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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Hoje acordei com um sensação estranha, quase uma epifania. Vejo por aí todos os dias coisas do tipo &quot;corra atrás do seus sonhos&quot;, &amp;nbsp;&quot;lute pelo que você quer&quot;, &quot;nunca perca as esperanças&quot;, só que hoje nada disso está fazendo muito sentido. Eu sempre tive dentro de mim esse tipo de sensação, corri atrás de tudo que quis, e graças a Deus, consegui a maioria delas, e nunca fui de desistir de nada.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Mas parei e pensei de uma maneira diferente, e já não sei se esse meu jeito realmente me faz bem, pois já sei mais diferenciar o que vale ou não vale pena, ou seja, quero tantas coisas, mas já não sei se vale tanto o esforço.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Me lembrei muito do filme Efeito Borboleta, quando o personagem principal descobre que pode voltar no tempo e passa a história inteira tentando consertar o futuro mudando coisas erradas que haviam acontecido no passado. O problema é que sempre que ele achava que tinha conseguido e que finalmente ficaria feliz ao lado da pessoa que ele amava, algo de ruim acontecia como consequência direta da interferência dele. Até o dia em que ele percebe que não por mais que ele fizesse, não era pra ficar com a mocinha no final.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Estou me sentindo exatamente assim, só que não viajei no tempo, mas fico tentando fazer coisas no presente na esperança de ter um futuro que provavelmente não vai existir. Acho que a ficha caiu..sinto que por mais que eu lute, que tenha paciência, que tente entender, que tente criar oportunidades de ficar aqui, de ficar mais perto, a distância que me separa dele não é possível de ser transposta. É como se eu corresse, corresse sem nunca conseguir alcançar e acho que estou cansada de correr.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Depois de pensar em tudo, todas as suas atitudes, cheguei a conclusão que não adianta lutar, ter esperança...não é para ser, simplesmente pelo fato de que não adianta só eu querer, só eu sonhar, só eu planejar, não existe relacionamento de uma pessoa só.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Isso aqui está virando uma coleção de mimimis...realmente não gosto disso, não gosto de me sentir assim, mas estou triste, o que vou fazer?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Pelo menos não estou enchendo o saco de ninguém, quem vem aqui vem de livre e espontânea vontade e pode achar uma chatice e ir embora...só que esse espaço é meu.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Sempre fui uma pessoa alegre e otimista a maior parte do tempo e apesar de todas as circunstâncias, mas sinceramente ando preocupada comigo.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;O ano está chegando ao fim, e sinceramente não tenho lá muita coisa pra comemorar...muito stress, muitos problemas, algumas alegrias e uma incrível sensação de que fiz tudo errado na minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Outro dia estava pensando sobre o comportamento de um aluna e pensando em mim aos 20 anos...nessa idade quando a maioria está em crise por ter que resolver o que fazer da vida, qual carreira seguir, eu sabia exatamente o que eu queria, aliás eu sempre soube a vida inteira o que queria...até há uns dois anos atrás.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Tenho a sensação de que só fiz escolhas erradas, e me sinto uma completa perdedora. Hoje não sei mais do que gosto, não sei mais o que quero, não tenho mais certeza de nada...é estou em crise...mas estou tentando pensar positivo, sair disso, pensar apesar de as coisas não terem dado certo até agora, preciso me concentrar no presente pra construir um futuro...só que há dias em que é difícil aguentar, não chorar, não querer desistir.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;E nessas horas é difícil não ter o apoio dele e perceber que ele não está lá pra mim....conversar com ele, ouvi-lo dizer que tudo vai dar certo, sempre me deu uma força enorme, mas acho que não posso mais contar com isso, não depois de terça...sim, &amp;nbsp;estou carente, estou sensível, estou em plena tpm....sim, talvez ele esteja envolvido com os próprios problemas, &amp;nbsp;não tenha tido a intenção de me ferir, e não soube como agir diante da minha fragilidade, mas seja como for, acho que isso mostra mais uma vez que eu realmente não ocupo o lugar na sua vida que &amp;nbsp;achei que ocupasse, ou que gostaria de ocupar. Eu mais uma vez não consigo entender porque ele age assim...ou talvez não tenha nada pra entender, ele simplesmente não se importa, fazer o que?&lt;br /&gt;
É triste, mas não podemos obrigar ninguém a gostar da gente, não podemos impor nada, apenas aceitar o fato e conviver com isso.&lt;br /&gt;
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I know right now you don&#39;t care&lt;/div&gt;
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But soon enough you&#39;re gonna think of me&lt;/div&gt;
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Although I hurt I must be strong&lt;/div&gt;
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Preciso &amp;nbsp;falar, mas não sei por onde começar...por que relacionamentos são tão complicados? ou será que são os meus relacionamentos é que são complicados? Será que eu era mais feliz sozinha? Na verdade acho que ainda estou sozinha, só não percebi isso... até hoje.&lt;br /&gt;
Minha concepção de relacionamento seja amizade, namoro, casamento, envolve entre outras coisas confiança e acho que essa confiança se mostra quando ambos se sentem a vontade para conversar, expor seus medos, suas dúvidas sabendo que pode contar com a ajuda e o apoio do outro, mesmo que a única coisa que o outro possa fazer seja ouvir.&lt;br /&gt;
Sei que homens tem a tendência a se calar diante de problemas ao contrário de nós que queremos verbalizar (olha eu aqui escrevendo)...tento aceitar e respeitar seu jeito, sua forma de agir, &amp;nbsp;mas saber que diante do problema &amp;nbsp;ele está enfrentando preferiu &amp;nbsp;conversar com outra pessoa a respeito, sendo que ontem eu fiquei um tempão à disposição e ele não conseguiu trocar mais de 5 palavras só me fez pensar que na verdade, ao contrário do que sempre fala, ele não confia em mim, não se sente a vontade pra falar comigo. Isso tá doendo muito.&lt;br /&gt;
Pensando nisso e em outras coisas que aconteceram nos últimos meses cheguei a conclusão que nós não temos um relacionamento...não sou amiga, não sou namorada, talvez amante...é assim que me sinto...&amp;nbsp;falando só, gostando só..ele colocou um muro entre nós e por mais que eu tente já não sei se consigo ultrapassar..ele não deixa.&lt;br /&gt;
Tento ser menos mulherzinha, mais racional,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;não espero poemas ou lindas declarações,&amp;nbsp;mas acho que emails fofos que quando têm resposta vem na forma de &quot;obrigado&quot; são mais do que um sinal, do que eu não quero ver.&lt;br /&gt;
Estou cansada, não sei se tenho mais forças pra insistir nisso, não vou mais procurar..se ele se sente melhor falando com outra pessoa tudo bem, eu tenho que aceitar, me deixa imensamente triste, mas não há nada que eu possa fazer....tinha tanta certeza que isso tudo valia a pena, mas agora já não sei mais...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/feeds/2628321922372471398/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36092415/2628321922372471398?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/2628321922372471398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/2628321922372471398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/2012/10/ja-nao-sei-mais.html' title='JÁ NÃO SEI MAIS'/><author><name>Butterfly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508203689678794764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpuMNPU0tCg1j8oUJUtQo8GC7-CR8Uc7Z5J8i_g7MVFmt-D8ewEiGZZ_h2GCAON364KswDhR9oaQoCAaQbYu6gNysdaA7tB_RPM27c4CPmOAi2LlVXosEjV3bbklxc4w/s220/842950_10200459130982171_1414319782_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPddkZaUlR8vmBJPu6xhKWjC5PjlB0LC8sMyrnXQcNStdZDO5iELxXaYEVVB_NQGSiJwZrPsKQBowT0k_4ZZRYk2kyv-_XfHxx_k6DSiXIdROTbIcCgrj0HQktdk4qubwjU_XO/s72-c/indecision.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36092415.post-3997387602318916942</id><published>2011-10-23T12:50:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T12:50:32.761-02:00</updated><title type='text'>TIRANDO A POEIRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Hoje lembrei que tenho um blog e resolvi passar por aqui pra tirar a poeira. Aproveitei pra ler post antigos e fiquei admirada com a minha capacidade de escrever coisas legais. Ando tão sem vontade de escrever, tão de saco cheio de tudo que quase não me reconheci nos textos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Isso me fez pensar no que está acontecendo comigo. Sim, minha vida mudou muito desde o último post, agora sou doutora e no pós doc as coisas não são nada do que eu havia pensado. Estou em uma fase de questionamentos, de incertezas, e tenho momentos em que a vontade de largar tudo e começar do zero em algo novo é quase irresistível. Mas ao mesmo tempo me pergunto, será que isso não é só uma fase e vai passar? Será que se me esforçar um pouco, me concentrar e me focar mais, vou retomar o gosto pelo que fazia e amava?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Pensar em fazer coisas novas me dá ânimo, mas não consigo definir o que é essa coisa nova, o que sei é que não pode ser nada relacionado a pesquisa, pelo menos não a essa parte chata, burocrática e entendiante com a qual eu venho lidando e que está me consumindo e me desanimando.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Preciso definir um caminho, antes que as coisas acabem se definindo por si só...mas será que não é isso mesmo? Será que não devo deixar as coisas seguirem seu rumo e se ajeitarem naturalmente...sinceramente não sei, não sei e não sei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;A parte boa é que mudei o layout do blog e gostei muito do resultado...não lido muito bem com mudanças, mas elas não forem muito drásticas dá até um animo...é isso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nos vimos rapidinho hoje, mas  mesmo assim fico feliz por saber que ele estava ali e queria estar comigo mesmo que fosse por cinco minutos, mesmo  estando caindo de sono.&lt;/div&gt;
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Li  em algum lugar que amamos uma pessoa pela paz que ela nos dá ou pelo tormento que provoca, e é assim que ele me faz sentir. Sinto uma paz incrível ao ouvir sua voz, ver seu sorriso, seus gestos, e ao mesmo tempo uma vontade louca de beija-lo, sentir seu cheiro, seu toque, me atormenta.&lt;/div&gt;
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Fico lembrando de coisas que falamos, me pego rindo sozinha das brincadeiras, penso em mil coisas pra dizer, contar...eu não consigo mais imaginar a minha vida sem ele.&lt;/div&gt;
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É tão boa essa sensação de querer estar sempre cantado, rindo...&lt;/div&gt;
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Estou realmente muito feliz, como há muito tempo não me sentia. Feliz por ter encontrado alguém que combina comigo em todas as coisas essenciais, que quer as mesmas coisas que eu quero, tem as mesmas paixões, que faz planos, que me cuida, que se preocupa, que do jeito dele, com pequenas coisas,  faz tudo pra me fazer feliz...&lt;/div&gt;
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&quot;Eu te fiz sorrir e era isso que eu queria&quot;...ouvir isso foi tão bom...&lt;/div&gt;
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Ai meu nerd lindo como demorei pra te encontrar e agora só quero te fazer feliz e que você continue me fazendo feliz assim e não vá embora da minha vida nunca mais.&lt;/div&gt;
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Só tenho a agradecer a Deus por te-lo colocado em minha vida e só posso pedir que nós possamos continuar assim, nessa sintonia, nesse carinho, fazendo bem um ao outro, que saibamos lidar com as dificuldades quando elas aparecerem e que seja pra sempre enquanto durar.&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/feeds/9044397768793333832/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36092415/9044397768793333832?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/9044397768793333832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/9044397768793333832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/2011/04/felicidade-instantanea-nos-vimos.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508203689678794764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpuMNPU0tCg1j8oUJUtQo8GC7-CR8Uc7Z5J8i_g7MVFmt-D8ewEiGZZ_h2GCAON364KswDhR9oaQoCAaQbYu6gNysdaA7tB_RPM27c4CPmOAi2LlVXosEjV3bbklxc4w/s220/842950_10200459130982171_1414319782_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRVy6V9O6GzNAxc6Z1w-PhIkJ8zbsbQc9KzYI7QZnTRgpFcNluBx1qHEIo55Mo2UGNXeJItrCAMq9LeXtN3sv6yiZr5i3zDkUz2RTxJc4o_92nyMFQmBA83kmY-8vKJxsc5XiB/s72-c/felicidade.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36092415.post-2859552800706458685</id><published>2011-02-14T11:16:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T11:52:15.348-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeQsye3VLz9x_q-qVb7yl_qjI6lf1_PwYUrKqnfRA_xWtAHVqrn3hUKJkteM-XcqkF1iSKCSkDrZap5uVUySriRC3yl6QbchsNK1YRqwy1O4H90dujIUY7oReyZ_XwlsJULgxC/s1600/santidade1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 242px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeQsye3VLz9x_q-qVb7yl_qjI6lf1_PwYUrKqnfRA_xWtAHVqrn3hUKJkteM-XcqkF1iSKCSkDrZap5uVUySriRC3yl6QbchsNK1YRqwy1O4H90dujIUY7oReyZ_XwlsJULgxC/s320/santidade1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573542556131528018&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pra vc, meu nerd lindo que tem a alma perfumada!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Almas Perfumadas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tem gente que tem cheiro de passarinho quando canta,&lt;br /&gt;de sol quando acorda,&lt;br /&gt;de flor quando ri. Ao lado delas,&lt;br /&gt;a gente se sente no balanço de uma rede que dança gostoso numa tarde grande,&lt;br /&gt;sem relógio e sem agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas,&lt;br /&gt;a gente se sente comendo pipoca na praça,&lt;br /&gt;lambuzando o queixo de sorvete,&lt;br /&gt;melando os dedos com algodão doce da cor mais doce que tem pra escolher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;  O tempo é outro e a &lt;a href=&quot;http://mensagensepoemas.uol.com.br/#&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 153); text-decoration: underline; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: initial; &quot;&gt;vida&lt;/a&gt; fica com a cara que ela tem de verdade,&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas que a gente desaprende de ver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que tem cheiro de colo de Deus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;  de banho de &lt;a href=&quot;http://mensagensepoemas.uol.com.br/#&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 153); text-decoration: underline; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: initial; &quot;&gt;mar&lt;/a&gt; quando a água é quente e o céu é azul.&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas,&lt;br /&gt;a gente sabe que os anjos existem e que alguns são invisíveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas,&lt;br /&gt;a gente se sente chegando em casa e trocando o salto pelo chinelo,&lt;br /&gt;sonhando a maior tolice do mundo com o gozo de quem não liga pra isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas,&lt;br /&gt;pode ser abril, mas parece manhã de Natal do tempo em que a gente acordava e encontrava o presente do Papai Noel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que tem cheiro das estrelas que Deus acendeu no céu e daquelas que conseguimos acender na Terra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;  a gente não acha que o &lt;a href=&quot;http://mensagensepoemas.uol.com.br/#&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 153); text-decoration: underline; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: initial; &quot;&gt;amor&lt;/a&gt; é possível,&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a gente tem certeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;a gente se sente visitando um lugar feito de &lt;a href=&quot;http://mensagensepoemas.uol.com.br/#&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 153); text-decoration: underline; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: initial; &quot;&gt;alegria&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recebendo um buquê de carinhos,&lt;br /&gt;abraçando um filhote de urso panda,&lt;br /&gt;tocando com os olhos os olhos da paz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas,&lt;br /&gt;saboreamos a delícia do toque suave que sua presença sopra no nosso coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que tem cheiro de cafuné sem pressa,&lt;br /&gt;do brinquedo que a gente não largava,&lt;br /&gt;do acalanto que o silêncio canta,&lt;br /&gt;de passeio no jardim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas,&lt;br /&gt;a gente percebe que a sensualidade é um perfume que vem de dentro&lt;br /&gt;e que a atração que realmente nos move não passa só pelo corpo,&lt;br /&gt;corre em outras veia pulsa em outro lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas,&lt;br /&gt;a gente lembra que no instante em que rimos Deus está conosco,&lt;br /&gt;juntinho ao nosso lado e a gente ri grande que nem menino arteiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente, COMO VOCÊ,&lt;br /&gt;que nem percebe como tem a alma perfumada!&lt;br /&gt;E que esse perfume é dom de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/feeds/2859552800706458685/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36092415/2859552800706458685?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/2859552800706458685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/2859552800706458685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/2011/02/pra-vc-meu-nerd-lindo-que-tem-alma.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508203689678794764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpuMNPU0tCg1j8oUJUtQo8GC7-CR8Uc7Z5J8i_g7MVFmt-D8ewEiGZZ_h2GCAON364KswDhR9oaQoCAaQbYu6gNysdaA7tB_RPM27c4CPmOAi2LlVXosEjV3bbklxc4w/s220/842950_10200459130982171_1414319782_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeQsye3VLz9x_q-qVb7yl_qjI6lf1_PwYUrKqnfRA_xWtAHVqrn3hUKJkteM-XcqkF1iSKCSkDrZap5uVUySriRC3yl6QbchsNK1YRqwy1O4H90dujIUY7oReyZ_XwlsJULgxC/s72-c/santidade1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36092415.post-621554788897881364</id><published>2010-11-09T20:03:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T20:12:12.931-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; &quot;&gt;&lt;div id=&quot;cabecalho&quot; class=&quot;cor_2&quot; style=&quot;padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 160px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 140px; &quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: 20px; &quot;&gt;&lt;h1 id=&quot;identificador_musica&quot; style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 17.5pt; font-weight: 400; text-transform: none; letter-spacing: normal; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; text-decoration: none; line-height: 26px; &quot;&gt;If You Needed Somebody&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13.5pt; font-weight: 400; text-transform: none; letter-spacing: normal; color: rgb(183, 183, 0); text-decoration: none; &quot;&gt;&lt;a id=&quot;identificador_artista&quot; href=&quot;http://letras.terra.com.br/bad-company/&quot; style=&quot;outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; color: rgb(183, 183, 0); font-size: 13.5pt; text-decoration: none; text-transform: none; &quot;&gt;Bad Company&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 8pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); display: block; line-height: 15px; width: 420px; &quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=&quot;main_cnt&quot; style=&quot;padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: 140px; position: relative; width: 683px; height: 500px; min-height: 500px; &quot;&gt;&lt;div id=&quot;div_letra&quot; style=&quot;padding-right: 400px; font-size: 13px; min-height: 260px; height: 260px; &quot;&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;Should have told you by now, but I can’t find the words, oh no&lt;br /&gt;If I could show you somehow, but I don’t have the nerve, oh yeah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;You don’t see me looking at you, how can love be so blind&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you don’t notice me, sooner or later there will come a time, baby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;If you need somebody, the way that I need you&lt;br /&gt;If you wanted somebody, the way that I want you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;Oh yeah, the way that I want you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;If I could hold you tonight, it would last me forever&lt;br /&gt;But the time’s never right, when will we be together, oh no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;If I could make you understand, what you’re doing to me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there will come a time, when sooner or later I will make you see, baby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;If you need somebody, the way that I need you&lt;br /&gt;If you wanted somebody, the way that I want you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;Ooh, if I could tell you now, the way you make me feel&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, if I could show you somehow, don’t you know my lovin’ is oh so real&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;(solo)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;If you need somebody, the way that I need you&lt;br /&gt;If you wanted somebody, the way that I want you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;(if you need somebody) I need you, I want you, I gotta tell you&lt;br /&gt;The way that I need you&lt;br /&gt;And if you wanted somebody, the way that I want you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/feeds/621554788897881364/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36092415/621554788897881364?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/621554788897881364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/621554788897881364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-you-needed-somebody-bad-company.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508203689678794764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpuMNPU0tCg1j8oUJUtQo8GC7-CR8Uc7Z5J8i_g7MVFmt-D8ewEiGZZ_h2GCAON364KswDhR9oaQoCAaQbYu6gNysdaA7tB_RPM27c4CPmOAi2LlVXosEjV3bbklxc4w/s220/842950_10200459130982171_1414319782_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36092415.post-7749045074624006131</id><published>2010-03-28T00:11:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-09-25T15:25:26.970-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp-PwHDMRJEBUa1xIHb9832GGTAvu5Xh-RdFxVH2GlspuCLfRcCYi3HUHKirsqKM2OEFYM46IHnlNTuBKYYS3GkUTqhrNvY-4etT_hc4fgfQNu4ABZyFmicMeC0EQXLTXGD3Zi/s1600/sem-olhar.jpg&quot; 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&lt;b&gt;CONFUSÃO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Eu não sei com quem falar, no fundo tenho vergonha de falar, mas acho que preciso de ajuda.&lt;/div&gt;
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Estou tão confusa, não consigo me entender e nem lidar com o que sinto. Eu sei que fugir não é a solução mas no momento me parece é a melhor alternativa.&lt;/div&gt;
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Como pode uma pessoa me fazer tão bem e tão mal ao mesmo tempo? Talvez o problema esteja comigo, ou melhor, tenho certeza. Preciso aprender a lidar com certas coisas &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;que sinto, mas como lidar com algo que não consigo entender?&lt;/div&gt;
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Eu não quero voltar com ele, sinto isso bem resolvido, não dá mais certo, e aquele “ensaio” do ano passado me fez perceber isso. Ele não mudou em nada, apesar de termos passado momentos maravilhosos, no fundo foi só isso, acho que ele não queria e nunca quis voltar. Tudo resolvido então? Não...definitivamente não, pq ele me procura nós ficamos e não nego, gosto e tenho vontade de ficar com ele. &lt;/div&gt;
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E aí entra o problema, por mais que não o queira como namorado, esse ciúmes que sinto me consome, me faz mal, me faz dizer e fazer coisas incoerentes me deixa triste, me deixa com raiva e não gosto de me sentir assim. Racionalmente eu sei que isso tudo é absurdo, mas não sei mais o que fazer, as vezes acho que só posso estar doida..&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/feeds/7749045074624006131/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36092415/7749045074624006131?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/7749045074624006131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/7749045074624006131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/2010/03/confusao-eu-nao-sei-com-quem-falar-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508203689678794764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpuMNPU0tCg1j8oUJUtQo8GC7-CR8Uc7Z5J8i_g7MVFmt-D8ewEiGZZ_h2GCAON364KswDhR9oaQoCAaQbYu6gNysdaA7tB_RPM27c4CPmOAi2LlVXosEjV3bbklxc4w/s220/842950_10200459130982171_1414319782_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp-PwHDMRJEBUa1xIHb9832GGTAvu5Xh-RdFxVH2GlspuCLfRcCYi3HUHKirsqKM2OEFYM46IHnlNTuBKYYS3GkUTqhrNvY-4etT_hc4fgfQNu4ABZyFmicMeC0EQXLTXGD3Zi/s72-c/sem-olhar.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36092415.post-7737940504468198423</id><published>2010-03-14T00:05:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T07:18:32.967-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/feeds/7737940504468198423/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36092415/7737940504468198423?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/7737940504468198423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/7737940504468198423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/2010/03/eu-prometo-voce-me-descartou-mais-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508203689678794764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpuMNPU0tCg1j8oUJUtQo8GC7-CR8Uc7Z5J8i_g7MVFmt-D8ewEiGZZ_h2GCAON364KswDhR9oaQoCAaQbYu6gNysdaA7tB_RPM27c4CPmOAi2LlVXosEjV3bbklxc4w/s220/842950_10200459130982171_1414319782_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36092415.post-5363399774644148392</id><published>2010-02-28T00:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T00:48:46.713-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; 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href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiokgEYtOLxIuOyn0aEVMlRvnfywieSdkrLZ0233SWAeTXwjEF2u2ZBT1CedaYLvOs93e04Ow44-v9qVzNJKNqbksWh61_HEXkT8Q16C8DEopVrYcpksxJPnqh0zGxh9sESqx8U/s1600-h/1796621.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 283px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiokgEYtOLxIuOyn0aEVMlRvnfywieSdkrLZ0233SWAeTXwjEF2u2ZBT1CedaYLvOs93e04Ow44-v9qVzNJKNqbksWh61_HEXkT8Q16C8DEopVrYcpksxJPnqh0zGxh9sESqx8U/s320/1796621.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441974065311972658&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;FALTA POUCO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você disse: falta pouco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu disse: não vejo a hora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você só não faz idéia do quanto...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/feeds/1132608913806525582/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36092415/1132608913806525582?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/1132608913806525582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/1132608913806525582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/2010/02/falta-pouco-voce-disse-falta-pouco-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508203689678794764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpuMNPU0tCg1j8oUJUtQo8GC7-CR8Uc7Z5J8i_g7MVFmt-D8ewEiGZZ_h2GCAON364KswDhR9oaQoCAaQbYu6gNysdaA7tB_RPM27c4CPmOAi2LlVXosEjV3bbklxc4w/s220/842950_10200459130982171_1414319782_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiokgEYtOLxIuOyn0aEVMlRvnfywieSdkrLZ0233SWAeTXwjEF2u2ZBT1CedaYLvOs93e04Ow44-v9qVzNJKNqbksWh61_HEXkT8Q16C8DEopVrYcpksxJPnqh0zGxh9sESqx8U/s72-c/1796621.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36092415.post-6219840615032428456</id><published>2010-02-24T21:28:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2012-09-25T15:30:35.328-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmCeiKoQkKCl7oiSHZyT4o-EhtiNJ1fqKglDe_30h9wW7QJ-b85MtZdXceYXmyto6JXwHeZNtTxYB7nTGhKsO0aga1bZsHxd7iNaAFnOc1k6clwjswfXQoAITdZd5naYnvM625/s1600-h/voar-1.jpg&quot; 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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Um dos meus trechos preferidos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;O Guia do Mochileiro das Galáxias diz o seguinte sobre voar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Há toda uma arte, ele diz, ou melhor, um jeitinho para voar. O jeitinho consiste em aprender como se jogar no chão e errar. Encontre um belo dia, ele sugere, e experimente.A primeira parte é fácil. Ela requer apenas a habilidade de se jogar para a frente, com todo seu peso, e o desprendimento para não se preocupar com o fato de que vai doer. Ou melhor, vai doer se você deixar de errar o chão. Muitas pessoas deixam de errar o chão e, se estiverem praticando da forma correta, o mais provável é que vão deixar de errar com muita força. Claramente é o segundo ponto, que diz respeito a errar, que representa a maior dificuldade. Um dos problemas é que você precisa errar o chão acidentalmente. Não adianta tentar errar o chão de forma deliberada, porque você não irá conseguir. É preciso que sua atenção seja subitamente desviada por outra coisa quando você está a meio caminho, de forma que você não pense mais a respeito de estar caindo, ou a respeito do chão, ou sobre o quanto isso tudo irá doer se você deixar de errar. É reconhecidamente difícil remover sua atenção dessas três coisas durante a fração de segundo que você tem à sua disposição. O que explica porque muitas pessoas fracassam, bem como a eventual desilusão com esse esporte divertido e espetacular. Contudo, se você tiver a sorte de ficar completamente distraído no momento crucial por, digamos, lindas pernas (tentáculos, pseudópodos, de acordo com o filo e/ou inclinação pessoal) ou por uma bomba explodindo por perto, ou por notar subitamente uma espécie muito rara de besouro subindo num galho próximo, então, em sua perplexidade, você irá errar o chão completamente e ficará flutuando a poucos centímetros dele, de uma forma que irá parecer ligeiramente tola. Esse é o momento para uma sublime e delicada concentração. Não ouça nada que possam dizer nesse momentos porque dificilmente seria algo útil. Provavelmente dirão algo como: &quot;Meu Deus, você não pode estar voando!&quot; É de vital importância que você não acredite nisso: do contrário, subitamente estará certo. Flutue cada vez mais alto. Tente alguns mergulhos, bem devagar no início, depois deixe-se levar para cima das árvores, sempre respirando pausadamente. NÃO ACENE PARA NINGUÉM. Quando você já tiver repetido isso algumas vezes, perceberá que o momento da distração logo se torna cada vez mais fácil de atingir. Você pode, então, aprender diversas coisas sobre como controlar seu vôo, sua velocidade, como manobrar, etc. O truque está sempre em não pensar muito a fundo naquilo que você quer fazer. Apenas deixe que aconteça, como se fosse algo perfeitamente natural. Você também irá aprender como pousar suavemente, coisa com a qual, com quase toda certeza, você irá se atrapalhar - e se atrapalhar feio - em sua primeira tentativa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/feeds/6219840615032428456/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36092415/6219840615032428456?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/6219840615032428456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/6219840615032428456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/2010/02/sobre-voar-um-dos-meus-trechos.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508203689678794764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpuMNPU0tCg1j8oUJUtQo8GC7-CR8Uc7Z5J8i_g7MVFmt-D8ewEiGZZ_h2GCAON364KswDhR9oaQoCAaQbYu6gNysdaA7tB_RPM27c4CPmOAi2LlVXosEjV3bbklxc4w/s220/842950_10200459130982171_1414319782_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmCeiKoQkKCl7oiSHZyT4o-EhtiNJ1fqKglDe_30h9wW7QJ-b85MtZdXceYXmyto6JXwHeZNtTxYB7nTGhKsO0aga1bZsHxd7iNaAFnOc1k6clwjswfXQoAITdZd5naYnvM625/s72-c/voar-1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36092415.post-9177778652593409874</id><published>2010-02-01T20:16:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:31:58.812-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="It&#39;s my life"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Fws9N7Fd3VM31sO-_UoBeH2Lulh9HYBVqcqd8_P9r6Y8GCKTPhjR9sqGiu6qat_VY8jqMeiYIwKfS9-pIQF3qfQJMBvg9C0s4UA7wnKbWh-T3e88qzy-r8pmlsvmSK508oCz/s1600-h/decep_o.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Fws9N7Fd3VM31sO-_UoBeH2Lulh9HYBVqcqd8_P9r6Y8GCKTPhjR9sqGiu6qat_VY8jqMeiYIwKfS9-pIQF3qfQJMBvg9C0s4UA7wnKbWh-T3e88qzy-r8pmlsvmSK508oCz/s320/decep_o.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433405172965520498&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;UNTITLED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu já deveria saber, ou melhor eu já sabia, eu deveria é não esquecer que algumas situações nunca vão mudar...por mais que eu tente, por mais coisas aconteçam, por mais que em alguns momentos até pareça que será diferente,  no fundo é mais obra daquele maldito sentimento chamado esperança.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A única coisa que posso fazer, e isso é que me deixa mais triste e inconformada,  é aceitar..não posso fazer nada...não posso mudar nada...lembrar de não mais esquecer isso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/feeds/9177778652593409874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36092415/9177778652593409874?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/9177778652593409874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/9177778652593409874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/2010/02/untitled-eu-ja-deveria-saber-ou-melhor.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508203689678794764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpuMNPU0tCg1j8oUJUtQo8GC7-CR8Uc7Z5J8i_g7MVFmt-D8ewEiGZZ_h2GCAON364KswDhR9oaQoCAaQbYu6gNysdaA7tB_RPM27c4CPmOAi2LlVXosEjV3bbklxc4w/s220/842950_10200459130982171_1414319782_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Fws9N7Fd3VM31sO-_UoBeH2Lulh9HYBVqcqd8_P9r6Y8GCKTPhjR9sqGiu6qat_VY8jqMeiYIwKfS9-pIQF3qfQJMBvg9C0s4UA7wnKbWh-T3e88qzy-r8pmlsvmSK508oCz/s72-c/decep_o.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36092415.post-968956587843260139</id><published>2010-01-29T16:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T18:51:29.149-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Testando post pelo iPod Touch</title><content type='html'>Eu tou adorando essa história de brincar de procurar aplicativos pro meu touch. Agora achei esse aqui, o BlogPress, posso postar de qq lugar..ueba!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/feeds/968956587843260139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36092415/968956587843260139?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/968956587843260139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/968956587843260139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/2010/01/testando-post-pelo-ipod-touch.html' title='Testando post pelo iPod Touch'/><author><name>Butterfly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508203689678794764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpuMNPU0tCg1j8oUJUtQo8GC7-CR8Uc7Z5J8i_g7MVFmt-D8ewEiGZZ_h2GCAON364KswDhR9oaQoCAaQbYu6gNysdaA7tB_RPM27c4CPmOAi2LlVXosEjV3bbklxc4w/s220/842950_10200459130982171_1414319782_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36092415.post-1497823554857190762</id><published>2010-01-03T03:31:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:55:31.787-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="It&#39;s my life"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXquYZCkn7RPgabkJlH6juYh6_Jic-5FjMCekQu7msQAB2O0Ngl0r_x5T2zHrelpT7EOaJjonE6ZvdtyYtSqTM7pt5OmljcZJPyxz3-nytJW3c8g5i9HPcFzKRkeAf0T5Ayles/s1600-h/070101_ano-novo.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXquYZCkn7RPgabkJlH6juYh6_Jic-5FjMCekQu7msQAB2O0Ngl0r_x5T2zHrelpT7EOaJjonE6ZvdtyYtSqTM7pt5OmljcZJPyxz3-nytJW3c8g5i9HPcFzKRkeAf0T5Ayles/s320/070101_ano-novo.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422634118428323378&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;E LÁ SE FOI 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre varias coisinhas nesse ano:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terminei as disciplinas do doc e com um historico maravihoso, cheio de  As...cada vez mais nerd..rsr. Publiquei meu terceiro artigo em uma revista internacional e o primeiro como primeiro autor, foi fantástico, fiquei mega feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Com isso pintaram vários pedidos de colaboração em projetos, o que me colocou em contato com varios pesquisadores.&lt;br /&gt;Recebi duas propostas muito boas pra qdo terminar o doc.&lt;br /&gt;Minha tese deu uma parada, mas tenho certeza que essa fase já tá acabando e as coisas vão voltar a andar.&lt;br /&gt;No pessoal, nossa quantas supresas. Logo no começo do ano voltei ao passado e descobri muita coisas que não fazia idéia.&lt;br /&gt;Vivi momentos lindos com o grande amor da minha vida, até hoje não esqueço daquele olhar me pedindo um beijo..e do meu susto e quase desmaio.&lt;br /&gt;Fizemos coisas que gostaria de ter feito e que não tinham sido possíveis, ele foi sensacional, rimos, passeamos, cozinhamos, dormimos juntinhos, enfim 25 dias inesquecíves.&lt;br /&gt;Já no final do ano nos encontramos novamente e o que eu achava que não aconteceria mais aconteceu e passamos mais momentos legais, ele até cozinhou pra mim, coisa que em tantos anos de namoro nunca havia feito.&lt;br /&gt;No meio disso tudo conheci alguém que se tornou muito especial e me fez olhar para futuro e ver que ele tem tudo pra ser tão bom quanto foi o passado.&lt;br /&gt;Final da história?&lt;br /&gt;Não sei...e a unica coisa que quero nesse proximo ano é ser feliz, viver mais outros momentos felizes como em 2009 e continuar tendo força e coragem pra enfrentar os momentos ruins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/feeds/1497823554857190762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36092415/1497823554857190762?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/1497823554857190762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/1497823554857190762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/2010/01/os-mais-mais-de-2009-entre-varias.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508203689678794764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpuMNPU0tCg1j8oUJUtQo8GC7-CR8Uc7Z5J8i_g7MVFmt-D8ewEiGZZ_h2GCAON364KswDhR9oaQoCAaQbYu6gNysdaA7tB_RPM27c4CPmOAi2LlVXosEjV3bbklxc4w/s220/842950_10200459130982171_1414319782_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXquYZCkn7RPgabkJlH6juYh6_Jic-5FjMCekQu7msQAB2O0Ngl0r_x5T2zHrelpT7EOaJjonE6ZvdtyYtSqTM7pt5OmljcZJPyxz3-nytJW3c8g5i9HPcFzKRkeAf0T5Ayles/s72-c/070101_ano-novo.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36092415.post-8610698984018624443</id><published>2009-11-30T20:12:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:45:15.576-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRzZo24KwCs4ISlw11FYVq_J2GQfdtz4KlMk6-1IagVbICgyeAmnU9Um1acEhQXBPkuGqV7qZWHjaGnnmxRBBwl2kW7-Up4CbooRJTbg7Y9MY5deyUBEMVzF_MmF7Ne2Fu80cn/s1600/img81ys1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRzZo24KwCs4ISlw11FYVq_J2GQfdtz4KlMk6-1IagVbICgyeAmnU9Um1acEhQXBPkuGqV7qZWHjaGnnmxRBBwl2kW7-Up4CbooRJTbg7Y9MY5deyUBEMVzF_MmF7Ne2Fu80cn/s320/img81ys1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410046342477707458&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E TÁ TERMINANDO DE NOVO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nossa, abandonei isso aqui, eu assumo...quando tenho vontade de escrever não tenho tempo, quando tenho tempo, falta inspiração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acho que estar em sampa novamente trouxe a vontade de escrever, me deu até vontade de mudar o template, coisa que não faço há tempos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje me dei conta que o ano acabou e passou terrivelmente rápido, ando enrolada com minha tese, que está naquela fase &lt;i&gt;absolutely stucked&lt;/i&gt; e  meu exame de qualificação cada vez mais perto. Sério, ando meio perdida, mas no final acredito que tudo vai dar certo, afinal eu tenho fé e sou morena (tá só nas raízes, mas tudo bem).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No pessoal, bem, nada poderia estar mais imprevisível e incerto, mas o mais estranho de tudo é que não estou preocupada como costumo ficar, será sinal de amadurecimento?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O fato é que o imprevisível tem se mostrado muito gostoso, principalmente no que se refere ao meu bom e velho amigo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estive pensando em como ele permanece na minha vida, chega até a ser engraçado, tantos anos, a gente briga, a gente se afasta, fico com raiva, xingo, lavamos a roupa suja, mas sempre fazemos as pazes e voltamos as boas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Explicar isso eu não consigo, e já passei da fase de tentar entender, a impressão que tenho é que os anos, as coisas e as pessoas passam em nossas vidas, mas de alguma forma meu lugar na vida dele sempre está lá e vice versa...então acho que no final isso é bom. Afinal quantas pessoas a gente conhece na vida com quem nos sentimos completamente à vontade? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na minha vida igual a ele acho que não tem, tanto que as coisas acabaram acontecendo naturalmente, foi quase inevitável e muito, muito bom...ele até cozinhou pra mim pela primeira vez e de verdade,  estava muito gostoso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É...foi bem legal!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/feeds/8610698984018624443/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36092415/8610698984018624443?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/8610698984018624443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/8610698984018624443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/2009/11/e-ta-terminando-de-novo-nossa-abandonei.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508203689678794764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpuMNPU0tCg1j8oUJUtQo8GC7-CR8Uc7Z5J8i_g7MVFmt-D8ewEiGZZ_h2GCAON364KswDhR9oaQoCAaQbYu6gNysdaA7tB_RPM27c4CPmOAi2LlVXosEjV3bbklxc4w/s220/842950_10200459130982171_1414319782_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRzZo24KwCs4ISlw11FYVq_J2GQfdtz4KlMk6-1IagVbICgyeAmnU9Um1acEhQXBPkuGqV7qZWHjaGnnmxRBBwl2kW7-Up4CbooRJTbg7Y9MY5deyUBEMVzF_MmF7Ne2Fu80cn/s72-c/img81ys1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36092415.post-4579371781960472060</id><published>2009-11-08T01:59:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T02:33:26.209-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wk6-m-5ac6s/SvZJUP7N42I/AAAAAAAABak/kF9aYJgBHew/s1600-h/tulipas.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wk6-m-5ac6s/SvZJUP7N42I/AAAAAAAABak/kF9aYJgBHew/s320/tulipas.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401585415298605922&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;UNTITLED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;  font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;&quot;&gt;As pessoas escondem os próprios segredos e para vivê-los expõem a vida dos outros.&lt;br /&gt;Agimos sem pensar.O impulso que nos faz achar que podemos tudo,nos achamos tão auto suficientes....até juramos que basta um só desejo nosso que o mundo irá curvar-se diante de nossa prepotência.&lt;br /&gt;A vida é constrangedora.Nada acontece exatamente como queremos.&lt;br /&gt;Agora estou pronta para tentar novamente.Um pouco ferida,um pouco humilhada,espero estar também um pouco mais esperta...&lt;br /&gt;Acredito que escrevemos nossas próprias história,e cada vez que achamos saber o final,nos enganamos.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez a sorte exista em algum lugar entre o mundo dos planos,o mundo das chances e na paz que vem do saber que não podemos saber de tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Pergunta:Como uma pessoa que pula de cabeça no caos e sai dessa sem mudar?a resposta ?ela não sai...&lt;br /&gt;A vida é mesmo muito estranha...&lt;br /&gt;A partir do momento que vc deixa acontecer ,o que tiver de ser será!A vida sempre me contradiz.Quando acho que sei exatamente o que é melhor pra mim,ela me abre um novo caminho,excitante e surpreendente.É como Lennon dizia&quot;A vida acontece,quando você está ocupado fazendo outros planos&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;É preciso buscar força interior para mudar os fatos,sem usar ninguém mais como muleta.Esse é o final perfeito na minha opnião.&lt;br /&gt;O que eu aprendi com isso?&lt;br /&gt;O conhecimento é poder.Mas, a verdade que pode libertar também pode magoar...Resta saber o que vale á pena pra você!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; 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  style=&quot;  border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:17px;&quot;&gt;O tempo pode passar e a oportunidade também. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;  border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:17px;&quot;&gt;Não esqueça que: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;  border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:17px;&quot;&gt;Meta, a gente busca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;  border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:17px;&quot;&gt;Caminho, a gente acha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;  border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:17px;&quot;&gt;Desafio, a gente topa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;  border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:17px;&quot;&gt;Vida, a gente enfrenta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;  border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:17px;&quot;&gt;Saudade, a gente mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; 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href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwx0ajlVEOT7P3tKvz328W_XnXgR2NGTQ2_XKhx-qSLUMS-MidsuSWIqhfinio7J-pb6Ggo5GLfhnU1pnBVB4pQV_-JyE69akumDerb7Fo3-VR0RVnP4QAbTK3zOaqMQtUeF4M/s1600-h/distance.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwx0ajlVEOT7P3tKvz328W_XnXgR2NGTQ2_XKhx-qSLUMS-MidsuSWIqhfinio7J-pb6Ggo5GLfhnU1pnBVB4pQV_-JyE69akumDerb7Fo3-VR0RVnP4QAbTK3zOaqMQtUeF4M/s320/distance.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378516154999560130&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;COISAS QUE VOCÊ NÃO SABE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você me fez feliz desde o dia em que te conheci&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É a primeira pessoa em que penso quando acordo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E a última quando vou dormir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amo sua voz e suas mãos (na verdade isso você sabe!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seu jeito &quot;cortês&quot; me encanta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E seu lado deliciosamente safado me excita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adoro quando chama meu nome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E mais ainda quando me chama de amore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meu dia fica mais feliz quando vejo seu sorriso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E quando não vejo, parece que algo está faltando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você me dá paz, me faz gostar mais de ser quem sou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como diz aquela música, meu riso é tão feliz contigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dói pensar em te perder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E conto os dias pra te encontrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pra te dizer que nesses 60 dias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apesar da distância e das incertezas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tenho uma certeza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sou a pessoa mais feliz que conheço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/feeds/2894480895520755216/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36092415/2894480895520755216?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/2894480895520755216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/2894480895520755216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/2009/09/coisas-que-voce-nao-sabe-voce-me-fez.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508203689678794764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpuMNPU0tCg1j8oUJUtQo8GC7-CR8Uc7Z5J8i_g7MVFmt-D8ewEiGZZ_h2GCAON364KswDhR9oaQoCAaQbYu6gNysdaA7tB_RPM27c4CPmOAi2LlVXosEjV3bbklxc4w/s220/842950_10200459130982171_1414319782_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwx0ajlVEOT7P3tKvz328W_XnXgR2NGTQ2_XKhx-qSLUMS-MidsuSWIqhfinio7J-pb6Ggo5GLfhnU1pnBVB4pQV_-JyE69akumDerb7Fo3-VR0RVnP4QAbTK3zOaqMQtUeF4M/s72-c/distance.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36092415.post-5484567766890405971</id><published>2009-09-03T00:18:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:26:19.014-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="From the heart"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; 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Estou louca pra assistir pra ver esse menino lindo aí de cima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;Taylor Lautner, o Jacob Black ou simplesmente Jake me conquistou totalmente, tanto que apesar de saber que no final ele não vai ficar com a mocinha, torci por ele o tempo todo. Como faz um tempão que não posto nenhum McDream resolvi fazer essa homenagem...ê lá em casa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; &quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0iOaulkGAvAozj8ZwhRx1u8S79J10Ak1LqldhzH-2UYLDZl2Ed8rIqozIsjj58WemgSIwchr3W1uj7E7V1s1QNu7s-4kH-X_VqROtaCNMkbpe14o6bUkjw0oP0v4f7BTdCTGW/s320/019199241-exh00.jpg&quot; 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href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiziwIMHkQS5UwQVqCWKkVQ2RP6lktO18S8-F2-fSg4Er7nprKM-jj-nH_XwLSOeyGBFmLJveGNhIhyvt-04vB-ysfQOMDFmAB7qAPGbfdD4y7q7LNUa6_5iVixkTOaUWbKL8kZ/s1600-h/INCERTEZAS.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiziwIMHkQS5UwQVqCWKkVQ2RP6lktO18S8-F2-fSg4Er7nprKM-jj-nH_XwLSOeyGBFmLJveGNhIhyvt-04vB-ysfQOMDFmAB7qAPGbfdD4y7q7LNUa6_5iVixkTOaUWbKL8kZ/s320/INCERTEZAS.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374422756349346738&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;INCERTEZAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;Muitas vezes o que a gente mais quer é o que não pode ter naquele exato momento, o desejo dói, consome, dilacera, mas no final aqueles que sofrem mais são aqueles que não sabem o que querem&quot;....ouvi isso dia desses assistindo Grey&#39;s Anatomy e isso tem martelado na minha cabeça desde então.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu tenho certeza do quero, mas quero tanto que ando com medo..é lá vem o medo de novo...e hoje ouvi uma música que me fez pensar novamente no assunto e lembrar que seja lá o que for que aconteça é melhor seguir em frente e ver o que acontece do que se deixar paralisar pelas incertezas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É vamos lá...assumir o volante e ver no que dá!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot; line-height: 20px; font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;div id=&quot;cabecalho&quot; class=&quot;cor_2&quot; style=&quot;padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 160px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 140px; &quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: 20px; &quot;&gt;&lt;h1 id=&quot;identificador_musica&quot; style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 17.5pt; font-weight: 400; text-transform: none; letter-spacing: normal; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; text-decoration: none; line-height: 26px; &quot;&gt;Drive&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13.5pt; font-weight: 400; text-transform: none; letter-spacing: normal; color: rgb(183, 183, 0); text-decoration: none; &quot;&gt;&lt;a id=&quot;identificador_artista&quot; href=&quot;http://letras.terra.com.br/incubus/&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(183, 183, 0); font-size: 13.5pt; text-decoration: none; text-transform: none; &quot;&gt;Incubus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=&quot;main_cnt&quot; style=&quot;padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: 140px; position: relative; width: 683px; &quot;&gt;&lt;div id=&quot;div_letra&quot; style=&quot;padding-right: 200px; font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;Sometimes I feel the fear&lt;br /&gt;Of uncertainty stinging clear&lt;br /&gt;And I can&#39;t help but ask myself how much&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll let the fear take the wheel and steer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;It&#39;s driven me before&lt;br /&gt;And it seems to have a vague&lt;br /&gt;Haunting mass appeal&lt;br /&gt;But lately I&#39;m beginning to find that&lt;br /&gt;I should be the one behind the wheel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings I&#39;ll be there&lt;br /&gt;With open arms and open eyes, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings I&#39;ll be there&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll be there&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;So if I decide to waiver my chance&lt;br /&gt;To be one of the hive&lt;br /&gt;Will I choose water over wine&lt;br /&gt;And hold my own and drive?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;It&#39;s driven me before&lt;br /&gt;And it seems to be the way&lt;br /&gt;That everyone else gets around&lt;br /&gt;But lately I&#39;m beginning to find that&lt;br /&gt;When I drive myself my light is found&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings I&#39;ll be there&lt;br /&gt;With open arms and open eyes, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings I&#39;ll be there&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll be there&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;Would you choose water over wine&lt;br /&gt;Hold the wheel and drive&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; &quot;&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings I&#39;ll be there&lt;br /&gt;With open arms and open eyes, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings I&#39;ll be there&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll be there&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/feeds/7724439978545200182/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36092415/7724439978545200182?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/7724439978545200182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/7724439978545200182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/2009/08/incertezas-muitas-vezes-o-que-gente.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508203689678794764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpuMNPU0tCg1j8oUJUtQo8GC7-CR8Uc7Z5J8i_g7MVFmt-D8ewEiGZZ_h2GCAON364KswDhR9oaQoCAaQbYu6gNysdaA7tB_RPM27c4CPmOAi2LlVXosEjV3bbklxc4w/s220/842950_10200459130982171_1414319782_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiziwIMHkQS5UwQVqCWKkVQ2RP6lktO18S8-F2-fSg4Er7nprKM-jj-nH_XwLSOeyGBFmLJveGNhIhyvt-04vB-ysfQOMDFmAB7qAPGbfdD4y7q7LNUa6_5iVixkTOaUWbKL8kZ/s72-c/INCERTEZAS.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36092415.post-1847693781820670129</id><published>2009-08-18T01:06:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T01:38:07.074-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Divagando"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5RG3iP7-d0s0eQCQx9XEmohM6FJf-lJLm_hkuqI1eVOQS9CN9vFlc1uE55ad52I2Dg8yOM-gGKrBgdQVaIsvNtE2xiUTzziNBoMdR2pn8_V5UOrsMpXjIHjKuOqEABwvQX_LE/s1600-h/pensamentos.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 201px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5RG3iP7-d0s0eQCQx9XEmohM6FJf-lJLm_hkuqI1eVOQS9CN9vFlc1uE55ad52I2Dg8yOM-gGKrBgdQVaIsvNtE2xiUTzziNBoMdR2pn8_V5UOrsMpXjIHjKuOqEABwvQX_LE/s320/pensamentos.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371156494613903442&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;DIVAGANDO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Segundo a teoria da Darwin os indivíduos com maior capacidade de adaptação são os que evoluem e se perpetuam.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Lendo isso fiquei pensando sobre adaptação, e em como somos testados todos os dias em todos os ambientes e de certa forma evoluímos em nossos relacionamentos conforme conseguimos nos adaptar ao modo de ser de quem nos cerca.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Coisa difícil às vezes é fazer isso. Fazê-lo para conseguir trabalhar com alguém não custa muito porque simplesmente você pode delimitar um espaço, uma zona de conforto e as coisas fluem. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;A coisa começa a complicar quando isso passa para a vida pessoal, aí é fogo, acho que poucas coisas assustam e podem causar tantos desconfortos.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Então você conhece alguém novo e entra num terreno completamente desconhecido...tem coisa mais excitante do que descobrir coisas e gostos em comum, maneiras de pensar parecidas, &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;visões de mundo que &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;até então achava que só você seria louco o suficiente pra ter? Não, não mesmo...mas &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tudo que é novo dá medo, principalmente quando o novo é bom e te faz bem.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Medo de perder, medo de que a recíproca não seja verdadeira, medo da dar o primeiro passo e “invadir” o espaço do outro, medo não dar e parecer que você não se importa, nossa, é muito medo junto.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;E aí entra a tal da adaptação eu acho...um relacionamento só evolui se você consegue compreender, aceitar, se adaptar ao jeito do outro e continuar achando que vale a pena.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Darwin era mesmo um gênio...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;... assim a vida segue e eu aprendo um pouquinho a cada dia...e até agora tá valendo a pena...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/feeds/1847693781820670129/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36092415/1847693781820670129?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/1847693781820670129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36092415/posts/default/1847693781820670129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflyingg.blogspot.com/2009/08/divagando-segundo-teoria-da-darwin-os.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508203689678794764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpuMNPU0tCg1j8oUJUtQo8GC7-CR8Uc7Z5J8i_g7MVFmt-D8ewEiGZZ_h2GCAON364KswDhR9oaQoCAaQbYu6gNysdaA7tB_RPM27c4CPmOAi2LlVXosEjV3bbklxc4w/s220/842950_10200459130982171_1414319782_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5RG3iP7-d0s0eQCQx9XEmohM6FJf-lJLm_hkuqI1eVOQS9CN9vFlc1uE55ad52I2Dg8yOM-gGKrBgdQVaIsvNtE2xiUTzziNBoMdR2pn8_V5UOrsMpXjIHjKuOqEABwvQX_LE/s72-c/pensamentos.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>