<?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-6074701908138865420</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:10:14.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sutilmente...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-8899506634619898959</id><published>2009-11-30T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:14:55.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SxRDkzXQpRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/F5vfCoe79kg/s1600/espera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SxRDkzXQpRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/F5vfCoe79kg/s320/espera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410023351920928018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"I can almost see it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; That dream I'm dreaming.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; But there's a voice inside my head saying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; you'll never reach it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;The struggles I'm facing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; the chances i'm taking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; sometimes might knock me down&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; but no, I'm not breaking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; I may not know it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; but these are the moment that I'm gonna remember most&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Just gotta keep going&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; and I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; I got to be strong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Just keep pushing on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Cause&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; I'm always gonna want to make it move&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Always gonna be an uphill battle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Sometimes you're going to have to lose&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Aint about how fast I get there&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Aint about what's waiting on the other side&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; It's a climb.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Keep on moving&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Keep running&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Keep the faith&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; It's all about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; It's all about the climb&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Keep the faith&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Keep your faith"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegou! É esse final de semana. Começa a maratona de provas.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fé e força.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torçam por mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-8899506634619898959?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/8899506634619898959/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=8899506634619898959' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/8899506634619898959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/8899506634619898959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-can-almost-see-it-that-dream-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/SxRDkzXQpRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/F5vfCoe79kg/s72-c/espera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-8867029078060682939</id><published>2009-10-20T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T17:50:51.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/St5avztO4mI/AAAAAAAAAKA/9jwwsgWmK1U/s1600-h/oracao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394849181016711778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/St5avztO4mI/AAAAAAAAAKA/9jwwsgWmK1U/s320/oracao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Deus costuma usar a solidão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para nos ensinar sobre a convivência.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Às vezes, usa a raiva para que possamos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Compreender o infinito valor da paz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outras vezes usa o tédio, quando quer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;nos mostrar a importância da aventura e do abandono.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus costuma usar o silêncio para nos ensinar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;sobre a responsabilidade do que dizemos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Às vezes usa o cansaço, para que possamos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Compreender o valor do despertar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outras vezes usa a doença, quando quer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nos mostrar a importância da saúde.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus costuma usar o fogo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;para nos ensinar a andar sobre a água.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Às vezes, usa a terra, para que possamos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Compreender o valor do ar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outras vezes usa a morte, quando quer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nos mostrar a importância da vida."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Fernando_Pessoa/"&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;strong&gt;"Prova de Amor maior não há." Provas mais reais que as do ensinamento de um PAI, só o seu amor incondicional. Agradeço a TI por me permitir aprender isso e por me trazer a escolha. "Em VOCÊ eu sei me sinto forte. Com VOCÊ não temo a minha sorte. E eu sei que isso veio de VOCÊ."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perdão por não Te ouvir quando me falas. Preciso aprender a ler Teus desejos pra mim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boa noite! &lt;/strong&gt;&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/6074701908138865420-8867029078060682939?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/8867029078060682939/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=8867029078060682939' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/8867029078060682939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/8867029078060682939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2009/10/deus-costuma-usar-solidao-para-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/St5avztO4mI/AAAAAAAAAKA/9jwwsgWmK1U/s72-c/oracao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-1824207581663801944</id><published>2009-09-22T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T09:49:16.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/Srj-5MkLnFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/CtHmymq-88U/s1600-h/OgAAAKfCKv9O7_4diPoyL8HR1F9rkXvxB2UhSBfW-TPkFo89eejv1VULt2gapHpoArLg02PIwvx5jYPbiYIdbuXYvVgAm1T1UIwGfmv9aIzx4HyueDZrSuzLMk0g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384333613100407890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/Srj-5MkLnFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/CtHmymq-88U/s320/OgAAAKfCKv9O7_4diPoyL8HR1F9rkXvxB2UhSBfW-TPkFo89eejv1VULt2gapHpoArLg02PIwvx5jYPbiYIdbuXYvVgAm1T1UIwGfmv9aIzx4HyueDZrSuzLMk0g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'A fórmula do acaso'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O que ninguém explica nem entende. xD&lt;/p&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/6074701908138865420-1824207581663801944?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/1824207581663801944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=1824207581663801944' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/1824207581663801944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/1824207581663801944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2009/09/formula-do-acaso-o-que-ninguem-explica.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/Srj-5MkLnFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/CtHmymq-88U/s72-c/OgAAAKfCKv9O7_4diPoyL8HR1F9rkXvxB2UhSBfW-TPkFo89eejv1VULt2gapHpoArLg02PIwvx5jYPbiYIdbuXYvVgAm1T1UIwGfmv9aIzx4HyueDZrSuzLMk0g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-931103679153085269</id><published>2009-09-04T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:59:34.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assumo os riscos. xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377781428352171362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SqG3t2SfvWI/AAAAAAAAAJo/k7AloDxl1d4/s320/vestibular.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falta pouco pra primeira fase e pode focar nas específicas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vai ser um alivio poder ver que meu objetivo está mais próximo e quase concreto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/6074701908138865420-931103679153085269?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/931103679153085269/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=931103679153085269' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/931103679153085269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/931103679153085269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2009/09/assumo-os-riscos.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/SqG3t2SfvWI/AAAAAAAAAJo/k7AloDxl1d4/s72-c/vestibular.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-5365163765732786959</id><published>2009-09-01T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T09:52:54.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/Sp1RH5QKB8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/sMjaYFw9c7I/s1600-h/lll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376542726219761602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/Sp1RH5QKB8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/sMjaYFw9c7I/s200/lll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A dança e a alma&lt;br /&gt;(Carlos Drummond de Andrade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A DANÇA? Não é movimento,&lt;br /&gt;Súbito gesto musical.&lt;br /&gt;É concentração, num momento,&lt;br /&gt;Da humana graça natural.&lt;br /&gt;No solo não, no éter pairamos,&lt;br /&gt;Nele amaríamos ficar.&lt;br /&gt;A dança - não vento nos ramos:&lt;br /&gt;Seiva, força, perene estar.&lt;br /&gt;                                        Um estar entre céu e chão,&lt;br /&gt;                                        Novo domínio conquistado,&lt;br /&gt;                                        onde busque nossa paixão&lt;br /&gt;                                        Libertar-se por todo lado...&lt;br /&gt;                                        Onde a alma possa descrever&lt;br /&gt;                                        Suas mais divinas parábolas&lt;br /&gt;                                        Sem fugir à forma do ser,&lt;br /&gt;                                        Por sobre o mistério das fábulas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li esse texto e lembrei de como me sinto quando danço!&lt;br /&gt;Ai saudade de rodopiar, esticar as pernas, pular, perder o folego e Sentir os pés doerem de tanto ensaiar. Hoje eu vejo que não precisava ter parado... Talvez eu tivesse conseguido conciliar com os meus estudos. Mas no final das contas vejo que pensei estar seguindo o mais importante... Quero compensar o tempo parada e voltar a dançar. Quem sabe minha alma se expressando não se acalma um pouco e sorri?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-5365163765732786959?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/5365163765732786959/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=5365163765732786959' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/5365163765732786959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/5365163765732786959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2009/09/danca-e-alma-carlos-drummond-de-andrade.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/Sp1RH5QKB8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/sMjaYFw9c7I/s72-c/lll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-4113269192774009191</id><published>2009-08-27T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:23:39.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SpcVTbH0mHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XTsT-ihWHKQ/s1600-h/TRISTE,_TRISTE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374788103732238450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SpcVTbH0mHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XTsT-ihWHKQ/s200/TRISTE,_TRISTE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Vai passar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda espero você não ligar&lt;br /&gt;Lembro que não vou te ver&lt;br /&gt;Nem te dizer bom dia.&lt;br /&gt;E você ainda mora&lt;br /&gt;Em cada canto do meu percurso diário.&lt;br /&gt;"Você não me ensinou a te esquecer"&lt;br /&gt;Apenas me fez desistir de nós&lt;br /&gt;E eu espero o tempo me passar essa lição&lt;br /&gt;Ele tem sido um ótimo professor.&lt;br /&gt;E por mais entranho que seja,&lt;br /&gt;Machuca menos não te ter&lt;br /&gt;Que me sentir um enfeite "na sua estante".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-4113269192774009191?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/4113269192774009191/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=4113269192774009191' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/4113269192774009191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/4113269192774009191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2009/08/vai-passar.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/SpcVTbH0mHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XTsT-ihWHKQ/s72-c/TRISTE,_TRISTE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-6841370949609290748</id><published>2009-08-13T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:44:29.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E então?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O insignificante quer ganhar significado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O invisível quer ser visto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O imensurável procura uma medida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O inapropriado às vezes se passa por apropriado &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O incolor precisa das cores para existir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O inútil possui sempre alguma utilidade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E o insensível? Às vezes deseja sentir?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou não se importa?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369598308239227506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SoSlNkUjOnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/bcPh9JFGMO0/s200/menina_invisivel.JPG" border="0" /&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/6074701908138865420-6841370949609290748?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/6841370949609290748/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=6841370949609290748' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/6841370949609290748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/6841370949609290748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2009/08/e-entao-o-insignificante-quer-ganhar.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/SoSlNkUjOnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/bcPh9JFGMO0/s72-c/menina_invisivel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-628728012348008021</id><published>2009-08-02T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T06:15:56.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SnWROC00BHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/dKhfu71hoyQ/s1600-h/huuum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365354201544393842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SnWROC00BHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/dKhfu71hoyQ/s200/huuum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Caramelos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SnWQZkZUarI/AAAAAAAAAHY/SXTnIzIO694/s1600-h/huuum.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vô Joaquim e Vó Quitéria não eram nossos avós de verdade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eram nossos vizinhos e nos acolhiam em sua casa como se fossemos seus netos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E nossos pais aprovaram chamá-los assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já faz muito tempo que a gente não entra na casa deles, pede a benção &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E fica de olho nas balas que ficavam num pote de vidro no centro da sala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ir pra casa deles significava voltar com os bolsos cheios de caramelos e pirulitos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pessoas doces, apaixonantes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que marcaram a minha infância&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(minha irmã era muito pequena quando nos mudamos e não recorda muito deles. Só lembra dos caramelos)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Havia muito tempo que não pensava neles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Até que numa tarde meu pai comentou:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Filhas, Seu Joaquim faleceu essa semana"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não houve queda no meu mundo, pois já não tinha proximidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas lembrei de como eles eram, do cheiro doce que a casa tinha e de como eles eram carinhosos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De como Vó Quitéria nos mimava, apesar da ausência do parentesco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E como Vô Joaquim era engraçado e que toda tarde ele descia para jogar dominó com os outros senhores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...Talvez eu vá ver Vó Quitéria...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E peço a Deus que guarde Vô Joaquim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...tenho certeza de que toda vez que eu tentar puxar uma lembrança da minha infância até os meus 8 anos de idade vou lembrar dos caramelos.&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/6074701908138865420-628728012348008021?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/628728012348008021/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=628728012348008021' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/628728012348008021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/628728012348008021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2009/08/caramelos.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/SnWROC00BHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/dKhfu71hoyQ/s72-c/huuum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-2071894992548956586</id><published>2009-07-24T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T03:38:11.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Certa vez&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/Smo4EUn81nI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SpSnxofzEBw/s1600-h/l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362159953244903026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/Smo4EUn81nI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SpSnxofzEBw/s320/l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma música&lt;br /&gt;Umas promessas&lt;br /&gt;Um luar&lt;br /&gt;Algumas palavras ternas&lt;br /&gt;Bastantes para criar uma idéia&lt;br /&gt;Tão fágril como um rosa&lt;br /&gt;Mas assim como a rosa que murcha&lt;br /&gt;Um dia a idéia bate de frente com o real&lt;br /&gt;Quem sonhou perde o animo&lt;br /&gt;Quem prometeu se esquece&lt;br /&gt;Quem percebeu o que aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;Ficou calado&lt;br /&gt;E uma nova rosa desbrocha&lt;br /&gt;O quanto vai permancer intacta&lt;br /&gt;Só Deus sabe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-2071894992548956586?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/2071894992548956586/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=2071894992548956586' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/2071894992548956586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/2071894992548956586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2009/07/uma-musica-umas-promessas-umas-noites.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/Smo4EUn81nI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SpSnxofzEBw/s72-c/l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-7102669890121711784</id><published>2009-06-26T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:21:57.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SkVlmfbDrOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/t1UeXaEsAIo/s1600-h/lara.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351795444144123106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SkVlmfbDrOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/t1UeXaEsAIo/s320/lara.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A redoma de vidro volta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dessa vez ninguém viu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ninguém percebeu que estava sendo vestida novamente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simplesmente deixou que ela isolasse da realidade &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem mais precisa sentir o que é real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não é de se espantar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talvez seja esse o ciclo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                           Achar que se livrou desse envoltório&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                           E acabar por se enfiar nele novamente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                           Por medo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                           Ou seria por não saber viver?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                           A única coisa clara, óbvia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                           É que tornou-se urgente, incrivelmente necessário &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                           Livrar-se disso e aprender a conviver com o que está     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                            &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                           Reservado.&lt;/div&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;&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/6074701908138865420-7102669890121711784?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/7102669890121711784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=7102669890121711784' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/7102669890121711784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/7102669890121711784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2009/06/redoma-de-vidro-volta-dessa-vez-ninguem.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/SkVlmfbDrOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/t1UeXaEsAIo/s72-c/lara.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-5212394053877003503</id><published>2009-06-14T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:39:45.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sabe quando você escuta uma música e se identifica com ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi o que aconteceu comigo quando liguei o rádio e ouvi "Sutilmente" do Skank.&lt;br /&gt;Percebi que me identifiquei bastante com a letra simples e direta.&lt;br /&gt;Pra quem curte uma balada romântica vale procurar ouvir. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ai vai a letra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Sutilmente" (Skank)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando eu estiver triste&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente me abrace&lt;br /&gt;E quando eu estiver louco&lt;br /&gt;Subitamente se afaste&lt;br /&gt;E quando eu estiver fogo&lt;br /&gt;Suavemente se encaixe...&lt;br /&gt;E quando eu estiver triste&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente me abrace&lt;br /&gt;E quando eu estiver louco&lt;br /&gt;Subitamente se afaste&lt;br /&gt;E quando eu estiver bobo&lt;br /&gt;Sutilmente disfarce...&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando eu estiver morto&lt;br /&gt;Suplico que não me mate não&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de ti...&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que o mundo acabe enfim&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de tudo que cabe em ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347268775305514722" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SjVQnr6fjuI/AAAAAAAAAGg/hpYj2J0AX2M/s320/skank.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-5212394053877003503?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/5212394053877003503/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=5212394053877003503' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/5212394053877003503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/5212394053877003503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2009/06/sabe-quando-voce-escuta-uma-musica-e-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/SjVQnr6fjuI/AAAAAAAAAGg/hpYj2J0AX2M/s72-c/skank.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-78663358141438175</id><published>2009-04-14T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T10:24:02.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Porque metade de mim é abrigo, mas a outra metade é cansaço.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-78663358141438175?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/78663358141438175/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=78663358141438175' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/78663358141438175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/78663358141438175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2009/04/porque-metade-de-mim-e-abrigo-mas-outra.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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-6074701908138865420.post-3440855650825694838</id><published>2009-01-26T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T03:25:39.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SX2bmsKjYHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/eIXh-vGMNQo/s1600-h/paisagens+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SX2bmsKjYHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/eIXh-vGMNQo/s320/paisagens+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295559825850327154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Viajando por ai... se vê cada coisa que normalmente passa despercebida.&lt;br /&gt;Issa imagem é um exemplo disso. Passei tanto tempo presa nos meus problemas que esqueci de olhar o mundo a minha volta e perceber o quanto eu tenho deixado passar pensando só nas confusões da minha cabeça. Esse Sol brilhando lá longe, tão intenso... Eu quero viver minha vida assim. De forma intensa e sempre vivendo o dia de hoje, não o amanha; pois ele pode não vir.&lt;br /&gt;" O sol já nasceu na estrada nova. E mesmo que eu impeça ele vai brilhar. Lembra se puder; Se não der, esqueça. De algum jeito vai apssar."&lt;br /&gt;Ao invés de tentar impedir o Sol de estar tão intenso vou me juntar a ele: Ser intensa Hoje. Quem sabe assim por mais que os impecilhos apareçam eles não consigam me empedir de sorrir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-3440855650825694838?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/3440855650825694838/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=3440855650825694838' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/3440855650825694838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/3440855650825694838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2009/01/viajando-por-ai.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/SX2bmsKjYHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/eIXh-vGMNQo/s72-c/paisagens+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-7792969631980839758</id><published>2009-01-23T09:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:50:00.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SXoC6AAt9GI/AAAAAAAAAF0/MjJgZLKmY_g/s1600-h/anivers%C3%A1rio+de+larissa-+skillus+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SXoC6AAt9GI/AAAAAAAAAF0/MjJgZLKmY_g/s320/anivers%C3%A1rio+de+larissa-+skillus+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294547507386119266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;___Tirando a poeira aqui. Finalmente resolvi voltar a escrever... uma certa amiga me disse que gostava de ler o que eu escrevia, então hoje o texto é dela.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Uma amiga que me descobriu e me fez ver quem realmente sou.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sempre me socorre e entende. Mesmo quando acha que estou errada me dá a mão.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E se eu pudesse daria a ela todasas estrelas do céu assim como o Pequeno Príncipe faria.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Victória, sua amizade pra mim é muito mais que um simples apoio: é uma conquista da qual me orgulho! Faço questão de lhe agradecer por tudo até hoje dito e feito. E saiba que estarei sempre com você. E quando quiser me ouvir olhe pro céu: as estrelas vão rir pra você. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Te amo minha amiga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Agora e sempre"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-7792969631980839758?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/7792969631980839758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=7792969631980839758' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/7792969631980839758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/7792969631980839758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2009/01/tirando-poeira-aqui.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/SXoC6AAt9GI/AAAAAAAAAF0/MjJgZLKmY_g/s72-c/anivers%C3%A1rio+de+larissa-+skillus+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-3802750496371950781</id><published>2009-01-22T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T08:06:44.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Querendo ou não a gente tem que escolher um caminho para seguir em frente... e nem sempre é o que queremos e sim o que precisamos que nos leva fazer a escolha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-3802750496371950781?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/3802750496371950781/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=3802750496371950781' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/3802750496371950781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/3802750496371950781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2009/01/querendo-ou-no-gente-tem-que-escolher.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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-6074701908138865420.post-5500692124434220761</id><published>2008-04-27T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T16:17:12.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;Saudades...&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SBUIweq8HqI/AAAAAAAAAD4/WVxrmg5F6Wg/s1600-h/DSC05113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/SBUIweq8HqI/AAAAAAAAAD4/WVxrmg5F6Wg/s320/DSC05113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194067374201642658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Um amor que pra sempre eu vou guardar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-5500692124434220761?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/5500692124434220761/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=5500692124434220761' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/5500692124434220761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/5500692124434220761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2008/04/saudades.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/SBUIweq8HqI/AAAAAAAAAD4/WVxrmg5F6Wg/s72-c/DSC05113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-170115695964410291</id><published>2007-12-26T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T04:06:44.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;"Eu estou acordada há algum tempo agora&lt;br /&gt;Você fez com que eu me sentisse como uma criança&lt;br /&gt;agora&lt;br /&gt;Porque toda vez que eu vejo seu rosto animado&lt;br /&gt;Eu sinto um arrepio num lugar bobo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Começa na ponta dos meus pés&lt;br /&gt;Me faz enrugar o nariz&lt;br /&gt;Para onde for, eu sempre sei&lt;br /&gt;Que você me faz sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Por favor, fique por um instante agora&lt;br /&gt;Não tenha pressa&lt;br /&gt;Em qualquer lugar que você vá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chuva está caindo no vidro da minha janela&lt;br /&gt;Mas nós estamos nos escondendo em um lugar seguro&lt;br /&gt;Debaixo das cobertas, ficando secos e quentes&lt;br /&gt;Você me dá sentimentos que eu adoro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que eu vou dizer&lt;br /&gt;Quando você faz com que eu me sinta desse jeito?&lt;br /&gt;Eu apenas.........&lt;br /&gt;Refrão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já faz um tempo que eu adormeci&lt;br /&gt;Você me cobriu como uma criança agora&lt;br /&gt;Porque toda vez que você me segura em seus braços&lt;br /&gt;Eu fico confortável o bastante para sentir o seu&lt;br /&gt;calor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Começa na minha alma&lt;br /&gt;E eu perco todo o controle&lt;br /&gt;Quando você beija o meu nariz&lt;br /&gt;O sentimento aparece&lt;br /&gt;Porque você me faz sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Baby, não se apresse&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto você me abraça forte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em qualquer lugar, em qualquer lugar, em qualquer&lt;br /&gt;lugar que você vá...&lt;br /&gt;Em qualquer lugar, em qualquer lugar, em qualquer&lt;br /&gt;lugar que você vá..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É assim que estou me sentindo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-170115695964410291?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/170115695964410291/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=170115695964410291' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/170115695964410291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/170115695964410291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2007/12/eu-estou-acordada-h-algum-tempo-agora.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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-6074701908138865420.post-614919287646425611</id><published>2007-11-29T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T11:05:07.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Ainda vai levar um tempo pra fechar o que feriu por dentro. Natural que seja assim, tanto pra você quanto pra mim. Ainda leva uma cara pra gente poder dar risada. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não são frases feitas, nem abraços que vão me fazer mudar de opnião.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-614919287646425611?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/614919287646425611/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=614919287646425611' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/614919287646425611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/614919287646425611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2007/11/ainda-vai-levar-um-tempo-pra-fechar-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-646321575550806104</id><published>2007-11-22T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T10:13:44.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Foi  tempo que perdeste com a tua rosa que a tornou tão importante pra ti."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigo é isso, cuida, perde tempo, às vezes reclama, mas no final das contas sabe que ama!&lt;br /&gt;E não pense que isso se descobre tão simples assim. Só quando sentimos falta ou quando nos damos conta do quanto somos responsáveis por alguém. "Essa é a mais bela responsabilidade de nossas vidas e a prova de que não nos encontramos por acaso."&lt;br /&gt;asbe o que me fez querer escrever isto? "Uma certa pessoa sabe?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo. Pra sempre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-646321575550806104?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/646321575550806104/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=646321575550806104' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/646321575550806104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/646321575550806104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2007/11/foi-tempo-que-perdeste-com-tua-rosa-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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-6074701908138865420.post-1714076099601980757</id><published>2007-10-29T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T18:25:20.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;"Tem sempre a hora em que você tropeça e agride&lt;br /&gt;Tem sempre a hora do furo e "foi mal"&lt;br /&gt;É pouco pra que te desculpem&lt;br /&gt;E não tem mais como voltar o filme&lt;br /&gt;E não tem como simular "foi sem querer"&lt;br /&gt;Tem sempre a hora em que você só pede asilo&lt;br /&gt;Quem te conhece não acha normal&lt;br /&gt;E estranha assim que você mude&lt;br /&gt;E a tua cara que mudou no espelho&lt;br /&gt;Ainda é a mesma no olhar de quem te vê&lt;br /&gt;Tem sempre a hora do encontro&lt;br /&gt;Entre como eu te vejo e você"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembrei dessa musica de Oswaldo Montenegro, e achei adequada pra mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-1714076099601980757?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/1714076099601980757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=1714076099601980757' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/1714076099601980757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/1714076099601980757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2007/10/tem-sempre-hora-em-que-voc-tropea-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-5059909741611272508</id><published>2007-10-22T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T11:48:39.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tem coisas que não podemos avitar, as vezes não queremos aceitar, mas no final das contas abirmos os olhos e percebemos que são fundamentais para o nosso crescimento...&lt;br /&gt;E o "fim" de algo não significa que desapareceu... simplesmente se transformou em algo mais real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eu vou tentar sempre...&lt;br /&gt;e acreditar q sou capaz, de levantar uma vez mais!&lt;br /&gt;eu vou seguir sempre... saber que ao menos eu tentei&lt;br /&gt;e vou tentar mais uma vez..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Fundamental é ser feliz!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-5059909741611272508?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/5059909741611272508/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=5059909741611272508' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/5059909741611272508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/5059909741611272508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2007/10/tem-coisas-que-no-podemos-avitar-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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-6074701908138865420.post-3484515056716516331</id><published>2007-10-06T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T18:05:19.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ser feliz é uma escolha(...)"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/RwgwlX0gAjI/AAAAAAAAADw/KQqBaM54yCM/s1600-h/lara+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/RwgwlX0gAjI/AAAAAAAAADw/KQqBaM54yCM/s320/lara+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118394395114078770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus amigos me salvaram mais uma vez de mim mesma!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-3484515056716516331?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/3484515056716516331/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=3484515056716516331' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/3484515056716516331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/3484515056716516331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2007/10/ser-feliz-uma-escolha.html' title='&quot;Ser feliz é uma escolha(...)&quot;'/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/RwgwlX0gAjI/AAAAAAAAADw/KQqBaM54yCM/s72-c/lara+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-1748592364223612544</id><published>2007-09-07T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T09:51:26.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assisto em silêncio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/RuGBaTmf0bI/AAAAAAAAADE/g_S1NCkMGZw/s1600-h/album2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/RuGBaTmf0bI/AAAAAAAAADE/g_S1NCkMGZw/s320/album2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107505741353177522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos estão aqui, por que não percebo?&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que há barulho, mas aqui "dentro" só há silêncio...&lt;br /&gt;                              [um silêncio insuportável... que incomoda&lt;br /&gt;                              [muito mais que o movimento&lt;br /&gt;                              [e o blablablá das pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É como se eu estivesse numa redoma de vidro contra a minha vontade,&lt;br /&gt;vontade essa que aparentemente perdou forças...&lt;br /&gt;                           ( Eu sei que ela está aqui, está acuada assim como estou)&lt;br /&gt;E os gritos que ouço do lado de fora não me pedem pra sair...&lt;br /&gt;Me obrigam a ficar aqui dentro, pelo menos até cessarem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que é isso?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-1748592364223612544?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/1748592364223612544/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=1748592364223612544' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/1748592364223612544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/1748592364223612544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2007/09/assisto-em-silncio.html' title='Assisto em silêncio...'/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/RuGBaTmf0bI/AAAAAAAAADE/g_S1NCkMGZw/s72-c/album2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-1501276881151154723</id><published>2007-08-18T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T13:44:06.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aos 16 anos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/RsdXI5G919I/AAAAAAAAACc/72UUzkeKRN8/s1600-h/dia+dos+pais+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/RsdXI5G919I/AAAAAAAAACc/72UUzkeKRN8/s320/dia+dos+pais+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100140913300985810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/RsdVdZG915I/AAAAAAAAAB8/av-fBgWVT_U/s1600-h/album3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/RsdVdZG915I/AAAAAAAAAB8/av-fBgWVT_U/s320/album3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100139066465048466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sei Mais do que eu quis Mais do que sou E sei do que sei Só não sei viver Sem querer ser Mais do que sou"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Sei&lt;br /&gt;Mais do que eu quis&lt;br /&gt;Mais do que sou&lt;br /&gt;E sei do que sei&lt;/pre&gt;"E fato é o ato da procura E a cura não existe Só o que era certo Eu descobri Nem sempre era o melhor"   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/RsdXm5G91-I/AAAAAAAAACk/yC15l__WCWc/s1600-h/no+ano+novo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/RsdXm5G91-I/AAAAAAAAACk/yC15l__WCWc/s320/no+ano+novo.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100141428697061346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/RsdYPZG91_I/AAAAAAAAACs/SlwCy-ShYTk/s1600-h/anivers%C3%A1rio+de+larissa-+skillus+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/RsdYPZG91_I/AAAAAAAAACs/SlwCy-ShYTk/s320/anivers%C3%A1rio+de+larissa-+skillus+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100142124481763314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; "Abri os olhos Não consigo mais fechar Assisto em silêncio Até o que eu não quero enxergar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Enquanto eu penso&lt;br /&gt;Tanto entendo&lt;br /&gt;Que é mais fácil&lt;br /&gt;Não pensar&lt;br /&gt;O que era certo&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi&lt;br /&gt;A sempre questionar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;"Não sei afastar A dor de saber Que o saber não há Só não sei dizer Se esse meu ver Se pode&lt;br /&gt;explicar"                                   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/RsdZFpG92AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/tbzyLnrPrNc/s1600-h/LALISGATA20060815203219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/RsdZFpG92AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/tbzyLnrPrNc/s320/LALISGATA20060815203219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100143056489666562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-1501276881151154723?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/1501276881151154723/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=1501276881151154723' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/1501276881151154723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/1501276881151154723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2007/08/aos-16-anos.html' title='Aos 16 anos...'/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/RsdXI5G919I/AAAAAAAAACc/72UUzkeKRN8/s72-c/dia+dos+pais+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-2886325810506898842</id><published>2007-08-12T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T11:26:01.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A meu Pai...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/Rr9LzICU7eI/AAAAAAAAABM/CT-FWQp62k4/s1600-h/dia+dos+pais+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/Rr9LzICU7eI/AAAAAAAAABM/CT-FWQp62k4/s320/dia+dos+pais+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097876644909346274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse homem que admiro tanto, com todas a suas virtudes e também seus limites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/Rr9MAoCU7fI/AAAAAAAAABU/ROC5hnsr8fM/s1600-h/dia+dos+pais+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/Rr9MAoCU7fI/AAAAAAAAABU/ROC5hnsr8fM/s320/dia+dos+pais+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097876876837580274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... este mestre contador de historias que traz em seu coração tantas memórias...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/Rr9N9ICU7gI/AAAAAAAAABc/GwAJE2wv0Fk/s1600-h/DSC00893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/Rr9N9ICU7gI/AAAAAAAAABc/GwAJE2wv0Fk/s320/DSC00893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097879015731293698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... este homem brincalhão, mas também, às vezes,&lt;br /&gt;silencioso e pensativo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/Rr9O-ICU7hI/AAAAAAAAABk/g-FcQTvP9ko/s1600-h/dia+dos+pais+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/Rr9O-ICU7hI/AAAAAAAAABk/g-FcQTvP9ko/s320/dia+dos+pais+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097880132422790674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painho, muito obrigado por ser quem é!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amooo!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/Rr9QZoCU7jI/AAAAAAAAAB0/kMS3IOQ3HgY/s1600-h/valsa....JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N02hu_4WA-0/Rr9QZoCU7jI/AAAAAAAAAB0/kMS3IOQ3HgY/s320/valsa....JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097881704380821042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-2886325810506898842?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/2886325810506898842/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=2886325810506898842' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/2886325810506898842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/2886325810506898842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2007/08/meu-pai.html' title='A meu Pai...'/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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/_N02hu_4WA-0/Rr9LzICU7eI/AAAAAAAAABM/CT-FWQp62k4/s72-c/dia+dos+pais+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074701908138865420.post-4635394446540852433</id><published>2007-08-04T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T10:47:26.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... o mundo é portátil pra quem não tem nada a esconder...</title><content type='html'>“Depois de algum tempo você aprende a diferença, a sutil diferença entre dar a mão e acorrentar uma alma. E você aprende que amar não significa apoiar-se. E que companhia nem sempre significa segurança. Começa a aprender que beijos não são contratos e que presentes não são promessas.E aprende que, não importa o quanto você se importe, algumas pessoas simplesmente não se importam…Aprende que falar pode aliviar dores emocionais, e descobre que se leva anos para se construir confiança e apenas segundos para destruí-la, e que você pode fazer coisas em um instante, das quais se arrependerá pelo resto da vida; aprende que verdadeiras amizades continuam a crescer mesmo a longas distâncias, e o que importa não é o que você tem na vida, mas quem você tem na vida.Aprende que, ou você controla seus atos, ou eles o controlarão…Descobre que só porque alguém não o ama do jeito que você quer que ame não significa que esse alguém não o ama com tudo o que pode.Aprende que não importa em quantos pedaços seu coração foi partido, o mundo não pára para que você o conserte. Aprende que o tempo não é algo que possa voltar.&lt;br /&gt;Portanto, plante seu jardim e decore sua alma, em vez de esperar que alguém lhe traga flores.Nossas dúvidas são traidoras e nos fazem perder o bem que poderíamos conquistar se não fosse o medo de tentar."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074701908138865420-4635394446540852433?l=laribarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/feeds/4635394446540852433/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074701908138865420&amp;postID=4635394446540852433' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/4635394446540852433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074701908138865420/posts/default/4635394446540852433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laribarros.blogspot.com/2007/08/o-mundo-porttil-pra-quem-no-tem-nada.html' title='... o mundo é portátil pra quem não tem nada a esconder...'/><author><name>Smile. xD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12897590779802210084</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>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
