<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-7770454669465258777</id><updated>2024-11-01T07:33:33.331-03:00</updated><category term="amor"/><category term="sentimento"/><category term="Ane"/><category term="verdade"/><category term="sincericídio"/><category term="problemas"/><category term="Just it"/><category term="Le-gates"/><category term="so isso"/><category term="sonho"/><category term="vida"/><category term="fé"/><category term="sincericidio"/><category term="Bruno Tominaga"/><category term="Caio Fernando Abreu"/><category term="Noite mal dormida"/><category term="amigos"/><title type='text'>Nev0eiro</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-2457704157114035625</id><published>2014-01-02T17:12:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2014-01-02T17:12:37.334-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Eae....&lt;br&gt;
Quem esta afim de criar uma nova realidade?&lt;/p&gt;
</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/2457704157114035625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/2457704157114035625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2014/01/eae.html' title=''/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-4711779722088491493</id><published>2013-12-27T10:41:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2013-12-27T10:41:45.053-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just it"/><title type='text'>Mudança</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;O motivo do Nev0eiro ja eh conhecido, mas as coisas est&amp;#227;o mellhorando....(Apesar de aggumas coisas)&lt;br&gt;
Isso que me dificulta a enxergar, n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; mais real!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As coisas t&amp;#234;m mehorado, est&amp;#227;o quase como eu queria....&lt;br&gt;
Tudo correndo nos eixos....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Esse post n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; um poema, t&amp;#227;o pouco fiosofias da minha mente, e sim o anuncio de um novo tempo, de uma nova fase...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Em breve novo layout, novos assuntos e o mesmo sonhador digitando....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlBe9BYAV0DfDh1lk9dGGdWHgS0yrq_sll5UY-5rtQPPhIdoYl09YqXsCKnYz7F91XXYE8a0fGUOil6ZLpQ_iwKBjqbQadk9G_E8UgvSuLS6jNp1N3wpmyRuN9C8c6cj8D6X8i39DGTsuo/s1600/2013-09-20_18-04-17_979.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt; &lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlBe9BYAV0DfDh1lk9dGGdWHgS0yrq_sll5UY-5rtQPPhIdoYl09YqXsCKnYz7F91XXYE8a0fGUOil6ZLpQ_iwKBjqbQadk9G_E8UgvSuLS6jNp1N3wpmyRuN9C8c6cj8D6X8i39DGTsuo/s640/2013-09-20_18-04-17_979.jpg&quot;&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/4711779722088491493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/4711779722088491493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/12/mudanca.html' title='Mudança'/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlBe9BYAV0DfDh1lk9dGGdWHgS0yrq_sll5UY-5rtQPPhIdoYl09YqXsCKnYz7F91XXYE8a0fGUOil6ZLpQ_iwKBjqbQadk9G_E8UgvSuLS6jNp1N3wpmyRuN9C8c6cj8D6X8i39DGTsuo/s72-c/2013-09-20_18-04-17_979.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-1199342692179532852</id><published>2013-07-08T11:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2013-07-08T11:30:28.141-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Razão X Coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;O lado da taz&amp;#227;o grita:&quot;Esquece ela, n&amp;#227;o ve que pra ela nada mudou? Exceto o fato dela n&amp;#227;o conversar com vc direito.....&quot;&lt;br&gt;
O cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o argumenta:&quot;ela n&amp;#227;o mudou. Isso &amp;#233; uma mascara que ela criou pra se proteger do mal que a afetava, e sim, pra ela muita coisa mudou.&quot;&lt;br&gt;
Raz&amp;#227;o:&quot;e se ela te esqueceu? Se ela n&amp;#227;o pensar mas em vc?&quot;&lt;br&gt;
Cora&amp;#231;&amp;#257;o:&quot;Ent&amp;#257;o vou conquista-la de novo....&quot;&lt;br&gt;
Raz&amp;#257;o:&quot;E se houver outro?&quot;&lt;br&gt;
Cora&amp;#231;&amp;#257;o:&quot;Ai eu fico em paz, o motivo da minha dor &amp;#233; ter machucado ela, n&amp;#257;o vou deixar de amar ela, e por isso mesmo quero a sua felicidade. Se eu for a felicidade dela, e &amp;#233; o que eu &lt;u&gt;espero&lt;/u&gt; que seja, continuarei assim&quot;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/1199342692179532852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/1199342692179532852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/07/razao-x-coracao.html' title='Razão X Coração'/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-5446307189631596273</id><published>2013-07-03T00:47:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2013-07-03T00:47:28.819-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ane"/><title type='text'>Sdds...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKNvK3XTrEu68aPqu2tnXt10bpNQgSh1ER9W6DC6rrPx_OkM-_JvlJq0WlDNb476dD48zIgmiyiI4jD-iK8NoGUexn4tn4omxOcrhc6b5W4EpL6fKgiEibJ22YHR54eqzs1hytoL8Du963/s1600/IMG_20120729_171023.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt; &lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKNvK3XTrEu68aPqu2tnXt10bpNQgSh1ER9W6DC6rrPx_OkM-_JvlJq0WlDNb476dD48zIgmiyiI4jD-iK8NoGUexn4tn4omxOcrhc6b5W4EpL6fKgiEibJ22YHR54eqzs1hytoL8Du963/s640/IMG_20120729_171023.jpg&quot;&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/5446307189631596273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/5446307189631596273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/07/sdds.html' title='Sdds...'/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKNvK3XTrEu68aPqu2tnXt10bpNQgSh1ER9W6DC6rrPx_OkM-_JvlJq0WlDNb476dD48zIgmiyiI4jD-iK8NoGUexn4tn4omxOcrhc6b5W4EpL6fKgiEibJ22YHR54eqzs1hytoL8Du963/s72-c/IMG_20120729_171023.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-3974493111335941370</id><published>2013-06-22T00:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2013-07-03T00:44:29.285-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just it"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sincericidio"/><title type='text'>Puto</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ta foda! Sem vc mto mais! Direto penso em te encontrar. N&amp;#227;o ta facil pra ngm, pros politicos q estavem de boa, ontem, fizemos quest&amp;#227;o de parar a Dutra, pra eles verem q nao ta facil pra eles tb!&lt;br&gt;
Quero vc! Do jeito q vc eh! Deixa eu te fazer feliz, permita ser a minha felicidade, nos bons e no maus momentos.&lt;br&gt;
Quero mto msm, te fazer declara&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es q est&amp;#257;o entaladas na garganta.&lt;br&gt;
Eu ta amo viu? N&amp;#257;o esquece &lt;u&gt;disso&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/3974493111335941370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/3974493111335941370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/06/puto.html' title='Puto'/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-7109889242172139405</id><published>2013-06-13T21:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-06-13T21:04:02.360-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Caio Fernando Abreu"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;``Vou te pedir que fique. .mesmo que o futuro seja de incertezas, mesmo que não haja nada duradouro prescrito pra gente... Esse é um pedido egoista , porque na verdade eu sei que se nada der realmete certo, vou ficar sem chão..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;Mas por outro lado, posso te fazer feliz também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;É um risco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;Eu pulo, se você me der a mão.``&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;-Caio Fernando Abreu&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/7109889242172139405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/7109889242172139405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/06/vou-te-pedir-que-fique.html' title=''/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-5431048756546286775</id><published>2013-06-03T23:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2013-06-03T23:50:48.857-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ane"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sincericidio"/><title type='text'>Infelizmente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;... tentei te esquecer&lt;br&gt;
Tentei passar uma borracha&lt;br&gt;
Mas uma coisa me impedia&lt;br&gt;
Voc&amp;#234;.&lt;br&gt;
Voc&amp;#234; tem todo direito de estar chatiada comigo, mas uma coisa eu posso dizer, n&amp;#243;s ainda nos amamos.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;#201; mais forte que eu, pelo menos, mas,&lt;br&gt;
Na verdade mesmo, eu quero &amp;#233; te fazer feliz Ane, n&amp;#227;o te chatiar n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; o bastante, nem pra mim nem pra voc&amp;#234;&lt;br&gt;
A gente &amp;#233; um casal muito bonito, o nosso lugar &amp;#233; um do lado do outro.&lt;br&gt;
Vou tentar, devagar, mostrando que tem como ser diferente, eu n&amp;#227;o sou mais o mesmo muleque de um ano atras....&lt;br&gt;
Sinto sua falta, do teu beijo e do teu carinho&lt;br&gt;
Me fa&amp;#231;a feliz deixando eu te fazer feliz&lt;/p&gt;
</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/5431048756546286775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/5431048756546286775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/06/infelizmente.html' title='Infelizmente...'/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-5888678420622862016</id><published>2013-05-31T02:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2013-05-31T02:44:24.039-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sincericídio"/><title type='text'>Saudades</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Vontade de fazer certo&lt;br&gt;
De ter de novo&lt;br&gt;
Aquilo que ja existiu entre n&amp;#243;s&lt;br&gt;
Mas sei que fui eu o culpado se tudo, culpado de deixarem se entrometer, e pior ainda, eu mudei o meu jeito de ser&lt;br&gt;
Sinto saudades&lt;br&gt;
De voc&amp;#234;, do teu abra&amp;#231;o quente, de te fazer dar rizadas, completando a minha noite, o meu dia, o meu mes, o meu ano, aminha vida&lt;br&gt;
Saudade de trocar carinhos, desejando que o tempo parasse.&lt;br&gt;
Eu s&amp;#243; n&amp;#227;o choro pois tenho forte em meu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o que isso n&amp;#227;o foi o fim, que vamos estar juntos logo mais....(a lagrima q acaba de rolar n&amp;#227;o conta....)&lt;br&gt;
Boa noite, durma com Deus e que o teu anjo te proteja.&lt;/p&gt;
</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/5888678420622862016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/5888678420622862016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/05/saudades.html' title='Saudades'/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-5633345556625754056</id><published>2013-05-17T00:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2013-05-17T00:34:27.696-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Noite mal dormida"/><title type='text'>Noite mal dormida</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Impossivel definir.... &lt;br&gt;
Ta tudo junto e misturado&lt;br&gt;
Uma hora eu acho que tenho raz&amp;#227;o...&lt;br&gt;
Outra hora eu tenho certaza que n&amp;#227;o tenho raz&amp;#227;o nenhuma&lt;br&gt;
E outra eu n&amp;#227;o acho nada&lt;br&gt;
Sinceramente? &lt;br&gt;
Sim, tenho saudade&lt;br&gt;
Sim, queria ela junto de mim&lt;br&gt;
E sim, queria que fosse tudo diferente&lt;br&gt;
Com menos intervenss&amp;#227;o&lt;br&gt;
Com menos palpites&lt;br&gt;
E seria muito melhor&lt;br&gt;
Nos erros a gente se acertava&lt;br&gt;
Mas de tantas intromiss&amp;#244;es e tantos problemas,&lt;br&gt;
Tudo terminou&lt;br&gt;
E da pior forma...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&quot;Desculpe estou uma pouco atrazado,&lt;br&gt;
Mas espero que ainda de tempo&lt;br&gt;
De dizer que andei errado, eu intendo&lt;br&gt;
As tuas queixas s&amp;#227;o justificaveis&lt;br&gt;
E falta que eu fiz nessa semana&lt;br&gt;
Coisas que pareceriam obvias&lt;br&gt;
Ate pra uma crianca[...]&quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Fica aqui mais uma registro de uma noite mal durmida&lt;/p&gt;
</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/5633345556625754056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/5633345556625754056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/05/noite-mal-dormida.html' title='Noite mal dormida'/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-5491430154325455527</id><published>2013-05-14T00:09:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2013-05-14T00:09:17.840-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Virgula</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A gente pensa que o tempo passando, tudo melhora, mas pelo contrario. A saudade aumenta e a vontade de estar junto &amp;#233; maior... isso porque ainda n&amp;#227;o foi dado o ponto final dessa historia.&lt;br&gt;
Aguardo ansiosamente o fim dessa virgula...&lt;/p&gt;
</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/5491430154325455527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/5491430154325455527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/05/virgula.html' title='Virgula'/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-699180950550533521</id><published>2013-05-12T21:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2013-05-12T21:52:21.585-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sincericídio"/><title type='text'>Puto</title><content type='html'>Puto&lt;br /&gt;
Bravo&lt;br /&gt;
Revoltado&lt;br /&gt;
Com saudades&lt;br /&gt;
Na vontade de destruir meio mundo&lt;br /&gt;
Sozinho&lt;br /&gt;
Sem ela&lt;br /&gt;
Infeliz&lt;br /&gt;
Chateado&lt;br /&gt;
Sem sono&lt;br /&gt;
Coração esmagado&lt;br /&gt;Puto de novo&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;No mais, é isso o que eu sinto...&lt;br /&gt;
Não era pra ser assim...&lt;br /&gt;Talvez porque eu sou muito sincero. Na bondade de não iludir, acabo me ferrando...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/699180950550533521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/699180950550533521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/05/puto.html' title='Puto'/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-3175309981434662135</id><published>2013-05-02T14:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-05-02T14:40:27.625-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sincericídio"/><title type='text'>De novo</title><content type='html'>Cansado,&lt;br /&gt;vontade de parar, estacionar&lt;br /&gt;
não pq assim esta comodo&lt;br /&gt;mto pelo contrario&lt;br /&gt;
mto coisa me incomodam&lt;br /&gt;e mto msm.&lt;br /&gt;
O resfriado tb não ta ajudando&lt;br /&gt;
sem vontade de fazer as coisas&lt;br /&gt;
apenas com vontade de dormir o dia inteiro,&lt;br /&gt;
poder eu ate poderia, mas seria pior ainda pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;
Quero me desgarrar de tudo que me prende&lt;br /&gt;
quero fazer diferente&lt;br /&gt;
eu tratei de mudar&lt;br /&gt;
mas tb não vou escrever uma placa:&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Pode falar cmg! Eu mudei&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
Nada disso diminui o meu amor&lt;br /&gt;
e na vdd, ele q me mantem em pé&lt;br /&gt;
por tudo que fiz, faço e que irei fazer&lt;br /&gt;
Vontade de jogar tudo pro alto,&lt;br /&gt;
mas eu não vou fazer isso&lt;br /&gt;
vou me recompor pra te encontrar de novo.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/3175309981434662135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/3175309981434662135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/05/de-novo.html' title='De novo'/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-193174374703139332</id><published>2013-04-28T22:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-04-28T22:51:03.538-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just it"/><title type='text'>Just</title><content type='html'>:-)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/193174374703139332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/193174374703139332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/04/just.html' title='Just'/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-5384083163022856178</id><published>2013-04-27T01:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-04-27T01:36:21.385-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sincericídio"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="so isso"/><title type='text'>Te quero</title><content type='html'>Te quero do meu lado, só isso</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/5384083163022856178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/5384083163022856178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/04/te-quero.html' title='Te quero'/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-2486396356108179763</id><published>2013-04-24T23:57:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2013-04-24T23:57:53.360-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ane"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sentimento"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sincericídio"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="verdade"/><title type='text'>Ane</title><content type='html'>Namorando? Não&lt;div&gt;
Triste? Sim&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Sempre?? Quase sempre&lt;br /&gt;Sente falta? Muita.&lt;br /&gt;Voltaria? Tenho o que melhorar ainda, mas creio que ainda não seria do gosto dela, mas sim&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Outra? Nunca, não sou homem o suficiente de cobrir um amor com outro, não é pq foi a primeira, mas pq ela não se foi, por mais q &lt;u&gt;a gente&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;não converse ou se veja, eu gosto muito dela...&lt;br /&gt;Gosta ou ama? Digo gosto pq o amor só existe quando é reciproco, não que ele não seja reciproco... na verdade não posso afirmar o que ela sente&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Pior parte do dia? Noite&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Do que você sente mais falta? Do sorriso dela, de faze-la feliz&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
E se ela ler tudo isso? Que ela pare de me entender e faça com que eu a entenda&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
A resposta anterior não faz sentido com o que vc acabou de responder, faz? Faz sim, seria o melhor para nos dois, ela sempre tentou estar na minha vida, me entender, agora tem de ser o inverso, eu tenho que querer estar com ela, eu tenho que agir diferente.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Pq vc ja não fez isso antes? Quando percebi, era tarde de mais&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
O que queria poder fazer hj? Ligar pra ela, escutar a sua voz, o que aconteceu no seu dia.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Mais alguma coisa? Gostaria muito de vê-la feliz e que não me julgasse&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;
[Medo, de mal entenderem o que escrevi]&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/2486396356108179763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/2486396356108179763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/04/ane.html' title='Ane'/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-2331329996393483340</id><published>2013-04-24T18:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-04-24T18:18:51.839-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="so isso"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me ensina a te amar, só isso</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/2331329996393483340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/2331329996393483340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/04/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-2427515820238777647</id><published>2013-04-24T00:31:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2013-04-24T18:19:02.699-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="so isso"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me sinto preso, só isso</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/2427515820238777647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/2427515820238777647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-1010139179778561430</id><published>2013-04-23T20:40:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2013-04-23T20:49:06.665-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sentimento"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sincericídio"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="verdade"/><title type='text'>Quero fazer mais, muito mais....</title><content type='html'>Quero fazer mais, muito mais....&lt;br /&gt;
Porem já desacreditam em mim...&lt;br /&gt;
Maldito tempo ocioso que me faz pensar&lt;br /&gt;
no que aconteceu e no que poderia estar acontecendo&lt;br /&gt;
De nada vale o meu esforço&lt;br /&gt;
ou ficar pensando/escrevendo&lt;br /&gt;
nunca será o suficiente, nunca será melhor&lt;br /&gt;
Pior, me afundo mais...</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/1010139179778561430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/1010139179778561430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/04/quero-fazer-mais-muito-mais.html' title='Quero fazer mais, muito mais....'/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-6449141974799874955</id><published>2013-04-22T23:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2013-04-23T00:33:20.151-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ane"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sentimento"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="verdade"/><title type='text'>Por que que eu não te esqueço de uma vez?</title><content type='html'>Por que que eu não te esqueço de uma vez?&lt;br /&gt;
seria mto mais facil&lt;br /&gt;
colocar uma pedra em tudo&lt;br /&gt;
como se nunca tivesse existido nd&lt;br /&gt;
mto facil&lt;br /&gt;
nao ter q lembrar dos teus carinhos&lt;br /&gt;
dos teus cuidados&lt;br /&gt;
de nós&lt;br /&gt;
de tudo&lt;br /&gt;
mas não é tão simples&lt;br /&gt;
o meu coração ainda bate&lt;br /&gt;
e se eu paro pra escuta-lo&lt;br /&gt;
escuto o teu nome&lt;br /&gt;
vejo o teu rosto&lt;br /&gt;
sinto o teu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;
sinto o teu abraço&lt;br /&gt;
mas não sei se tudo isso vale a pena&lt;br /&gt;
se vc ainda pensa em mim&lt;br /&gt;
se vc ja nao me esqueceu&lt;br /&gt;
medo de nao estar mais ao teu lado&lt;br /&gt;
de te fazer bem&lt;br /&gt;
te fazer feliz&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
eu tento fazer a minha parte&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
mas vc parece não ligar mais&lt;br /&gt;
prefere se fechar&lt;br /&gt;
se foi dificil pra vc&lt;br /&gt;
imagina pra mim&lt;br /&gt;
o meu mundo não eh um mar de rosas&lt;br /&gt;
e nunca foi&lt;br /&gt;
lutei a minha vida inteira&lt;br /&gt;
pra permanecer vivo&lt;br /&gt;
mas a vc&lt;br /&gt;
cabe apenas a parte que te toca&lt;br /&gt;
pra depois ficar se remoendo e alimentando falsas ideias&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[fala cmg...como vc costumava fazer]&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/6449141974799874955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/6449141974799874955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/04/por-que-que-eu-nao-te-esqueco-de-uma-vez.html' title='Por que que eu não te esqueço de uma vez?'/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-1309408900915165277</id><published>2013-01-18T21:10:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2013-01-18T21:10:45.834-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ane"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sentimento"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="verdade"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Por que o meu coração dispara quando penso no teu beijo?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/1309408900915165277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/1309408900915165277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2013/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-2060827808693276735</id><published>2012-11-06T14:58:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2013-04-12T18:17:41.138-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Não sei mais o que eu faço, se eu não faço erro, e se eu faço,&amp;nbsp;também&amp;nbsp;erro.&lt;br /&gt;
Não tenho&amp;nbsp;ideia&amp;nbsp;do que esteja acontecendo, justo agora que a minha vida ta numa boa, parece que desmorona o que eu fiz por um nada. Vezes sinto que estou erguendo um castelo de cartas, um toque, um assopro e tudo cai.&lt;br /&gt;
Me pergunto se estou diferente...eterna duvida. Os outros mudaram?&amp;nbsp;Impossível&amp;nbsp;responder .</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/2060827808693276735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/2060827808693276735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2012/11/nao-sei-mais-o-que-eu-faco-se-eu-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-2514552834148166006</id><published>2012-11-06T13:47:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-11-06T13:47:27.100-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nunca pense eu eu deixei de te amar.&lt;br /&gt;
Nunca.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/2514552834148166006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/2514552834148166006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2012/11/nunca-pense-eu-eu-deixei-de-te-amar.html' title=''/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-3085551801267614189</id><published>2012-11-04T22:16:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-11-04T22:16:49.856-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Coração apertado, sono, cansado, tento&amp;nbsp;permanecer&amp;nbsp;de pé, mas é mais forte do que eu....muito mais forte...&lt;br /&gt;
Acima de tudo triste, por não fazer quem eu amo feliz. Será que ela pode entender? Espero que sim... Não sei o que escrevo, 75% do meu&amp;nbsp;cérebro&amp;nbsp;já esta dormindo, mas luto contra para dizer, que eu a amo!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/3085551801267614189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/3085551801267614189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2012/11/coracao-apertado-sono-cansado-tento-pe.html' title=''/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-776431232819844591</id><published>2012-10-21T01:55:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-10-21T01:55:27.255-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Em paz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;E o meu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#257;o volta a bater decididamente e sem duvidas pela Ane (rs). Foi uma semana que pareceu na vdd uma eternidade mas agora estou em paz, paz comigo, em paz com ela e em paz com a minha vida. Pedras e buracos apareceram em nossas vidas, mas que em cada caida nos possamos nos levantar ainda mais fortes! Obrigado Deus!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/776431232819844591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7770454669465258777/posts/default/776431232819844591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neveiro.blogspot.com/2012/10/em-paz.html' title='Em paz'/><author><name>Victor Gianelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00995834903326571869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770454669465258777.post-971512897776786478</id><published>2012-10-18T23:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-10-18T23:17:43.940-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mesmo sem coraçāo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Primeiro pegue o seu namorado, depois abra um buraco no peito dele falando tudo que voc&amp;#234; pensa, retire o cora&amp;#231;&amp;#257;o dele com palavras mansas, coloquei o cora&amp;#231;&amp;#257;o dele em banho-maria usando uma pitada de opini&amp;#333;e, leve ao forno em fogo alto por 30 minutos, verifique se ele parou de bater. Caso sim coloque de volta no defunto ao lado, fa&amp;#231;a massagem cardiaca com um punhado de d&amp;#243;. Confira se ele sai andando mesmo que sem rumo. Pronto, voc&amp;#234; acabou de &#39;terminar&#39; com ele! Mas se caso ele n&amp;#257;o parou de bater depois dos 30 minutos no forno, olhe nos labios dele, mesmo sem cora&amp;#231;&amp;#257;o, se ele disser &quot;Te amo&quot; tente entender que o sentimento dele &amp;#233; verdadeiro e que ele quer estar junto de voc&amp;#234;, at&amp;#233; que voc&amp;#234; remarque a cirurgia.&lt;/p&gt;
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