T02:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:15:32.040+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SEiFKFTjykI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0aNDGpJqP00/s1600-h/hy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208559377323379266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 461px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="263" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SEiFKFTjykI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0aNDGpJqP00/s320/hy.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.......E a solidão acorda em mim um grito de silêncio quando o medo de perder-te é um cordel que pisa os meus cabelosE se perde depois numa estrada deserta... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-3478338466613491263?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/3478338466613491263/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=3478338466613491263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/3478338466613491263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/3478338466613491263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_05.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SEiFKFTjykI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0aNDGpJqP00/s72-c/hy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-5426046602419870187</id><published>2008-06-01T04:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:15:32.173+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Solidão!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SEIO9e0OtlI/AAAAAAAAAFY/WVQjf8U6tXs/s1600-h/Alone_by_ocs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206740568600655442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SEIO9e0OtlI/AAAAAAAAAFY/WVQjf8U6tXs/s320/Alone_by_ocs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;                                &lt;em&gt;  "Não roubes minha solidão, se não for pacaz de me fazer feliz"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-5426046602419870187?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/5426046602419870187/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=5426046602419870187&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5426046602419870187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5426046602419870187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/05/solido.html' title='Solidão!'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SEIO9e0OtlI/AAAAAAAAAFY/WVQjf8U6tXs/s72-c/Alone_by_ocs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-6327259048623674729</id><published>2008-06-01T04:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:15:32.318+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SEIEoQ0cqNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zfM04TJCq8Y/s1600-h/g.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206729208949942482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SEIEoQ0cqNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zfM04TJCq8Y/s320/g.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;expresses this picture: pain, loneliness, fear, despair, sadness and futility, hurt ... and have your picture expresses what?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-6327259048623674729?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/6327259048623674729/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=6327259048623674729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6327259048623674729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/6327259048623674729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/05/expresses-this-picture-pain-loneliness.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SEIEoQ0cqNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zfM04TJCq8Y/s72-c/g.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-7456132632594133058</id><published>2008-06-01T00:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:15:32.498+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Amigo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aquele que se liga a outrem por laços de amizade; &lt;strong&gt;companheiro, aliado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais q&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SEHR318JYiI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Y-1DlOmsIAk/s1600-h/x.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206673401519366690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SEHR318JYiI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Y-1DlOmsIAk/s320/x.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ue um irmão, alguem você pode confiar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais que um irmão, alguem você pode confiar, pode chorar, sorrir, brincar, se alegrar, amigos verdadeiros são poucos, mas são eternos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-7456132632594133058?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/7456132632594133058/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=7456132632594133058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7456132632594133058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7456132632594133058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/05/amigo-aquele-que-se-liga-outrem-por.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SEHR318JYiI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Y-1DlOmsIAk/s72-c/x.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-8360805761172755073</id><published>2008-05-31T00:36:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:15:32.632+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SECBurtFuvI/AAAAAAAAAEw/6uK35-ooVAU/s1600-h/Chuva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206303808246102770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SECBurtFuvI/AAAAAAAAAEw/6uK35-ooVAU/s320/Chuva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Pensamos demasiadamente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sentimos muito pouco&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Necessitamos mais de humildade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que de máquinas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mais de bondade e ternura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que de inteligência.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem isso,A vida se tornará violenta e Tudo se perderá.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Charles Chaplin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-8360805761172755073?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/8360805761172755073/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=8360805761172755073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8360805761172755073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/8360805761172755073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/05/pensamos-demasiadamente-sentimos-muito.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SECBurtFuvI/AAAAAAAAAEw/6uK35-ooVAU/s72-c/Chuva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-2699006151669664518</id><published>2008-05-23T00:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:15:32.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SDX537tFuuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qhxM33soyGE/s1600-h/20071126094525_casal%20sorrindo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203339683811408610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SDX537tFuuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qhxM33soyGE/s320/20071126094525_casal%2520sorrindo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O homen se apaixona por qualquer um que lhe de carinho!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-2699006151669664518?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/2699006151669664518/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=2699006151669664518&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/2699006151669664518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/2699006151669664518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/05/o-homen-se-apaixona-por-qualquer-um-que.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SDX537tFuuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qhxM33soyGE/s72-c/20071126094525_casal%2520sorrindo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-7199693227320238292</id><published>2008-05-23T00:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:15:32.881+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O que é pior?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SDX2MrtFutI/AAAAAAAAAEM/1KOnQCzwXnQ/s1600-h/Anorexia11.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203335642247183058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SDX2MrtFutI/AAAAAAAAAEM/1KOnQCzwXnQ/s320/Anorexia11.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não deve haver nada pior do que viver prisioneiro de uma imagem distorcida de si próprio. Tremenda escravidão que, muitas vezes, só encontra o seu triste fim em morte. Anorexia e bulimia, um campo de concentração a nível interno. De acordo com alguns especialistas dizem, as pessoas (geralmente meninas) com transtornos alimentares, tendem a ser gorda no espelho, embora o seu valor é cada vez mais finos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-7199693227320238292?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/7199693227320238292/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=7199693227320238292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7199693227320238292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7199693227320238292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/05/o-que-pior.html' title='O que é pior?'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9i6nNNoZt1U/SDX2MrtFutI/AAAAAAAAAEM/1KOnQCzwXnQ/s72-c/Anorexia11.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-4062734067951434860</id><published>2008-05-22T03:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T03:34:06.992+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra Flor da minha vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mais uma saudade no meio de tanta solidão desilução no meio da dor da fauta de você, cade você Flor, minha Flor, rainha, vida, o centro de tudo da minha vida!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saudade me consome, grita em meio ao silencio, chora em meio ao odio, sangra em meio a um coração morto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acabou, você se foi não se dooau a mim, não quis ser minha apenas, não quis deixar eu te cuidar te amar como mereçes!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ha o que faço sem sua voz pra me acalmar, sem V. para me dizer o que fazer, para me arruma, para me fazer rir, para me situar, para eu levar para almoçar, brincar, tocar, deixa tudo a seu gosto, fazer todas as tuas vontades, para te sentir, sentir o cheiro da sua pele, ver teus arrepios de frio ou de calor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apenas um parte do que quero te dizer!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-4062734067951434860?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/4062734067951434860/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=4062734067951434860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/4062734067951434860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/4062734067951434860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/05/pra-flor-da-minha-vida.html' title='Pra Flor da minha vida'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-7065084885403805165</id><published>2008-05-22T03:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T03:26:05.202+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Medo</title><content type='html'>O medo, e sua sombra e uma sombra..&lt;br /&gt;ao teu redor esperando para te consumir, tomar a ti,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te matar, te assustar, te pegar, corra!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e algo que te deixa so, paralisa, te deixa em inercia, te faz delirar.. o medo e seu pior inimigo.&lt;br /&gt;Medo de armas, de mortos, de vivos, de mim, de você..medo de viver de morrer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenho medo da solidão, da mediocridade medo da luz medo do amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-7065084885403805165?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/7065084885403805165/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=7065084885403805165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7065084885403805165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7065084885403805165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/05/medo.html' title='Medo'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-573051246650583135</id><published>2008-05-09T16:47:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T16:48:54.281+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Adoro essa!!</title><content type='html'>A tua ausencia adormeçe na minha alma,&lt;br /&gt;Atua saudade invade o meu ser&lt;br /&gt;O teu sexo Consome meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;A ilução me tras você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o medo de te sentir, tocar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acaba com tudo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-573051246650583135?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/573051246650583135/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=573051246650583135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/573051246650583135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/573051246650583135'/><link 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-5950999169662874743?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/5950999169662874743/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=5950999169662874743&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5950999169662874743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5950999169662874743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/05/o-amor.html' title='O amor'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-812270484208551211</id><published>2008-05-09T16:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T16:44:30.300+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me julgam&lt;br /&gt;                   julgam minha&lt;br /&gt;-alma&lt;br /&gt;   -dança&lt;br /&gt;meu    sexo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julgam Meu&lt;br /&gt;vestir          -andar&lt;br /&gt;                    Meu falar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julgam minha caminhada Julgam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cONHEcer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-4358076626705082124</id><published>2008-05-09T16:39:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T16:39:47.501+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Viva o silencio da alma, ea agitação do coração....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-4358076626705082124?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/4358076626705082124/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-5248446940027163745</id><published>2008-05-09T16:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T16:39:16.079+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somente na Solidão ouve-se os gritos da saudade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-5248446940027163745?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/5248446940027163745/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=5248446940027163745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5248446940027163745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/5248446940027163745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/05/somente-na-solido-ouve-se-os-gritos-da.html' title=''/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-7772954437596967453</id><published>2008-05-09T16:34:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T16:37:50.365+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Silencio</title><content type='html'>O silencio não comete erros!!&lt;br /&gt;........Mas tras solidão!&lt;div 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title='Silencio'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-9019246990467399030</id><published>2008-05-09T16:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T16:34:20.203+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feridas</title><content type='html'>Feridas da alma não se curam com pedidos de desculpas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-9019246990467399030?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/9019246990467399030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-3084275800589022931</id><published>2008-05-09T16:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T16:33:24.371+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.....................Sei que não te quis, te magoei, mas se não te quis ou te magoei...&lt;br /&gt;Foi porque um dia me negastes seu amor, e me diseste não me amar mais!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-3084275800589022931?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/3084275800589022931/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-1542420721059537594</id><published>2008-04-24T14:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T14:54:20.463+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Qual eo seu Papel?!?!?</title><content type='html'>Dia 23/04/2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui ao Conic, Estava tendo uma exposisao Sobre recicle "Qual eo seu papel recicle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostei muito pois fala sobre o papel da humanidade, e sobre o que você e eu estamos fazendo para melhorar o mundo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi assim surpreendente mesmo adorei os desenhos as figuras as colagens as fotografias, foi um trabalho de varios artistas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vale a pena ver!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-1542420721059537594?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/1542420721059537594/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=1542420721059537594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1542420721059537594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/1542420721059537594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/04/qual-eo-seu-papel.html' title='Qual eo seu Papel?!?!?'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-5327796870156135941</id><published>2008-04-24T02:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T02:19:33.578+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Por hoje e so!!</title><content type='html'>Hoje Sem pensamentos retorcidos, magoados, odiaveis, hoje deixo apenas minha gratidão aos poucs leitores!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boa Noite!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-5327796870156135941?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/5327796870156135941/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-7197033000025364997</id><published>2008-04-22T22:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:35:45.684+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu como sou!!</title><content type='html'>sendo, assim, cem por cento auto-crítica, não sou o padrão de certo, o padrão de beleza, não sou o padrão de inteligência. muito menos os padrões de sanções, símbolos, regras, papéis e/ou fenômenos sociais. sendo totalmente auto-crítica pelo mínimo valor que eu tenha não vale a pena nem me conhecer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-7197033000025364997?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/7197033000025364997/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=7197033000025364997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7197033000025364997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7197033000025364997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/04/eu-como-sou.html' title='Eu como sou!!'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-7719590967396526090</id><published>2008-04-22T22:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:34:36.128+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Inutilidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Onde chegaremos com toda essa futilidade... Com meninas se perdendo na infancia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Pais nao respeitam seus filhos e filhos nao respeitam seus pais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Presisamos nos voutar novamente ao amor carisma carinho de filho para com seu Pai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ontem 22/04/2008  eu estava na fila do metro, observei um pai com sua linda filha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;o pai estava meio bebado, agarando sua filha sem senas obsenas mas..com abraços calorosos beijos que por pouco nao eram na boca!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;o pai pegava na menina como se pegava em sua mulher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Bom quero expressar minha opnião sobre isso:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Não acho legal, pois e assim que começa, em braços, beijinhos aqui beijinhos ali.. a filha pode não notar, perceber mas quando ver sera tarde demais, pois esse eo instinto de Homen!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;E quando acontecer o que sera dito?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ele nao faria isso era tao carinhoso com ela adorava a filha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;mas as vezes os instintos falam mais alto!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-7719590967396526090?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/7719590967396526090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=7719590967396526090&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7719590967396526090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7719590967396526090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/04/inutilidade.html' title='Inutilidade'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2882378975867351015.post-7185460744682923139</id><published>2008-04-22T22:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:13:04.728+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Caso Isabela</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Quero falar sobre a Desumanidade Humana,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Onde chegaremos com toda Violencia, Odio onde chegaremos assim..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quantas crianças, ancioes, adultos teram que morrer para pararmos para refletir em nosso comportamento primitivo?!?!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pare para pensar!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2882378975867351015-7185460744682923139?l=diiadechuva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/feeds/7185460744682923139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2882378975867351015&amp;postID=7185460744682923139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7185460744682923139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2882378975867351015/posts/default/7185460744682923139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diiadechuva.blogspot.com/2008/04/caso-isabela.html' title='Caso Isabela'/><author><name>@prichieesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18110105975482251134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
