<?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-1572244213036277312</id><updated>2011-12-02T10:14:22.624-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ariádne Procope</title><subtitle type='html'>" Para desabafar precisamos de um cantinho o meu é aqui."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>289</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-216541892689048037</id><published>2011-11-20T19:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T19:31:57.174-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu77fglqqs1qmqdego1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                    &lt;strong&gt;Faz um certo tempo que não me sinto assim, alegre&lt;/strong&gt;. Faz um certo tempo que as coisas não param de dar errado. &lt;em&gt;Faz um certo tempo que tudo não parava de girar em torno de você […]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; De repente tudo pareceu mais alegre&lt;/strong&gt;, ou pelo menos, menos dolorido. &lt;em&gt;As coisas começaram a ter sentido na minha cabeça, seu nome começou a não ter um significado tão grande,&lt;/em&gt; só era… um garoto que me apaixonei no passado, nada mais, nada menos. &lt;strong&gt;Eu me sentia um tanto… livre,&lt;/strong&gt; um tanto mais eu e menos você.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-216541892689048037?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/216541892689048037/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/faz-um-certo-tempo-que-nao-me-sinto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/216541892689048037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/216541892689048037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/faz-um-certo-tempo-que-nao-me-sinto.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-1067233357450273614</id><published>2011-11-20T19:09:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T19:21:55.844-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uma salva de palmas para mim, eu mereço. Eu engoli durante um ano  inteiro a falsidade da minha escola, tive um coração partido, pessoas  que eu achava que eram meus amigos me decepcionaram, tive problemas em  casa, senti muita saudade, aguentei uma ressaca sem chorar. E todas as  marcas deixadas por esses fatos, eu superei, com um belo sorriso no  rosto. Onde hoje eu posso dizer que sou forte.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-1067233357450273614?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/1067233357450273614/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/uma-salva-de-palmas-para-mim-eu-mereco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1067233357450273614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1067233357450273614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/uma-salva-de-palmas-para-mim-eu-mereco.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-3084185752776210764</id><published>2011-11-20T19:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T19:09:43.045-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lur4os2fOB1qm6oc3o1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doi ficar abandonada e sozinha.&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/1572244213036277312-3084185752776210764?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/3084185752776210764/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/doi-ficar-abandonada-e-sozinha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3084185752776210764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3084185752776210764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/doi-ficar-abandonada-e-sozinha.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-7955973220881091930</id><published>2011-11-20T18:44:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T19:00:23.332-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://gofuckingnuts.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsrhs50vEo1qi23vmo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu chorei porque precisava de colo, porque precisava te mostrar a minha fragilidade escondida no meu mau-humor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-7955973220881091930?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/7955973220881091930/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-chorei-porque-precisava-de-colo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7955973220881091930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7955973220881091930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-chorei-porque-precisava-de-colo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-1738943779258068030</id><published>2011-11-20T18:39:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T18:44:13.767-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="quote"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Alguém entra na sua  vida, rouba seu tempo, destrói sua confiança, agride sua auto-estima,  estilhaça o pouco que resta da sua esperança no amor. E sai ileso. Não  adianta desperdiçar sofrimento por quem não merece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-1738943779258068030?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/1738943779258068030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/alguem-entra-na-sua-vida-rouba-seu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1738943779258068030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1738943779258068030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/alguem-entra-na-sua-vida-rouba-seu.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-2250934521543701013</id><published>2011-11-18T18:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T18:58:52.533-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lupumiusRo1qehrhxo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Então, finja&lt;/strong&gt;. Finja que já passou, que  você não se importa, que já não dói mais. Sorria mesmo querendo chorar,  não ligue ligando, não provoque provocando, &lt;strong&gt;não ame amando&lt;/strong&gt;. Engane os outros, mas por favor, não se engane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-2250934521543701013?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/2250934521543701013/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/entao-finja.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/2250934521543701013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/2250934521543701013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/entao-finja.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-1823760115595140961</id><published>2011-11-18T18:46:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T18:46:30.068-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(169, 255, 127);" href="http://nossopensamentosecruzanoar.tumblr.com/post/12973118895"&gt;&lt;img class="opacidade" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_luvbawafS41qfkhllo1_500.jpg" title="E mesmo que você atravesse o oceano, eu vou conseguir te sentir aqui." width="496" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;E mesmo que você atravesse o oceano, eu vou conseguir te sentir aqui.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-1823760115595140961?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/1823760115595140961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-mesmo-que-voce-atravesse-o-oceano-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1823760115595140961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1823760115595140961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-mesmo-que-voce-atravesse-o-oceano-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-7889517193077913348</id><published>2011-11-18T18:30:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T18:39:51.151-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Já pensei que momentos fossem durar pra sempre, que pessoas me amariam de verdade e que as mentiras acabariam, mas quando dei por mim mesma vi que tudo acontece por um motivo: " o que vai, um dia volta".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-7889517193077913348?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/7889517193077913348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/ja-pensei-que-momentos-fossem-durar-pra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7889517193077913348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7889517193077913348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/ja-pensei-que-momentos-fossem-durar-pra.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-6076732740646581557</id><published>2011-11-09T23:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T23:00:04.992-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tumblr.com/follow/romuloassis"&gt;&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lub4hqKHQX1qhmo0uo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                   &lt;strong&gt;Sou completo só quando estou com você&lt;/strong&gt;, pois uma parte de mim está com você, &lt;strong&gt;meu coração. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-6076732740646581557?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/6076732740646581557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/sou-completo-so-quando-estou-com-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6076732740646581557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6076732740646581557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/sou-completo-so-quando-estou-com-voce.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-5152435646141512905</id><published>2011-11-09T21:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T21:53:00.314-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://frasesmalfeitas.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqi3ixAIDN1qj3oaro1_r1_500.jpg" alt="frasesmalfeitas:  “Eu estou bem” minha maior mentira, mas poucas pessoas notam. (Frases mal Feitas)" class="borda" width="530px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;            &lt;p&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;Eu estou bem&lt;/strong&gt;” minha maior mentira, mas poucas pessoas notam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-5152435646141512905?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/5152435646141512905/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-estou-bem-minha-maior-mentira-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/5152435646141512905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/5152435646141512905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-estou-bem-minha-maior-mentira-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-240840346183139398</id><published>2011-11-05T18:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T18:12:40.454-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpbucpitRB1qg931oo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;O &lt;strong&gt;amor&lt;/strong&gt; é só uma palavra, até o dia que você conhece alguém que te dá a definição completa.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-240840346183139398?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/240840346183139398/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-amor-e-so-uma-palavra-ate-o-dia-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/240840346183139398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/240840346183139398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-amor-e-so-uma-palavra-ate-o-dia-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-8158400737888361182</id><published>2011-11-05T18:07:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T18:07:21.872-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vivervivendo.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu1e6pdwGN1qjyb7so1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-8158400737888361182?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/8158400737888361182/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8158400737888361182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8158400737888361182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-1890520451876402300</id><published>2011-11-04T17:15:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T17:15:30.658-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu5g57H4zr1qm9jlto1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  Eu te amei, mais do que &lt;strong&gt;devia&lt;/strong&gt;, te desejei, mais do que &lt;strong&gt;queria&lt;/strong&gt; e agora eu sofro, mais do que &lt;strong&gt;mereço&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-1890520451876402300?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/1890520451876402300/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-te-amei-mais-do-que-devia-te-desejei.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1890520451876402300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1890520451876402300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-te-amei-mais-do-que-devia-te-desejei.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-1487871186010079058</id><published>2011-10-14T19:35:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T19:35:23.555-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Photo"&gt;      &lt;div class="ThePhoto"&gt;       &lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ls34sxMcxQ1qgwyvlo1_500.jpg" alt=" E por trás desse orgulho todo, tem uma pessoa morrendo de vontade de te dizer que sentiu saudades o dia inteiro.  " /&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;             &lt;div class="PostBody"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt; E por trás desse orgulho todo, tem uma pessoa morrendo de vontade de te dizer que sentiu saudades o dia inteiro. &lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&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/1572244213036277312-1487871186010079058?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/1487871186010079058/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-por-tras-desse-orgulho-todo-tem-uma.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1487871186010079058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1487871186010079058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-por-tras-desse-orgulho-todo-tem-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-4018468733039738185</id><published>2011-10-14T19:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T19:28:30.558-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="ThePhoto"&gt;       &lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lodfp4wbMR1qdclhzo1_500.gif" alt="Não faça igual aos outros. Não vá embora quando eu começar a me apegar a você…" /&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;              Não faça igual aos &lt;strong&gt;outros&lt;/strong&gt;. Não vá embora quando eu começar a me apegar a &lt;strong&gt;você.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-4018468733039738185?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/4018468733039738185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/nao-faca-igual-aos-outros.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4018468733039738185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4018468733039738185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/nao-faca-igual-aos-outros.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-8386042311022056693</id><published>2011-10-14T19:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T19:22:50.526-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="ThePhoto"&gt;       &lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq2xy5R1SI1r182g0o1_500.jpg" alt="Acredite, eu ainda lembro de cada conversa nossa, cada palavra dita por você." /&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;              &lt;p&gt;Acredite, eu ainda lembro de cada conversa nossa, cada palavra dita por você.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-8386042311022056693?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/8386042311022056693/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/acredite-eu-ainda-lembro-de-cada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8386042311022056693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8386042311022056693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/acredite-eu-ainda-lembro-de-cada.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-7760269254004671465</id><published>2011-10-14T01:05:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T01:05:47.298-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://foda-se-mundo.tumblr.com/post/10871759011"&gt;&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsd7iuMxiK1r13f4po1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-7760269254004671465?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/7760269254004671465/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7760269254004671465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7760269254004671465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-13227443330182889</id><published>2011-10-14T00:37:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T01:01:59.843-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://deefloriano.tumblr.com/post/11410294262/lifenaah-machuca-quando-voce-me-ignora-sabia"&gt;&lt;img class="border" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lt0ze6EdFs1r08qkio1_500.jpg" title="lifenaah:  Machuca quando você me ignora sabia&amp;nbsp;?" width="515" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Machuca quando &lt;strong&gt;você &lt;/strong&gt;me ignora sabia ?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-13227443330182889?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/13227443330182889/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/machuca-quando-voce-me-ignora-sabia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/13227443330182889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/13227443330182889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/machuca-quando-voce-me-ignora-sabia.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-5169192916621876120</id><published>2011-10-14T00:37:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T00:37:54.373-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://eduardodeborba.tumblr.com/post/9809376168/j4k4"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkx4zk5I9f1qdclhzo1_500.gif" alt="Quando o assunto é Amor, nunca me diga “também”, essa palavra não significará absolutamente nada para mim…  ps. eu também ≠ eu te amo. PensamentosEntrelinhas." /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Quando o assunto é&lt;strong&gt; Amor&lt;/strong&gt;, nunca me diga “também”, essa palavra não significará absolutamente nada para mim…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-5169192916621876120?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/5169192916621876120/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/quando-o-assunto-e-amor-nunca-me-diga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/5169192916621876120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/5169192916621876120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/quando-o-assunto-e-amor-nunca-me-diga.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-3740077178893232842</id><published>2011-10-14T00:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T00:35:59.244-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://eduardodeborba.tumblr.com/post/11103998288/voce-nao-me-conhece-voce-apenas-ve-o-que-eu-quero"&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://eduardodeborba.tumblr.com/post/9939859224/e-tao-facil-digitar-um-sorriso-enquanto-voce"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljjvxjd0nH1qez3s1o1_500.gif" alt="É tão fácil digitar um sorriso enquanto você derrama uma lágrima." /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;É tão fácil digitar um sorriso enquanto você derrama uma lágrima.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-3740077178893232842?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/3740077178893232842/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-tao-facil-digitar-um-sorriso-enquanto.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3740077178893232842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3740077178893232842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-tao-facil-digitar-um-sorriso-enquanto.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-9035695893265214069</id><published>2011-10-13T22:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T22:01:03.701-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://eduardodeborba.tumblr.com/post/11103998288/voce-nao-me-conhece-voce-apenas-ve-o-que-eu-quero"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrle3mBuJP1qf777ro1_500.gif" alt="Você não me conhece. Você apenas vê o que eu quero que você veja." /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você não me conhece.&lt;/strong&gt; Você apenas vê o que eu quero que você veja.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-9035695893265214069?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/9035695893265214069/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/voce-nao-me-conhece.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/9035695893265214069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/9035695893265214069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/voce-nao-me-conhece.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-6580315844118555983</id><published>2011-10-13T22:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T22:00:28.659-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://eduardodeborba.tumblr.com/post/11104624398/qwf"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnhzazZC9B1qdclhzo1_500.gif" alt="Um fato sobre mim: Mudo de humor constantemente, de uma hora para outra. (PensamentosEntrelinhas)" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um fato sobre mim&lt;/strong&gt;: Mudo de humor constantemente, de uma hora para outra.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-6580315844118555983?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/6580315844118555983/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/um-fato-sobre-mim-mudo-de-humor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6580315844118555983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6580315844118555983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/um-fato-sobre-mim-mudo-de-humor.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-4359653920640712831</id><published>2011-10-13T21:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T22:00:01.645-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://eduardodeborba.tumblr.com/post/11250245612/eu-quero-seu-abraco-agora-eu-sei-que"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lihcs79Fqp1qgdow0o1_500.gif" alt="Eu quero seu abraço agora. Eu sei que é impossível. Mas é o que eu mais quero. " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Eu &lt;strong&gt;quero&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;seu&lt;/em&gt; abraço agora. Eu sei que é impossível. Mas é o que eu mais quero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-4359653920640712831?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/4359653920640712831/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-quero-seu-abraco-agora.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4359653920640712831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4359653920640712831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-quero-seu-abraco-agora.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-3108907497815630006</id><published>2011-10-13T21:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:59:21.714-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://eduardodeborba.tumblr.com/post/11250895161/cansei"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpniwhSzCJ1qdclhzo1_500.gif" alt="Sinceramente, cansei de correr atrás de quem não me da valor. (PensamentosEntrelinhas)" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sinceramente, &lt;strong&gt;cansei&lt;/strong&gt; de correr atrás de quem não me da valor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-3108907497815630006?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/3108907497815630006/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/sinceramente-cansei-de-correr-atras-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3108907497815630006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3108907497815630006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/sinceramente-cansei-de-correr-atras-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-3495093300465437536</id><published>2011-10-13T21:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:55:44.905-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://eduardodeborba.tumblr.com/post/11365568594/manias"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://eduardodeborba.tumblr.com/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lprgxtePOS1qdclhzo1_500.gif" alt="4 MANIAS:  1. Criar expectativas em pessoas erradas;  2. Ficar  triste por tudo;  3. Apegar demais nas pessoas;  4. Sentir ciúmes de tudo e de todos.     (PensamentosEntrelinhas)" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;4 &lt;strong&gt;MANIAS&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;. Criar expectativas em pessoas erradas;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;. Ficar  triste por tudo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;. Apegar demais nas pessoas;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;. Sentir ciúmes de tudo e de todos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-3495093300465437536?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/3495093300465437536/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/4-manias-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3495093300465437536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3495093300465437536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/4-manias-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-2364971758571039234</id><published>2011-10-13T21:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:53:29.497-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://itsburied.tumblr.com/post/8733046611/todo-mundo-e-igual-so-que-cada-pessoa-tem-um"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lppsjgmU1d1qhwi0mo1_500.gif" alt="Todo mundo é igual, só que cada pessoa tem um coração diferente. (Itsburied)" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      Todo mundo é igual, só que cada pessoa tem um coração diferente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-2364971758571039234?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/2364971758571039234/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/todo-mundo-e-igual-so-que-cada-pessoa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/2364971758571039234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/2364971758571039234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/todo-mundo-e-igual-so-que-cada-pessoa.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-3905220196041402023</id><published>2011-10-13T21:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:50:02.800-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://frasesdegarota.tumblr.com/post/3657990357"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhl8y9U0eq1qeoc8do1_500.png" alt="Em quem você pensou? 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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você nunca&lt;/strong&gt; vai saber se não &lt;strong&gt;tentar&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-2549567132138945798?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/2549567132138945798/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/voce-nunca-vai-saber-se-nao-tentar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/2549567132138945798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/2549567132138945798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/voce-nunca-vai-saber-se-nao-tentar.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-2015307680416527484</id><published>2011-10-13T16:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T16:36:14.466-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsx2mfcVGC1qceydio1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 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Em quem você pensou ao ler essa palavra?" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Saudades”. &lt;/strong&gt;Sempre pensamos em alguém ao ler essa palavra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-2774247593555032181?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/2774247593555032181/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/saudades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/2774247593555032181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/2774247593555032181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/saudades.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-8221970973673159202</id><published>2011-10-10T22:47:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T22:49:37.851-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div id="entry"&gt;          &lt;center&gt;    &lt;a href="http://amandaeifler.tumblr.com/post/8276935422/voce-ja-disse-adeus-esperando-que-a-pessoa-te"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp69p4wh1k1qfwqnbo1_400.jpg" alt="Você já disse adeus esperando que a pessoa te pedisse pra ficar?" style="opacity: 1;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;    &lt;blockquote style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Você já disse adeus esperando que a pessoa te pedisse pra ficar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-8221970973673159202?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/8221970973673159202/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/voce-ja-disse-adeus-esperando-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8221970973673159202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8221970973673159202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/voce-ja-disse-adeus-esperando-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-6073598389933723191</id><published>2011-10-10T22:47:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T22:47:52.462-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="entrytext"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-AXyJfKzsBQ8/TpI1g0qd_QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Dfw3dfr3fBI/s800/tumblr_lo53qiue8F1qmz55mo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-6073598389933723191?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/6073598389933723191/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6073598389933723191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6073598389933723191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-AXyJfKzsBQ8/TpI1g0qd_QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Dfw3dfr3fBI/s72-c/tumblr_lo53qiue8F1qmz55mo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-6331896076665482370</id><published>2011-10-10T22:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T22:47:07.172-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="entry"&gt;          &lt;center&gt;    &lt;a href="http://fukingperfect.tumblr.com/post/7093590288"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnmfjjpANI1qg7z4yo1_400.gif" alt="O fato é que você sempre vai olhar para trás e se arrepender de alguma coisa que fez. Ou por coisas que você deixou de fazer. ∞" style="opacity: 1;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;    &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;O fato é que você sempre vai olhar para trás e se arrepender de alguma coisa que fez. Ou por coisas que você deixou de fazer. &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-6331896076665482370?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/6331896076665482370/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-fato-e-que-voce-sempre-vai-olhar-para.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6331896076665482370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6331896076665482370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-fato-e-que-voce-sempre-vai-olhar-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-382422489800563169</id><published>2011-10-10T22:37:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T22:46:03.992-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;    &lt;a href="http://tumblr.com/follow/fuckingameoflove"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsk45oNJ0g1qlx55ho1_400.gif" alt="flowersbeverythings1:  “Ele não torturava, só queria fazer as pessoas darem valor a suas vidas.”" style="opacity: 1;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;     &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;“Ele não torturava, só queria fazer as pessoas darem valor a suas vidas.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-382422489800563169?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/382422489800563169/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/ele-nao-torturava-so-queria-fazer-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/382422489800563169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/382422489800563169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/10/ele-nao-torturava-so-queria-fazer-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-3878236036031620713</id><published>2011-09-14T23:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T23:17:04.235-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="photoset_10219747439" class="html_photoset"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo8rjuzgNX1qgz0a6o1_500.gif" class=" opacity" alt="Quando se ama não existe cor. Quando se ama não existe altura. Quando se ama não existe gosto. Quando se ama não existe preconceito, e ai onde muitas pessoas se enganam, achar que amar é simplesmente viver ao lado de um príncipe ou uma princesa, beleza não significa tudo, o que você olha é uma simples casca que cobre o verdadeiro valor que o ser humano tem. Por isso devemos dar valor ao interior das pessoas, e não ligar muito para o exterior. Cada um leva uma coisa diferente em seu coração, e quer saber? Vale a pena conhecer. Se você acha uma pessoa ‘feia’, você logo pensa que ela é feia por dentro tambem, ou talvez até esqueça que ela tenha sentimentos, mas tenho certeza que se você conhecesse essa pessoa, pra você ela seria a mais linda do mundo, pois ela tem sentimentos nobres e um coração enorme. (GarotoApaixonado♂) e (RainhadoDramaAdolescente)" width="530px/" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;"E tem algo dentro de mim que me diz “&lt;em&gt;Não desiste dele, vale a pena todo esse amor."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-3878236036031620713?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/3878236036031620713/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/e-tem-algo-dentro-de-mim-que-me-diz-nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3878236036031620713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3878236036031620713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/e-tem-algo-dentro-de-mim-que-me-diz-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-4550131952505307802</id><published>2011-09-14T23:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T23:14:55.683-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fortnight.tumblr.com/post/10150808559"&gt;&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrfvykPQrg1qclnloo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;“&lt;/em&gt;Tem que sofrer muito minha filha, tem que ser largada por  um milhão de homens e vê se aprende que amor não se implora. Vê se  aprende que se ele gosta, uma frase no orkut não significa nada. Vê se  aprende que se ele não gosta, você pode escrever até o RG dele no seu  facebook, ele nem vai ter a capacidade de ler. Aprende. Aprende. Aprende  que dói menos.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-4550131952505307802?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/4550131952505307802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/tem-que-sofrer-muito-minha-filha-tem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4550131952505307802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4550131952505307802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/tem-que-sofrer-muito-minha-filha-tem.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-6730969592689455971</id><published>2011-09-14T22:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T23:05:08.014-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;Não adianta você ficar me perguntando “&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O que é&lt;/span&gt;?”. Enquanto eu estiver com raiva de você, a minha resposta vai ser “&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nada&lt;/span&gt;”.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-6730969592689455971?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/6730969592689455971/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/nao-adianta-voce-ficar-me-perguntando-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6730969592689455971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6730969592689455971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/nao-adianta-voce-ficar-me-perguntando-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-4543080371595252842</id><published>2011-09-14T22:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T22:53:55.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu achei que era forte, mas ainda lembro de momentos e choro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-4543080371595252842?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/4543080371595252842/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/eu-achei-que-era-forte-mas-ainda-lembro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4543080371595252842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4543080371595252842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/eu-achei-que-era-forte-mas-ainda-lembro.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-4329360102494145918</id><published>2011-09-14T22:51:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T22:52:41.342-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uma perguntinha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Quem realmente é você?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-4329360102494145918?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/4329360102494145918/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/uma-perguntinha-quem-realmente-e-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4329360102494145918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4329360102494145918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/uma-perguntinha-quem-realmente-e-voce.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-2337646849580435815</id><published>2011-09-13T23:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T23:10:47.777-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Desabafo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tudo bem, eu sei que você não é quem esta demonstrando ser ultimamente.  Eu sei que você é doce, gentil, romantico, e bobo as vezes. Até por que  quando agente ficava falando de coisas super idiotas você sempre  conseguia tirar um sorriso do meu rosto. Eu sei que você tem dois lado. E  um deles eu realmente abomino. Esse seu lado é frio, pervertido, uma  garoto comum, ou o pior deles por que eu sei que você não é assim. Você  gosta de coisas bobas, como andar de mãos dadas ou beijar o meu rosto.  Mas quando você fica diferente isso me dói tanto. Eu acho que você pode  ter o mesmo medo que eu “de me apaixonar de novo e quebrar a cara” e por  isso que quando você esta quase admitindo que ainda sente algo por mim,  você para, e volta a ser apenas outro garoto que passou pela minha  vida. Eu nuca compreendi isso. Acho que deve ser por que você também,  como eu, já sofreu muito por causa dessas coisas de amor. E eu sou a  pessoas que mais te compreende, acredite. Mas pelo amor de Deus, essa  duvida de saber se você me ama ou se esta brincando comigo esta me  matando a cada dia. Bate uma angustia do nada quando eu lembro de você. E  a unica coisa que eu te peço, é: Ou você entra na minha vida de novo,  ou sai dela de uma vez. Por que esse meio termo é horrivel. Então, pense  bem antes de tomar qualquer atitude. Por que você ainda tem muito  impacto sobre a minha vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-2337646849580435815?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/2337646849580435815/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/desabafo-tudo-bem-eu-sei-que-voce-nao-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/2337646849580435815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/2337646849580435815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/desabafo-tudo-bem-eu-sei-que-voce-nao-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-7407681382805175449</id><published>2011-09-13T22:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:59:30.145-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="pimg" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lre6cvoZac1qfdi3ho1_500.jpg" alt="Eu amo você. Mas não espere esse sentimento acabar para me valorizar!" width="500px" /&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Eu amo você. Mas não espere esse sentimento acabar para me valorizar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-7407681382805175449?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/7407681382805175449/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/eu-amo-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7407681382805175449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7407681382805175449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/eu-amo-voce.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-363675259335752926</id><published>2011-09-13T22:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:58:06.863-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="pimg" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lre6niFz4b1qfdi3ho1_500.jpg" alt="SE EU TENHO CIUMES É PORQUE EU GOSTO, CARALHO!!" width="500px" /&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;sempre soube que não daria certo, mas escolhi tentar pra ver até onde iria, esperando que você fosse mudar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-363675259335752926?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/363675259335752926/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/sempre-soube-que-nao-daria-certo-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/363675259335752926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/363675259335752926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/sempre-soube-que-nao-daria-certo-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-502139451866921298</id><published>2011-09-13T22:51:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:53:03.891-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="media"&gt;&lt;a href="http://howtoliewell.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lovagej9g81ql459jo1_500.png" alt="howtoliewell:  E então a saudade ataca novamente. Eu aqui, morrendo por dentro, me perguntando por onde andas, se pensa em mim, ou melhor, se pensa em mim do jeito em que penso em ti. (Ísis❥Figueiredo)" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;E então a saudade ataca novamente. Eu aqui, morrendo por dentro, me  perguntando por onde andas, se pensa em mim, ou melhor, se pensa em mim  do jeito em que penso em ti.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-502139451866921298?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/502139451866921298/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/e-entao-saudade-ataca-novamente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/502139451866921298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/502139451866921298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/e-entao-saudade-ataca-novamente.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-157456369945117390</id><published>2011-09-13T22:51:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:51:31.321-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="media"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lno0q9D4LP1qf6x6so1_500.gif" alt="allaxg:  As vezes é preferível levar um tapa na cara de um estranho, do que ouvir certas palavras de alguém que você gosta, a dor seria menor. (Allax G)" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;As vezes é preferível levar um tapa na cara de um &lt;em&gt;estranho&lt;/em&gt;, do que &lt;em&gt;ouvir certas palavras&lt;/em&gt; de alguém que você &lt;em&gt;gosta&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;a dor seria menor&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-157456369945117390?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/157456369945117390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/as-vezes-e-preferivel-levar-um-tapa-na.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/157456369945117390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/157456369945117390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/as-vezes-e-preferivel-levar-um-tapa-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-4845173050265095060</id><published>2011-09-13T22:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:50:58.894-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="media"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnijh7aYJZ1qf6x6so1_500.gif" alt="allaxg:  Todo mundo deseja viajar para algum lugar, ir acompanhado com uma pessoa especial. Eu por exemplo, desejo viajar para a minha sala e assistir um filme com você, acho que nem to pedindo muito. (Allax G)" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo deseja &lt;em&gt;viajar para algum lugar&lt;/em&gt;, ir acompanhado com uma pessoa &lt;em&gt;especial&lt;/em&gt;. Eu por exemplo, desejo viajar para &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seu quarto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt; e assistir um filme com &lt;em&gt;você&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; acho que nem to pedindo muito.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-4845173050265095060?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/4845173050265095060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/todo-mundo-deseja-viajar-para-algum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4845173050265095060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4845173050265095060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/todo-mundo-deseja-viajar-para-algum.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-7512996864337384570</id><published>2011-09-13T22:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:48:12.499-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="media"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mentes-masculinas.tumblr.com/post/6833159662/machuca-correr-atras-das-pessoas-e-elas-nao-darem"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln98wejvsT1qlv9wio1_500.gif" alt="allaxg:  Machuca correr atrás das pessoas, e elas não darem a minima. E depois, que você para de se importar, elas voltam como se nada tivesse acontecido, dizendo que quem não se importa com elas, somos nós. Mas é que na verdade, chega uma hora que cansa, e aprendemos, dar valor a quem merece. (Allax G) and (Pensamentoss) " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;Machuca correr atrás das pessoas, e &lt;em&gt;elas não darem a minima&lt;/em&gt;. E depois, que você para de se importar, &lt;em&gt;elas voltam como se nada tivesse acontecido&lt;/em&gt;, dizendo que quem não se importa com elas, &lt;em&gt;somos nós&lt;/em&gt;. Mas é que na verdade, &lt;em&gt;chega uma hora que cansa&lt;/em&gt;, e aprendemos, &lt;strong&gt;dar valor a quem merece&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-7512996864337384570?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/7512996864337384570/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/machuca-correr-atras-das-pessoas-e-elas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7512996864337384570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7512996864337384570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/machuca-correr-atras-das-pessoas-e-elas.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-582201464089871823</id><published>2011-09-13T22:43:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:43:57.130-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="media"&gt;&lt;a href="http://anjoperfeito.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnoggqIjdb1qhq59bo1_500.jpg" alt="anjoperfeito:  Pode ser uma sms de apenas duas palavras, ou um telefonema de madrugada mesmo sem ter nada para dizer. Pode ser apenas as mesmas coisas no msn:” Oi, tudo bem? Novidades?”. Pode ser qualquer coisa mesmo, mas me ligue, me chame, converse comigo. Só isso." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser uma &lt;em&gt;sms&lt;/em&gt; de apenas duas palavras, ou um &lt;em&gt;telefonema&lt;/em&gt; de madrugada mesmo sem ter nada para dizer. Pode ser apenas as mesmas coisas no &lt;em&gt;msn&lt;/em&gt;:” Oi, tudo bem? Novidades?”. &lt;strong&gt;Pode ser qualquer coisa mesmo&lt;/strong&gt;, mas me ligue, me chame, converse comigo. Só isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                         &lt;div class="copy"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-582201464089871823?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/582201464089871823/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/pode-ser-uma-sms-de-apenas-duas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/582201464089871823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/582201464089871823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/pode-ser-uma-sms-de-apenas-duas.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-45858911078168157</id><published>2011-09-13T22:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:39:53.567-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrgye8ZqBB1qfkyhto1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas que me disseram "nunca vou te abandonar", me abandonaram.&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/1572244213036277312-45858911078168157?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/45858911078168157/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/as-pessoas-que-me-disseram-nunca-vou-te.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/45858911078168157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/45858911078168157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/as-pessoas-que-me-disseram-nunca-vou-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-5929293398820229751</id><published>2011-09-13T22:37:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:38:31.013-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://palavrasquevoam.tumblr.com/post/10093318786"&gt;&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrdiavBIWB1qfkyhto1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;              &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei o quanto eu sinto a tua falta. &lt;strong&gt;E o quanto isso doi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-5929293398820229751?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/5929293398820229751/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/eu-sei-o-quanto-eu-sinto-tua-falta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/5929293398820229751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/5929293398820229751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/eu-sei-o-quanto-eu-sinto-tua-falta.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-4504272089761037428</id><published>2011-09-13T22:37:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:37:22.869-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://palavrasquevoam.tumblr.com/post/7689857056"&gt;&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lofnmkx2UP1qfkyhto1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A gente percebe direitinho quando uma pessoa simplesmente &lt;strong&gt;não se importa mais&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-4504272089761037428?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/4504272089761037428/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/gente-percebe-direitinho-quando-uma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4504272089761037428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4504272089761037428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/09/gente-percebe-direitinho-quando-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-7804744083527384600</id><published>2011-08-17T20:56:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T21:00:55.530-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpvnnxOIDb1qfkyhto1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adimito que espero todos os dias por algo que sei que nunca irá acontecer.&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/1572244213036277312-7804744083527384600?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/7804744083527384600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/08/adimito-que-espero-todos-os-dias-por.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7804744083527384600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7804744083527384600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/08/adimito-que-espero-todos-os-dias-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-1694261232008978838</id><published>2011-08-17T20:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T20:56:42.018-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpvq3xOa2e1qfkyhto1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;E não é fácil aguentar certas &lt;strong&gt;coisas&lt;/strong&gt;, ignorar certas &lt;strong&gt;pessoas&lt;/strong&gt;, segurar certas &lt;strong&gt;lágrimas&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-1694261232008978838?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/1694261232008978838/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/08/e-nao-e-facil-aguentar-certas-coisas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1694261232008978838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1694261232008978838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/08/e-nao-e-facil-aguentar-certas-coisas.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-2776645272794999542</id><published>2011-08-17T20:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T20:52:39.220-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpxqjwPNd81qfkyhto1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;De noite acordada, é &lt;strong&gt;você&lt;/strong&gt; que vejo em&lt;strong&gt; sonhos&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-2776645272794999542?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/2776645272794999542/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/08/de-noite-acordada-e-voce-que-vejo-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/2776645272794999542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/2776645272794999542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/08/de-noite-acordada-e-voce-que-vejo-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-5236762374331722975</id><published>2011-08-17T20:44:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T20:51:43.273-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel Fraga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G3tsLyOKZUc/TkxS3XcAUjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/X8UTO3muKY0/s1600/amooor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G3tsLyOKZUc/TkxS3XcAUjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/X8UTO3muKY0/s320/amooor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641975544326148658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor da minha vida!&lt;br /&gt;Depois que o conheci comecei a ser feliz, eu o amo mais que tudo neste mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Os ultimos tres meses que passei ao teu lado me fizeram perceber que nada é impossivél para o amor, que sempre há uma segunda chance para se amar e ser feliz, assim como estou sendo feliz contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo mto mto meu amor.&lt;br /&gt;Tres meses de mta felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EU TE AMO DANIEL FRAGA!&lt;/span&gt;&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/1572244213036277312-5236762374331722975?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/5236762374331722975/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/08/daniel-fraga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/5236762374331722975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/5236762374331722975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/08/daniel-fraga.html' title='Daniel Fraga'/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G3tsLyOKZUc/TkxS3XcAUjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/X8UTO3muKY0/s72-c/amooor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-8708734409883937448</id><published>2011-07-14T22:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T22:38:56.856-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://invernochuvoso.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_locjjqCuxE1qewdkho1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;span&gt;Baixei aquele filme que você disse que era bom, e vi que nada é tão bom quando você não ta aqui. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-8708734409883937448?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/8708734409883937448/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/baixei-aquele-filme-que-voce-disse-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8708734409883937448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8708734409883937448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/baixei-aquele-filme-que-voce-disse-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-8871584990012229182</id><published>2011-07-14T22:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T22:10:33.964-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://mgoncalves.tumblr.com/post/3169265715/me-prove-que-voce-e-diferente-me-mostre-que-por"&gt;&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg9povKJHM1qewdkho1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Me prove que você é diferente. Me mostre que por você vale a pena lutar.”&lt;strong&gt; Chris Drew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-8871584990012229182?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/8871584990012229182/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/me-prove-que-voce-e-diferente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8871584990012229182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8871584990012229182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/me-prove-que-voce-e-diferente.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-862637969300349322</id><published>2011-07-14T22:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T22:03:35.417-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post"&gt;                        &lt;img style="width:500px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo353qduk31qbwxizo1_500.png" alt="" /&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/1572244213036277312-862637969300349322?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/862637969300349322/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/862637969300349322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/862637969300349322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-4592959136760653757</id><published>2011-07-13T22:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T23:00:56.674-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://suicidiosdeamor.tumblr.com/post/5278335446/voce-ja-parou-para-pensar-que-por-dentro-de-uma"&gt;&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lku7aekpiW1qf6bvjo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="phototext"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alguém já parou para pensar, que por dentro de uma &lt;strong&gt;pessoa fria&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;possa existir um coração destruído?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-4592959136760653757?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/4592959136760653757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/alguem-ja-parou-para-pensar-que-por.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4592959136760653757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4592959136760653757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/alguem-ja-parou-para-pensar-que-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-1119475010005940945</id><published>2011-07-13T22:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T22:57:42.090-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://suicidiosdeamor.tumblr.com/post/7457385709/anotacao-mental-nao-faca-nada-por-alguem-que-nao"&gt;&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo4laihTTS1qf6bvjo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                      &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anotação Mental:&lt;/strong&gt; Não faça nada por alguém, que não faria o mesmo por você.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-1119475010005940945?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/1119475010005940945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/anotacao-mental-nao-faca-nada-por.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1119475010005940945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1119475010005940945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/anotacao-mental-nao-faca-nada-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-6030634817757451813</id><published>2011-07-13T21:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T21:52:12.037-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ilovesillyboys.tumblr.com/post/7541045050/queridas-vadias-da-minha-escola-porque-voce-nao"&gt;&lt;img class="pimg" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo8hs5Vi6P1qgqa5go1_500.gif" alt="Queridas vadias da minha escola, porque vocês não explodem? " width="500px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queridas vadias da minha escola, &lt;strong&gt;porque vocês não explodem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-6030634817757451813?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/6030634817757451813/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/queridas-vadias-da-minha-escola-porque.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6030634817757451813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6030634817757451813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/queridas-vadias-da-minha-escola-porque.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-8362106908326685198</id><published>2011-07-13T21:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T21:46:37.391-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://garotade-coracaopartido.tumblr.com/post/7434777366/palmas-para-mim-que-consegue-sofrer-chorar"&gt;&lt;img class="pimg" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo3byoENXM1qi2q59o1_500.gif" alt="Palmas para mim que consegue sofrer, chorar, sentir ciúmes, amar, odiar e ainda assim ter tempo para dar risada de tudo. " width="500px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palmas para mim que consegue sofrer, chorar, sentir ciúmes, amar, odiar e ainda assim &lt;strong&gt;ter tempo para dar risada de tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-8362106908326685198?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/8362106908326685198/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/palmas-para-mim-que-consegue-sofrer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8362106908326685198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8362106908326685198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/palmas-para-mim-que-consegue-sofrer.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-3217327728813255154</id><published>2011-07-13T21:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T21:31:54.080-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="media"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sociedadedospoetasmortos.tumblr.com/post/6142081970/nao-assumo-quando-estou-com-ciumes-mas-basta"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm7wr8NCzp1qh72ano1_500.gif" alt="Não assumo quando estou com ciúmes. Mas basta observar meu olhar, meu sorriso, minhas palavras e minha atitudes, que irá perceber. (sdpm)" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;strong&gt;Não assumo quando estou com ciúmes. &lt;/strong&gt;Mas basta observar meu olhar, meu sorriso, minhas palavras e minha atitudes, que irá perceber&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-3217327728813255154?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/3217327728813255154/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/nao-assumo-quando-estou-com-ciumes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3217327728813255154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3217327728813255154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/nao-assumo-quando-estou-com-ciumes.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-8096103568349044646</id><published>2011-07-04T21:28:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T11:13:54.057-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldk8cl7OFz1qdh214.gif" height="280" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acredite, eu tentei suportar toda aquela dor que estava  sentindo, prendi o choro o máximo que pude. Mas quando vi já era tarde  demais, e eu já estava me derramando em lágrimas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-8096103568349044646?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/8096103568349044646/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/acredite-eu-tentei-suportar-toda-aquela.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8096103568349044646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8096103568349044646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/acredite-eu-tentei-suportar-toda-aquela.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-6367338074377381692</id><published>2011-07-04T21:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T21:28:41.858-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="pic" style="border:0px solid #eee" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lno008dW6z1qiam1lo1_500.jpg" alt="Você nunca conseguirá mudar o seu passado, o que aconteceu passou. Você  não poderá voltar no tempo para consertar os seus erros cometidos no  passado, aceite, agora apenas siga em frente. (justmythoughts)" width="500px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Você nunca conseguirá mudar o seu passado, o que aconteceu passou.  Você  não poderá voltar no tempo para consertar os seus erros cometidos  no  passado, aceite, agora &lt;strong&gt;apenas siga em frente.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-6367338074377381692?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/6367338074377381692/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/voce-nunca-conseguira-mudar-o-seu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6367338074377381692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6367338074377381692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/voce-nunca-conseguira-mudar-o-seu.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-9083107959520631741</id><published>2011-07-04T20:27:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T20:49:46.922-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ele tentou acabar comigo ...</title><content type='html'>Eu fui na casa do meu namorado, ele me tratou normal quando cheguei, ai conversamos e ele me perguntou da festa e tals. Dai depois nós nos deitamos na cama eu disse que estava com saudades dele e ele me falou bem assim "sinceramente eu não senti saudade de ti" dai eu olhei pra baixo abraçada nele e não consegui me controlar, as lagrimas cairam dos meus olhos, eu me levantei e fui para o banheiro e chorei por alguns minutos, limpei as lagrimas disfarcei e voltei pra cama. Ele me perguntou " o que houve?" eu disse "nada", mas só eu sabia a dor que eu estava sentido.&lt;br /&gt;Quand eu estava indo pra casa dele ja estava imaginando que ele iria acabar comigo, mas parei pra pensar ele me ama não vai me deixar, mas depois que ele disse que não sentiu saudades de mim comecei a duvidar. Ele começou a falar, que no dia em que eu fui para o baile ele ficou sozinho em casa pensando e que não dormiu a noite toda pensando em mim, no que eu ia fazer na festa se eu estava me divertindo, se eu estava feliz. E ele me disse que fez um teste comigo e que eu nem imaginava, que ele pensou em me evitar e que chegou ao ponto de pensar em me&lt;br /&gt;ligar e dizer "acabou, acabou tudo". Quando ele disse isso não suportei chorei muito enquanto ele falava. Mas depis ele disse que não faria isso comigo, que mesmo que ele tentasse não conseguiria ficar longe de mim, porque ele me ama e não me abandonaria por nada. Confesso que na hora eu duvidei, mas eu acreditei, apesar de não conseguir falar o que eu queria realmente dizer naquele momento, me senti bem ao ouvir da boca dele " EU TE AMO" eu não disse nada eu só ficava quieta abraçada nele, olhando nos olhos dele esperando não sei o que acontecer. Ele disse que nem que eu quisesse conseguiria entende-lo&lt;br /&gt;saber o porque ele pensou isso ou porque ele faria isso comigo, eu não entenderia ele.&lt;br /&gt;Ele me magoou me dizendo aquilo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas por um lado acho que a culpa deve ser minha, eu acho que não demostro o suficiente que amo ele e que ele é a pessoa mais importante do mundo pra mim. O que mais me doi&lt;br /&gt;é que se ele terminasse comigo eu não vou saberia o que fazer, porque eu amo ele demais, ele é realmente tudo pra mim e eu me entreguei pra ele por inteira, me apeguei demais, me apaixonei demais, e vou sofrer demais se ele tentar terminar comigo denovo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-9083107959520631741?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/9083107959520631741/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/ele-tentou-acabar-comigo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/9083107959520631741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/9083107959520631741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/ele-tentou-acabar-comigo.html' title='Ele tentou acabar comigo ...'/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-41535772176205998</id><published>2011-07-02T11:51:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T11:51:46.661-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="PHOTO-display"&gt;           &lt;div class="PHOTO-display-width"&gt;                        &lt;img alt="Dizem que o amor verdadeiro só acontece uma vez, mas não te dizem nada sobre quantas vezes você vai quebrar a cara até encontra-lo." src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lno0p3OWKd1qct3ido1_500.jpg" /&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;          &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dizem que o amor verdadeiro só acontece uma vez, mas  não te dizem nada sobre quantas vezes você vai quebrar a cara até  encontra-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-41535772176205998?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/41535772176205998/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/dizem-que-o-amor-verdadeiro-so-acontece.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/41535772176205998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/41535772176205998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/dizem-que-o-amor-verdadeiro-so-acontece.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-8502761786672183822</id><published>2011-07-02T00:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T00:58:06.351-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln7clkHwEq1qdghp5o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  Coração otário. Se intromete onde não deve. Coração tonto. Quer  gostar de quem não pode. Coração burro. Só faz coisa errada. Coração  bobo. Sofre mas não aprende. Coração frágil. Fica triste e chora por  qualquer bobagem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-8502761786672183822?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/8502761786672183822/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/coracao-otario.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8502761786672183822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8502761786672183822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/coracao-otario.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-3524113698694658127</id><published>2011-07-02T00:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T00:26:56.679-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfoxie5Xwg1qd356po1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;E quando a gente discutir, me segure pela cintura e &lt;em&gt;me beije. &lt;/em&gt;E quando eu tentar me afastar, me segure firme no lugar. &lt;strong&gt;E quando nosso beijo acabar, me diga que me ama, e que eu sou a mulher da sua vida.&lt;/strong&gt; E quando eu tiver medo, prometa que &lt;em&gt;nada vai ficar entre nós dois.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-3524113698694658127?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/3524113698694658127/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/e-quando-gente-discutir-me-segure-pela.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3524113698694658127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3524113698694658127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/e-quando-gente-discutir-me-segure-pela.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-608636184327601318</id><published>2011-07-02T00:12:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T00:21:25.114-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="media"&gt;&lt;a href="http://suckerheart.tumblr.com/post/6571475638"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmuxruCHIM1qfz4jho1_500.gif" alt="suckerheart:  Eu tô precisando de alguém que não vá me abandonar no dia seguinte. De alguém que não queira me beijar logo no primeiro encontro e que me não me deixe nem se eu pedir. Quero alguém que me abrace, até quando eu não pedir. Alguém que perceba, até mesmo quando eu não demonstrar. (suckerheart)" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu tô precisando de alguém que não vá me abandonar no dia seguinte. &lt;/strong&gt;De alguém que não queira me beijar logo no primeiro encontro e que não me deixe nem se eu pedir. &lt;strong&gt;Quero alguém que me abrace,&lt;/strong&gt; até quando eu não pedir. Alguém que perceba, até mesmo quando eu não demonstrar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-608636184327601318?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/608636184327601318/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/suckerheart-eu-to-precisando-de-alguem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/608636184327601318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/608636184327601318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/suckerheart-eu-to-precisando-de-alguem.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-5567437422107327196</id><published>2011-07-02T00:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T00:12:21.217-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="media"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mondecharme.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnm5zckihh1qf1fp5o1_500.jpg" alt="mondecharme:  O que minha boca não diz, meus olhos gritam. (Monde Charmé)" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;O que minha boca &lt;strong&gt;não diz&lt;/strong&gt;, meus olhos &lt;strong&gt;gritam&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-5567437422107327196?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/5567437422107327196/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-que-minha-boca-nao-diz-meus-olhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/5567437422107327196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/5567437422107327196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-que-minha-boca-nao-diz-meus-olhos.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-5925132601692198985</id><published>2011-07-02T00:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T00:11:55.356-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="media"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mondecharme.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnm2yoGuje1qf1fp5o1_500.jpg" alt="mondecharme:   E quando tudo parece que dará certo, as coisas mudam de rumo nos últimos minutos e tudo acaba dando errado. (Monde Charmé)" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; E quando tudo parece que dará certo, as coisas mudam de rumo nos últimos minutos e tudo &lt;strong&gt;acaba dando errado&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-5925132601692198985?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/5925132601692198985/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/e-quando-tudo-parece-que-dara-certo-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/5925132601692198985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/5925132601692198985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/07/e-quando-tudo-parece-que-dara-certo-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-1327413768277429496</id><published>2011-06-20T23:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T23:34:15.788-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln2h3ohvG01qkttxoo1_500.png" alt="apenas ignore , veneno só faz mal se você engolir." /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;apenas ignore , v&lt;span&gt;eneno só faz mal se você engolir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-1327413768277429496?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/1327413768277429496/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/apenas-ignore-v-eneno-so-faz-mal-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1327413768277429496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1327413768277429496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/apenas-ignore-v-eneno-so-faz-mal-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-1398391957780186299</id><published>2011-06-20T23:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T23:32:30.853-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://garotaim-perfeita.tumblr.com/post/6739272840/eu-tenho-medo-de-que-um-dia-tudo-o-que-voce-sente"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln460nPVJQ1qggvrdo1_500.jpg" alt="garotaim-perfeita:  Eu tenho medo de que um dia tudo o que você sente por mim seja apenas lembranças e que os nossos planos seja apenas sonhos. (Taynara sousa)" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Eu tenho medo de que um dia tudo o que você sente por mim seja apenas &lt;strong&gt;lembranças&lt;/strong&gt; e que os nossos planos seja apenas&lt;strong&gt; sonhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-1398391957780186299?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/1398391957780186299/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-tenho-medo-de-que-um-dia-tudo-o-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1398391957780186299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1398391957780186299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-tenho-medo-de-que-um-dia-tudo-o-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-4338532002296337682</id><published>2011-06-20T23:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T23:31:46.133-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://talitamelo.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmur1iHzMx1qdzmgro1_500.gif" alt="Não adianta: você sempre vai ler, ver ou ouvir algo que vai estragar o teu dia." /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não adianta:&lt;/strong&gt; você sempre vai &lt;strong&gt;ler&lt;/strong&gt;, ver ou ouvir algo que vai estragar o teu dia.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-4338532002296337682?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/4338532002296337682/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/nao-adianta-voce-sempre-vai-ler-ver-ou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4338532002296337682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4338532002296337682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/nao-adianta-voce-sempre-vai-ler-ver-ou.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-6610879831066147241</id><published>2011-06-20T23:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T23:29:25.424-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://maniasdemenina.tumblr.com/post/2488535335/eu-ja-chorei-ate-dormir-por-nao-saber-o-que-fazer"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le40z8hYFo1qd5dvmo1_400.jpg" alt="katianysilva:  Eu já chorei até dormir por não saber o que fazer." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Eu já chorei até dormir por não saber o que fazer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-6610879831066147241?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/6610879831066147241/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-ja-chorei-ate-dormir-por-nao-saber-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6610879831066147241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6610879831066147241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-ja-chorei-ate-dormir-por-nao-saber-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-3846887557073499381</id><published>2011-06-20T23:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T23:28:24.331-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="media"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln2cpcG79R1qhcjkyo1_500.jpg" alt="laurabasilio:  Quando se trata de amor,nao há regras a serem cumpridas (laurabasilio)" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;Quando se trata de amor,nao há regras a serem cumpridas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-3846887557073499381?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/3846887557073499381/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/quando-se-trata-de-amornao-ha-regras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3846887557073499381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3846887557073499381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/quando-se-trata-de-amornao-ha-regras.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-4049977484233757592</id><published>2011-06-20T23:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T23:26:50.344-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="media"&gt;&lt;a href="http://guilhermewinchester.tumblr.com/post/6292987795/ja-tomei-tanto-cuidado-para-nao-magoar-certas"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmfrhxzmQR1qk9b5fo1_500.gif" alt="gabrielcezar:  Já tomei tanto cuidado para não magoar certas pessoas, e no fim, elas que me magoaram." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                         &lt;div class="copy"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Já tomei tanto cuidado para&lt;strong&gt; não magoar certas pessoas&lt;/strong&gt;, e no fim, elas que me magoaram.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-4049977484233757592?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/4049977484233757592/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/ja-tomei-tanto-cuidado-para-nao-magoar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4049977484233757592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/4049977484233757592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/ja-tomei-tanto-cuidado-para-nao-magoar.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-2130987239599425882</id><published>2011-06-20T23:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T23:25:58.674-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="media"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilikeit-verysame.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln3pgb5zcD1qg5rtlo1_500.jpg" alt="gabrielcezar:  Uma vez magoada, duas vezes mais fria. Blair Waldorf" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;Uma vez magoada, duas vezes mais fria.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-2130987239599425882?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/2130987239599425882/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/uma-vez-magoada-duas-vezes-mais-fria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/2130987239599425882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/2130987239599425882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/uma-vez-magoada-duas-vezes-mais-fria.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-52274266116189319</id><published>2011-06-20T23:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T23:24:17.358-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln3r1ydKJj1qiu813o1_500.png" alt="biancalimas:  E se realmente for amor, demonstre, antes que alguém faça isso por você." class="opacity" width="100%/" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;E se realmente for amor, demonstre, antes que alguém faça isso por você.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-52274266116189319?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/52274266116189319/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/e-se-realmente-for-amor-demonstre-antes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/52274266116189319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/52274266116189319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/e-se-realmente-for-amor-demonstre-antes.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-103583758790085332</id><published>2011-06-20T23:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T23:22:49.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sentencesforyou.tumblr.com/post/6697783427/1-fato-sobre-mim-se-voce-se-afastar-de-mim-por"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln1zdaGK9y1qgcw8ho1_500.gif" alt="1 fato sobre mim: Se você se afastar de mim por uma semana ,eu me afasto de você por anos. " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 fato sobre mim:&lt;/strong&gt; Se você se afastar de mim por uma semana ,eu me afasto de você por anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-103583758790085332?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/103583758790085332/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/1-fato-sobre-mim-se-voce-se-afastar-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/103583758790085332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/103583758790085332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/1-fato-sobre-mim-se-voce-se-afastar-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-1876078335910276981</id><published>2011-06-20T23:15:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T23:15:33.889-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmycgsKAUS1qexf2q.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Não existem pessoas certas, não existe&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; A &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;pessoa certa. Somos todos errados procurando alguém que aceite nossa imperfeição.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-1876078335910276981?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/1876078335910276981/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/nao-existem-pessoas-certas-nao-existe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1876078335910276981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1876078335910276981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/nao-existem-pessoas-certas-nao-existe.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-1641734558847787137</id><published>2011-06-19T14:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T14:21:13.562-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://giovaanaxp.tumblr.com/post/6680840809/quando-eu-deito-voce-e-a-primeira-coisa-que-me" title="Quando eu deito, você é a primeira coisa que me vem à cabeça. Allstar Weekend"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln048gZUBB1qj914ko1_500.gif" alt="Quando eu deito, você é a primeira coisa que me vem à cabeça. Allstar Weekend" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                      &lt;p&gt;Quando eu deito, você é a primeira coisa que me vem à cabeça.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-1641734558847787137?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/1641734558847787137/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/quando-eu-deito-voce-e-primeira-coisa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1641734558847787137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1641734558847787137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/quando-eu-deito-voce-e-primeira-coisa.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-3218799593992450430</id><published>2011-06-19T14:16:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T14:20:52.447-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://littlesnake.tumblr.com/post/6573140077/meio-petulante-meio-misteriosa-eu-nunca-vou-te"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://giovaanaxp.tumblr.com/post/6680843246/garotodiscreto-as-vezes-eu-paro-e-penso-se" title="garotodiscreto:  As vezes eu paro e penso se realmente eu fiz a coisa certa."&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln0ovjnnY11qeqv6ao1_500.jpg" alt="garotodiscreto:  As vezes eu paro e penso se realmente eu fiz a coisa certa." width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                     &lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;As vezes eu paro e penso se realmente eu fiz a coisa certa.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-3218799593992450430?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/3218799593992450430/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/as-vezes-eu-paro-e-penso-se-realmente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3218799593992450430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3218799593992450430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/as-vezes-eu-paro-e-penso-se-realmente.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-3107067237489352721</id><published>2011-06-19T14:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T14:16:43.144-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://littlesnake.tumblr.com/post/6573140077/meio-petulante-meio-misteriosa-eu-nunca-vou-te"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmv04qSIRD1qe75q0o1_500.jpg" alt="littlesnake:  Meio petulante, meio misteriosa, eu nunca vou te entregar tudo. " /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Meio petulante, meio misteriosa, eu nunca vou te entregar &lt;em&gt;tudo&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-3107067237489352721?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/3107067237489352721/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/meio-petulante-meio-misteriosa-eu-nunca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3107067237489352721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/3107067237489352721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/meio-petulante-meio-misteriosa-eu-nunca.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-7108126517872873015</id><published>2011-06-19T00:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T00:44:09.172-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://overdosedeinspiracao.tumblr.com/post/6636672068/o-pior-choro-e-aquele-que-voce-nao-quer-fazer"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmyjx62xm31qfj773o1_500.jpg" alt="overdosedeinspiracao:  O pior choro é aquele que você não quer fazer barulho, aquele em silêncio que você tem que segurar até o último para as pessoas não perceberem, aquele angustiado, sem consolo. Aquele que a lágrima fica presa nos olhos, e você não sabe o que fazer pra ela cair e acabar logo com isso. Overdose de Inspiração" class="border" width="470px" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O pior choro é aquele que você não quer fazer barulho&lt;/strong&gt;, aquele em silêncio que você tem que segurar até o último para as &lt;strong&gt;pessoas não perceberem&lt;/strong&gt;, aquele angustiado,&lt;strong&gt; sem consolo.&lt;/strong&gt; Aquele que a lágrima fica presa nos olhos, e você não sabe o que fazer pra ela cair e &lt;strong&gt;acabar logo com isso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-7108126517872873015?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/7108126517872873015/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-pior-choro-e-aquele-que-voce-nao-quer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7108126517872873015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7108126517872873015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-pior-choro-e-aquele-que-voce-nao-quer.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-6123838647923433925</id><published>2011-06-19T00:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T00:43:22.581-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://giselealves-.tumblr.com/post/6636281069/voce-so-percebe-que-viveu-uma-boa-epoca-quando-ela"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmyjb8bEln1qiiumdo1_500.jpg" alt="Você só percebe que viveu uma boa época quando ela vira lembrança." class="border" width="470px" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Você só percebe que viveu uma boa época quando ela vira &lt;strong&gt;lembrança&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-6123838647923433925?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/6123838647923433925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/voce-so-percebe-que-viveu-uma-boa-epoca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6123838647923433925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6123838647923433925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/voce-so-percebe-que-viveu-uma-boa-epoca.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-1202238080170467459</id><published>2011-06-19T00:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T00:39:16.569-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vichfialho.tumblr.com/post/5190121332"&gt;&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkoefcvhoF1qeq4pso1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E de repente a vida te vira do avesso, e você descobre que o avesso é o seu lado certo&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-1202238080170467459?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/1202238080170467459/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/e-de-repente-vida-te-vira-do-avesso-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1202238080170467459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1202238080170467459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/e-de-repente-vida-te-vira-do-avesso-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-7087335886485258244</id><published>2011-06-19T00:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T00:36:50.048-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/lluaraQ/"&gt;&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmjosnKT501qczc1qo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                    &lt;p&gt;O meu amor por você é um amor de corpo inteiro.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-7087335886485258244?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/7087335886485258244/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-meu-amor-por-voce-e-um-amor-de-corpo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7087335886485258244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7087335886485258244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-meu-amor-por-voce-e-um-amor-de-corpo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-6655055406564549702</id><published>2011-06-19T00:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T00:34:39.132-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Por favor fique perto de mim, diga que eu sou a unica,diga que sente  saudades,diga o quanto penssa e mim,diga que quando ouviu aquela musica  lembrou de mim,faça de tudo pra ficar ao meu lado,me deixe deitar no seu  colo,não me negue uma vontade boba,diga pra mim que sente ciumes,diga  pra mim que sou agora,diga o quanto se importa e diga que não quer me  ver triste por favor &lt;strong&gt;diga se for isso que você sente&lt;/strong&gt;,por  que se não for eu vou entender,mai se for por favor eu preciso que você  me diga,eu não quero me sentir sozinha,preciso de você das suas  palavras do seu silêncio do seu esforço da sua vontade do meu eu em  você,do seu amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-6655055406564549702?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/6655055406564549702/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/por-favor-fique-perto-de-mim-diga-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6655055406564549702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/6655055406564549702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/06/por-favor-fique-perto-de-mim-diga-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-1927710938291195702</id><published>2011-05-23T13:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T13:42:02.195-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:grey;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://douglashs.tumblr.com/post/5391570702/se-o-final-valer-a-pena-o-caminho-nem-importa"&gt;&lt;img id="pic" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll1djuUil21qhlox3o1_500.jpg" alt="sociedadedospoetasmortos:  Se o final valer a pena, o caminho não importa." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:grey;"&gt;                                                                                &lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Se o final &lt;strong&gt;valer a pena&lt;/strong&gt;, o caminho não importa.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-1927710938291195702?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/1927710938291195702/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/05/se-o-final-valer-pena-o-caminho-nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1927710938291195702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1927710938291195702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/05/se-o-final-valer-pena-o-caminho-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-1872851469396320520</id><published>2011-05-23T13:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T13:40:46.317-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:grey;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://sonhosde-garoto.tumblr.com/post/5177485987/e-doloroso-mas-se-voce-nao-sorrir-ninguem-vai"&gt;&lt;img id="pic" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkndflOdL51qjxzx0o1_500.gif" alt="gabrielcezar:   É doloroso. Mas se você não sorrir, ninguém vai sorrir por você. Sonhosde-Garoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:grey;"&gt;                                                                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;É doloroso&lt;/strong&gt;. Mas se você não sorrir, ninguém vai sorrir por você. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-1872851469396320520?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/1872851469396320520/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/05/e-doloroso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1872851469396320520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/1872851469396320520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/05/e-doloroso.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-7124965354071376127</id><published>2011-05-07T22:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T22:46:42.589-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://nothingbutafriend.tumblr.com/post/5247927573"&gt;&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkscoagWzq1qceef2o1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                     &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Baseado em uma história real) &lt;/strong&gt;Estava em  uma festa  normal, curtindo com minha turminha, feliz, me sentindo  bonita e  incrivel. Era umas 21:15 da noite quando o menino que eu amava  chegou na  festa, meus olhos brilharam tanto. Fiquei toda vermelha, não  conseguia  não sorrir. Ele se aproximou de mim, e antes mesmo que eu  dissesse um  simples oi ele disse: você é feia, pobre e fedida, finge  que não me  conhece. Meu mundo apenas desmoronou. Sai chorando dalí.  Alguns dias  depois, nos encontramos na escola e ele disse “&lt;strong&gt;desculpa pelo que eu disse na festa, você quer namorar comigo?&lt;/strong&gt;” e eu disse “&lt;strong&gt;encontre alguém bonita, rica e cheirosa para você.&lt;/strong&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-7124965354071376127?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/7124965354071376127/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/05/baseado-em-uma-historia-real-estava-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7124965354071376127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7124965354071376127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/05/baseado-em-uma-historia-real-estava-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-8627494524691478685</id><published>2011-05-07T17:29:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T22:38:19.063-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkue3ymefz1qcy0b7o1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu quero um amor de verdade.&lt;/strong&gt; Preciso sentir aquelas borboletas, mais uma vez. Preciso ter alguém ao meu lado, sussurrando todas as noites: &lt;strong&gt;“Eu estou aqui com você. Não vou embora, eu prometo”&lt;/strong&gt;. Quero um beijo de “boa noite” e outro ao acordar. &lt;em&gt;Quero sentir o seu abraço&lt;/em&gt;. E em troca de tudo isso,&lt;strong&gt; eu prometo te fazer feliz&lt;/strong&gt;.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-8627494524691478685?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/8627494524691478685/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-quero-um-amor-de-verdade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8627494524691478685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/8627494524691478685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-quero-um-amor-de-verdade.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-7235968129263953977</id><published>2011-05-07T17:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T17:29:55.456-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://30minuteboyfriend.tumblr.com/post/4812817354/eu-falo-e-me-ferro-fico-quieto-e-me-ferro-serio"&gt;&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk0okqnQMZ1qewabvo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div id="cap"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Eu falo e me ferro, fico quieta e me ferro. &lt;strong&gt;Sério, que merda&lt;a href="http://30minuteboyfriend.tumblr.com/"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-7235968129263953977?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/7235968129263953977/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-falo-e-me-ferro-fico-quieta-e-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7235968129263953977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7235968129263953977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-falo-e-me-ferro-fico-quieta-e-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-7472352922348401391</id><published>2011-05-07T17:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T17:29:17.134-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cryandlive.tumblr.com/post/5279438341/eu-nunca-fui-de-me-apaixonar-sempre-fui-a-mesma"&gt;&lt;div class="image"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lku96bGenA1qe85qgo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu nunca fui de me apaixonar.&lt;/strong&gt; Sempre fui a mesma  pessoa fria e ignorante. Que nunca imaginou que poderia encontrar alguém  que a fizesse mudar completamente. Mas eu encontrei. Eu poderia  esquecer do mundo lá fora e passar horas entretida em seus braços. Eu  queria poder te agarrar e não soltar mais. Eu queria ser capaz de  loucuras. Não só como queria, como sou capaz. Ver o seu sorriso me faz  sorrir também. Eu não imaginava que poderia ficar tão boba como fico  após ouvir as suas palavras. Não tinha idéia de quanto ciúme cabia  dentro de mim. Eu não tinha idéia de nada.&lt;strong&gt; E ainda não tenho, já que a única coisa que me importa agora é você.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-7472352922348401391?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/7472352922348401391/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-nunca-fui-de-me-apaixonar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7472352922348401391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/7472352922348401391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-nunca-fui-de-me-apaixonar.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572244213036277312.post-2431621841664301548</id><published>2011-05-07T17:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T17:21:12.254-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;                           &lt;a href="http://pleonasmovicioso.tumblr.com/post/2193247459"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldceyp0kzH1qep5cho1_400.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                           &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572244213036277312-2431621841664301548?l=ariadneprocope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/feeds/2431621841664301548/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/2431621841664301548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572244213036277312/posts/default/2431621841664301548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariadneprocope.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne procope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03538986715181897195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pf4CL5CAgzQ/THFoR7tvllI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cbTOUqVGcPk/S220/107.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
