<?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-6998473</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:53:38.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Palavras e silêncio que jamais se encontrarão..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998473.post-108828603357755012</id><published>2004-06-26T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T14:40:33.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[Nobody deserves..]</title><content type='html'>Ninguém merece... &lt;br /&gt;só como o dia inteiro.. &lt;br /&gt;nao fui pra aula essa semana. to meio morta. :/&lt;br /&gt;sem estimulos.&lt;br /&gt;pq eu preciso tanto de estimulos pra tudo?!&lt;br /&gt;mas tirar foto perto dos jonnies sempre será divertido.&lt;br /&gt;[flw]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998473-108828603357755012?l=redslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/108828603357755012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998473&amp;postID=108828603357755012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108828603357755012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108828603357755012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/2004/06/nobody-deserves.html' title='[Nobody deserves..]'/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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-6998473.post-108719157020102328</id><published>2004-06-13T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T22:39:30.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Domingo [nostalgia + poesia + incompreensoes]</title><content type='html'>Entao eu acordo com a Mayriiinha me ligando preu ir pro coco, como nos velhos domingos. Foi bom estar lah. &lt;br /&gt;Mayra e Leandro. namorados. Meus amigos.&lt;br /&gt;Me falaram sobre o sabado deles. Com os outros amigos e respectivos namorados. Humpf.&lt;br /&gt;Quem precisa de um namorado?? Eu nao...&lt;br /&gt;[...]&lt;br /&gt;E depois arrumei minhas coisas pra ficar aqui, no ap da minha irma enquanto minha mae viaja. Eh. Fazia tempo que eu nao vinha aqui tambem.&lt;br /&gt;Fui na prateleira de CD's, juntei uns 10, peguei o som e fui pro meu sofah preferido.. Mas eu soh ouvi 2. Ventura, Los Hermanos, que eu trouxe. E o duplo do Paulinho Moska.&lt;br /&gt;Fui tentar responder o caderno de exercicios de portugues, mas o maximo que eu fiz foi viajar um pouco com Carlos Drummond de Andrade.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu tava precisando de um pouco de poesia.&lt;br /&gt;Alias. To precisando ainda. De muito mais.&lt;br /&gt;Positive Vibration \/ e poesia ^^&lt;br /&gt;Inspira, expira.. 1,2,3.&lt;br /&gt;Ispira, prende e deixa sair.&lt;br /&gt;E aih eu tirei um pouco do peso todo.&lt;br /&gt;Compreendi algumas coisas. Mas agora eu soh quero dormir um pouco.&lt;br /&gt;Amanha eu volto a escrever.&lt;br /&gt;E percebi uma coisa...&lt;br /&gt;Acho que tudo isso me despertou um pouco. Porque eu nao tava mais conseguindo escrever nada. Amanha eu viajo mais e tento descobrir outras besteiras. Besteiras??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Voce me doi agudo e isso eh grave]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998473-108719157020102328?l=redslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/108719157020102328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998473&amp;postID=108719157020102328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108719157020102328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108719157020102328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/2004/06/o-domingo-nostalgia-poesia.html' title='O Domingo [nostalgia + poesia + incompreensoes]'/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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-6998473.post-108719080345975213</id><published>2004-06-13T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T22:26:43.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu tô meio nonsense todos esses dias. Acho que hoje mergulhei em tanta arte que recuperei um pouco de mim. To me sentindo mais leve.. e mais preparada pra encarar tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Fui pra festa dos solteiros dia 12. Uma buesta. Os casais nao conhecem a Deise.. :/ foram todos pra lá, filhos da puta. E alem de tudo... eu nao tava lah. Nao sei. Foi um daqueles dias em q eu nem sinto o chão que eu piso. Sei lah o que eh isso.&lt;br /&gt;[Eh um saaaco. Digo e repito. Um Olivier saco ter que escrever sem acento. Eu me acostumei e tenho que ficar voltando toda hora.]&lt;br /&gt;Sim.. esses dias em que a gente nao se sente dentro de si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Alguem se identifica?!?! Ou eu sou louca sozinha??&lt;br /&gt;Aqueles dias em que voce tenta dancar, mas o corpo nao obedece.&lt;br /&gt;Que voce tenta sorrir, mas o rosto trava.&lt;br /&gt;Que voce tem muito o que falar, mas sai tudo errado.&lt;br /&gt;Destaque pra ultima observacao.&lt;br /&gt;Uma buesta.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu tava com a Rhara. E com o Raih.. E tinha gente ali que eu nao via ha teeeeempos.. :) Essa parte foi legal demaaar.. E tambem foi legal o show do Ostiga Jr.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu fui embora no meio disso.&lt;br /&gt;A cerveja era 2 reais e tava quente, as outras coisas todas de 3 pra cima. Melhor mesmo era descer pros quiosques e afogar as nossas lagrimas solteiras na mesa do Nonato. :D&lt;br /&gt;E a partir daih a noite comecou a ser legal com a gente. Mas o sol resolveu mandar todooos pra casa e aguentar o domingo mais nostalgico de todos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998473-108719080345975213?l=redslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/108719080345975213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998473&amp;postID=108719080345975213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108719080345975213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108719080345975213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/2004/06/eu-t-meio-nonsense-todos-esses-dias.html' title=''/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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-6998473.post-108665199094937768</id><published>2004-06-07T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T16:47:52.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da-lhe Olivier!</title><content type='html'>arrumar tudo isso ta sendo meio dificil. e eh um saco nao poder colocar acentos. e tb eh um saco ter preguiça&lt;br /&gt;mais saco ainda eh inventar uma colica pra nao ir pra aula de manha e sentir a porra da colica a noite.&lt;br /&gt;uoooh! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998473-108665199094937768?l=redslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/108665199094937768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998473&amp;postID=108665199094937768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108665199094937768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108665199094937768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/2004/06/da-lhe-olivier.html' title='Da-lhe Olivier!'/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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-6998473.post-108562153349636356</id><published>2004-05-26T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T18:32:13.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nheeeefis</title><content type='html'>druoga!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998473-108562153349636356?l=redslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/108562153349636356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998473&amp;postID=108562153349636356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108562153349636356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108562153349636356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/2004/05/nheeeefis.html' title='nheeeefis'/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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-6998473.post-108562117641770908</id><published>2004-05-26T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T18:26:16.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tchurururu</title><content type='html'>lalala!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;sssom sssom sssom&lt;br /&gt;o leandro eh taum lindo.. ai ai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998473-108562117641770908?l=redslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/108562117641770908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998473&amp;postID=108562117641770908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108562117641770908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108562117641770908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/2004/05/tchurururu.html' title='tchurururu'/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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-6998473.post-108561948075642253</id><published>2004-05-26T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T17:58:00.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!</title><content type='html'>Ean... q emoçao.!&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Eu sei que essa mulher eh uma cantora de verdade pq eu vi um cd dela na casa da minha irmã. Mas neeem o nome dela eu sei, ok???&lt;br /&gt;E eu gostei do layout e pronto. É esse! ateh pq ou outro q eu gostei naum deu mt certo :~&lt;br /&gt;pois ae vai um beijinho ;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998473-108561948075642253?l=redslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/108561948075642253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998473&amp;postID=108561948075642253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108561948075642253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108561948075642253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post.html' title='!!!'/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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-6998473.post-108561893876015006</id><published>2004-05-26T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T17:49:08.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alow... ssss sssom!</title><content type='html'>sooom&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;texxxtando...&lt;br /&gt;save&lt;br /&gt;save&lt;br /&gt;save&lt;br /&gt;postiiing&lt;br /&gt;postiiing&lt;br /&gt;save&lt;br /&gt;safe&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;alow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998473-108561893876015006?l=redslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/108561893876015006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998473&amp;postID=108561893876015006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108561893876015006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108561893876015006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/2004/05/alow-ssss-sssom.html' title='alow... ssss sssom!'/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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-6998473.post-108561859717171764</id><published>2004-05-26T17:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T17:43:17.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a vea ta doida!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998473-108561859717171764?l=redslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/108561859717171764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998473&amp;postID=108561859717171764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108561859717171764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108561859717171764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/2004/05/vea-ta-doida.html' title=''/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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-6998473.post-108561845302674779</id><published>2004-05-26T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T17:41:20.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teofilo</title><content type='html'>preciso de seguraança para te falar... lalala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998473-108561845302674779?l=redslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/108561845302674779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998473&amp;postID=108561845302674779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108561845302674779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108561845302674779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/2004/05/teofilo.html' title='teofilo'/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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-6998473.post-108537633772829095</id><published>2004-05-23T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T22:26:17.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[covardia tem cura?]</title><content type='html'>eu acho que não.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998473-108537633772829095?l=redslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/108537633772829095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998473&amp;postID=108537633772829095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108537633772829095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108537633772829095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/2004/05/covardia-tem-cura.html' title='[covardia tem cura?]'/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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-6998473.post-108498332421268340</id><published>2004-05-19T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T09:15:24.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creep.</title><content type='html'>AMADURECIMENTO&lt;br /&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprenda a gostar de você, a cuidar de você e,&lt;br /&gt;principalmente,a gostar de quem também gosta de você... &lt;br /&gt;A idade vai chegando e, com o passar do tempo, &lt;br /&gt;nossas prioridades na vida vão mudando... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida profissional, a monografia de final &lt;br /&gt;de curso, as contas a pagar. &lt;br /&gt;Mas uma coisa parece estar sempre presente... &lt;br /&gt;A busca pela felicidade com o amor da sua vida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde pequenos ficamos nos perguntando &lt;br /&gt;"Quando será que vai chegar?" &lt;br /&gt;E a cada nova paquera, vez ou outra nos pegamos &lt;br /&gt;na dúvida "será que é ela?". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como diz o meu pai: "nessa idade tudo é definitivo", &lt;br /&gt;pelo menos a gente achava que era. &lt;br /&gt;Cada namorada era a nova mulher da sua vida. &lt;br /&gt;Faziam planos, escolhiam o nome dos filhos, &lt;br /&gt;o lugar da lua-de- mel e, de repente... PLAFT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como num passe de mágica ela desaparecia, fazendo &lt;br /&gt;criar mais expectativas a respeito " do próximo". &lt;br /&gt;Você percebe que cair na guerra quando se termina um &lt;br /&gt;namoro é muito natural, mas que já não dura mais de três meses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora, você procura melhorar e começa a ser mais seletivo. &lt;br /&gt;Procura uma mulher formada, trabalhadora, &lt;br /&gt;bem resolvida, inteligente, com aquele &lt;br /&gt;papo que a deixa sentada no bar o resto da noite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você procura por alguém que cuide de você quando está doente, &lt;br /&gt;que não reclame em trocar o aniversário da avó pelo churrasco com os amigos &lt;br /&gt;que jogue "imagem e ação" e se divirta como uma criança, que sorria de felicidade quando te olha, mesmo quando está de short, camiseta e chinelo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A liberdade, ficar sem compromisso, &lt;br /&gt;sair sem dar satisfação já não tem o mesmo valor que tinha antes. &lt;br /&gt;A gente inventa um monte de desculpas &lt;br /&gt;esfarrapadas, mas continuamos com a procura incessante por uma pessoa legal, &lt;br /&gt;que nos complete e vice-versa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto tivermos energia, vamos à luta... e haja &lt;br /&gt;dinheiro para manter a presença em todos os eventos da &lt;br /&gt;cidade: churrasco, festinhas, boates na quinta-feira. &lt;br /&gt;Sem falar na diversidade que vai do Forró ao Beatles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o melhor dessa parte é se divertir com os amigos, rir até doer a &lt;br /&gt;barriga, &lt;br /&gt;fazer Aqueles passinhos bregas de antigamente &lt;br /&gt;e curtir o som... Olhar para &lt;br /&gt;o teto, cantar bem alto aquela música que você adora. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o tempo, você vai percebendo que &lt;br /&gt;para ser feliz com uma outra pessoa, você precisa, em primeiro &lt;br /&gt;lugar, não precisar dela. &lt;br /&gt;Percebe também que aquela mulher que você ama (ou acha que ama), &lt;br /&gt;e que não quer nada com você, &lt;br /&gt;definitivamente não é a mulher da sua vida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você aprende a gostar de você, a cuidar de você e, &lt;br /&gt;principalmente, a gostar de quem também gosta de você. &lt;br /&gt;O segredo é não correr atrás das borboletas... &lt;br /&gt;É cuidar do jardim para que elas venham até você. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No final das contas, você vai achar não quem você estava procurando, &lt;br /&gt;mas quem estava procurando por Você. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998473-108498332421268340?l=redslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/108498332421268340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998473&amp;postID=108498332421268340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108498332421268340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108498332421268340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/2004/05/creep.html' title='Creep.'/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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-6998473.post-108483467097740533</id><published>2004-05-17T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T15:57:50.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Er de novo...</title><content type='html'>Hum.. Eu não sei mexer nean.. e tô com preguiça. Então vamo fazer assim.. O primeiro comment, esse aqui embaixo eh pra todo mundo... o segundo eh pros atores globais! ;) ;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998473-108483467097740533?l=redslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/108483467097740533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998473&amp;postID=108483467097740533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108483467097740533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108483467097740533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/2004/05/er-de-novo.html' title='Er de novo...'/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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-6998473.post-108483450341711294</id><published>2004-05-17T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T15:56:32.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Er...</title><content type='html'>Só pra testar os comentários. :D&lt;br /&gt;nhenhenhe.... pois ean o/ ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998473-108483450341711294?l=redslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/108483450341711294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998473&amp;postID=108483450341711294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108483450341711294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108483450341711294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/2004/05/er.html' title='Er...'/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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-6998473.post-108481667014170920</id><published>2004-05-17T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T10:57:50.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Capetão 66.6</title><content type='html'>\,,/&lt;br /&gt;Vamo detonar essa porra!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente q cria cachorrinho em casa e há quem goste de gatinho no quintal. Tem gente q dá comida pra peixinho, mas eu alimentowww o meu capetãããão.&lt;br /&gt;E quando eu tinha cabeça de microfone a música era outra.&lt;br /&gt;[Cabeçããão!! Cabeçããão!! Uóóóóóóó!!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-gradeça as coisas boas!!&lt;br /&gt;In-tenda as coisas ruiiins!!&lt;br /&gt;[exclamãção musicada -pan-pan-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma vida sem amor é como um jardim sem flor. É como esperar o trem que já passou.&lt;br /&gt;Parece as vezes cruel, parece até invenção.&lt;br /&gt;Outros dirão que parece normal, como jornal, leite e pão...&lt;br /&gt;Como jornal, leite e....&lt;br /&gt;CABEÇÃO! CABEÇÃO! UÓÓÓÓÓÓÓÓÓÓ!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAX!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998473-108481667014170920?l=redslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/108481667014170920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998473&amp;postID=108481667014170920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108481667014170920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108481667014170920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/2004/05/capeto-666.html' title='Capetão 66.6'/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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-6998473.post-108481529405181616</id><published>2004-05-17T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T10:37:58.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogo na casa da Daysée</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Daysée enquanto maquiava Patrícia:&lt;/em&gt; Essa maquiagem vai ficar massa. Tu é beeeem brancona e ainda tem o olho verde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eus:&lt;/em&gt; Eaaaan.. eu nem tinha notado, fui ver hoje.. muito lindo, ainda mais ruiva! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paty:&lt;/em&gt; De noite niguém nem nota. A pupila fica do tamanho do olho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eus:&lt;/em&gt; Pior a minha q fica o tempo todo do tamanho do olho. [pausa]&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paty:&lt;/em&gt; até de dia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gabi Uchôa:&lt;/em&gt; Fala sério..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eus:&lt;/em&gt; Éan... nunca fica verde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nhenhenhen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Listening Me explica, Pato Fu&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998473-108481529405181616?l=redslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/108481529405181616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998473&amp;postID=108481529405181616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108481529405181616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108481529405181616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/2004/05/dilogo-na-casa-da-dayse.html' title='Diálogo na casa da Daysée'/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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-6998473.post-108462922350137397</id><published>2004-05-15T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T06:53:43.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Er... teste</title><content type='html'>pois ean.. então...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998473-108462922350137397?l=redslave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/feeds/108462922350137397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6998473&amp;postID=108462922350137397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108462922350137397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998473/posts/default/108462922350137397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redslave.blogspot.com/2004/05/er-teste.html' title='Er... teste'/><author><name>Anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369421753896155123</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>
