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SAD. #chatiada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1449801590801295137-1163234783925109289?l=www.danidias.me' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.danidias.me/2012/02/grandes-melancolias.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dani Dias)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kHV_PqjuTXE/Tzg276cfxyI/AAAAAAAACjo/eInqbCHtJno/s72-c/Bigproblem.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449801590801295137.post-3668548323740559309</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Feb 2012 16:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-12T08:43:03.661-08:00</atom:updated><title>Mãe gato</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
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Essa noite tive um sonho engraçado. Eu resovia que ia ter filhos e me dedicar apenas a eles. Mas eles eram gatos. Uns 5 pelo menos. Tentei amamentar um deles mas não havia leite. O gatinho ficou bravo e foi embora. E fim.&lt;/div&gt;
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A sensação de amamentar aquele gato foi muito muito esquisita. Imagino que amamentar qualquer outro ser deva ser uma sensação bizarra. Tipo "Hey, como assim? Estou provendo alimento pra outro ser???? WTF???".&lt;/div&gt;
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Deve ser surreal sentir que você está mantendo outra pessoa viva com algo que sai dentro de você. Isso deve tirar de você todo o foco que você tem em si mesma. E deve te lembrar mais uma vez que você é apenas um animal, como todos os outros em sua essência.&lt;/div&gt;
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Nossa, nossa que clipe podre (bizarro) e nem um pouco legal (bacana + que de+).&lt;br /&gt;
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Acho que nunca criei uma imagem tão simbólica. Mas ela já estava na minha mente ha muuuito tempo. Na verdade, na minha mente ela era muito mais tensa. Pode ser que hoje o que ela representa já não tenha essa intensidade toda. Por isso apenas uma facada resolve (rs rs). O sangue na boca eu descobri que é veneno da garganta, onde ficam paradas todas as palavras que uma pessoa pode usar pra expressar a sua indignação.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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Tryin' to get along&lt;/div&gt;
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Pretendin' that you're oh so shy&lt;/div&gt;
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Yeah Oh Yeah oh Yeah!! Joan Jett, vai ser foda assim lá na puta que teu pareu!&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm fucked, already/ péuméuméuméum éum éum éum/ péuméuméuméum éum éum éum / péuméuméuméum éum éum éum/ pém pém péum.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm fucked, already/ péuméuméuméum éum éum éum/ péuméuméuméum éum éum éum / péuméuméuméum éum éum éum/ pém pém péum.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aHe-GwQI69Y/TyiaMFdd1dI/AAAAAAAAChg/kVv79D2DMA0/s1600/pinup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aHe-GwQI69Y/TyiaMFdd1dI/AAAAAAAAChg/kVv79D2DMA0/s640/pinup.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Ela nunca mais será a mesma. Implantou na cabeça que quer uma arma. O que ela vai fazer com isso? lá no fundo ela sabe?&lt;/div&gt;
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A furia de uma garota em seu estágio mais criativo, totalmente mascarado por um rostinho angelical e curvas desenhadas. Um sorriso de canto de boca espreita, alinhando com o puxadinho dos olhos. A idéia também alinha e combina. Tudo está pronto, é só apertar o gatilho, gatinho. &lt;/div&gt;
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Aquarela, nanquin e photoshop.&lt;/div&gt;
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Caveirinha feliz. Lápis, aquarela e nanquim.&lt;br /&gt;
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Especialmente pra você que procura alegria mesmo onde não é pra ser a sua vida. Você, que continua tentando, mesmo quando o cara da loja te diz que iphone não tem mais (problemas da classe média). Pra você, que assiste Mulheres Ricas pela simples alegria de rir de tudo isso, que escuta Carrapicho no trabalho. É pra você que doa medulas, que tem tênis brilhoso, que pinta o cabelo 5 vezes seguidas. E também pra você que não vive sem aquele hamburger com onion rings do Achapa. Você que ama flamincos, adora reproduzir memes a exaustão. Essa caveirinha também é pra você que gasta o que não tem pra se sentir bem, mas depois se ajeita com tudo, que tem cara marrenta mas também um grande coração. Você que foi embora e me deixou. Você que está lendo essa bobagem.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1449801590801295137-8171359544724421590?l=www.danidias.me' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.danidias.me/2012/01/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dani Dias)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y_EBeOzY6B0/TxTM4p4b1PI/AAAAAAAAChI/LaAqv8lKDgI/s72-c/caveiri.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449801590801295137.post-226065542501227197</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jan 2012 18:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-07T10:49:29.673-08:00</atom:updated><title>É memo?</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E-tKUy_kgL0/TwiTRH4UtOI/AAAAAAAAChA/9eUcuBNv5hU/s1600/Michelteolosoisacmentatao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E-tKUy_kgL0/TwiTRH4UtOI/AAAAAAAAChA/9eUcuBNv5hU/s1600/Michelteolosoisacmentatao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
Onipotência Visceral.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1449801590801295137-226065542501227197?l=www.danidias.me' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.danidias.me/2012/01/e-memo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dani Dias)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E-tKUy_kgL0/TwiTRH4UtOI/AAAAAAAAChA/9eUcuBNv5hU/s72-c/Michelteolosoisacmentatao.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449801590801295137.post-3933769210236816239</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2012 18:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-06T10:56:17.650-08:00</atom:updated><title>Tea for tears</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0bvHQe_RWdE/TwdDiMiDWWI/AAAAAAAACg4/XFJqW9LWUIU/s1600/tea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0bvHQe_RWdE/TwdDiMiDWWI/AAAAAAAACg4/XFJqW9LWUIU/s1600/tea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
Photoshops + tablet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Porque as vezes é melhor chorar um bom chá do que lágrimas incandescentes e indecentes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1449801590801295137-3933769210236816239?l=www.danidias.me' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.danidias.me/2012/01/tea-for-tears.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dani Dias)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0bvHQe_RWdE/TwdDiMiDWWI/AAAAAAAACg4/XFJqW9LWUIU/s72-c/tea.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449801590801295137.post-695093836469827402</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jan 2012 22:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-05T14:07:28.196-08:00</atom:updated><title>Feliz 2012 !</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GUvflrc6N7Q/TwYePqy7hlI/AAAAAAAACgw/GrGO_2W_Jcs/s1600/ano2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GUvflrc6N7Q/TwYePqy7hlI/AAAAAAAACgw/GrGO_2W_Jcs/s320/ano2012.jpg" width="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
Saúde, paz, sabedoria e muita paciência. São os votos deste singelo blog para o ano que se inicia.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Isso mesmo. Beeeem clichê!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1449801590801295137-695093836469827402?l=www.danidias.me' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.danidias.me/2012/01/feliz-2012.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dani Dias)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GUvflrc6N7Q/TwYePqy7hlI/AAAAAAAACgw/GrGO_2W_Jcs/s72-c/ano2012.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449801590801295137.post-1661617195602729373</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 13:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-24T05:07:41.810-08:00</atom:updated><title>Illustration Christmas hihi</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e7oQcG9qE5w/TvXOMNrfB1I/AAAAAAAACgk/xOk4iUwGNr0/s1600/Ilustra+de+natal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e7oQcG9qE5w/TvXOMNrfB1I/AAAAAAAACgk/xOk4iUwGNr0/s1600/Ilustra+de+natal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
Desejo que desejem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1449801590801295137-1661617195602729373?l=www.danidias.me' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.danidias.me/2011/12/illustration-christmas-hihi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dani Dias)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e7oQcG9qE5w/TvXOMNrfB1I/AAAAAAAACgk/xOk4iUwGNr0/s72-c/Ilustra+de+natal.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449801590801295137.post-456090734138164056</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Dec 2011 16:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-18T08:47:00.588-08:00</atom:updated><title>Illustration sunday: Guria, limpe o seu quarto.</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H3OqcuXRBB8/Tu4YOI7G_xI/AAAAAAAACgY/kMndswNZar4/s1600/Tirinha27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H3OqcuXRBB8/Tu4YOI7G_xI/AAAAAAAACgY/kMndswNZar4/s1600/Tirinha27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
You can occupy my every sigh,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
You can rent a space inside my mind&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
At least until the price becomes too high.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H3OqcuXRBB8/Tu4YOI7G_xI/AAAAAAAACgY/kMndswNZar4/s1600/Tirinha27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1449801590801295137-456090734138164056?l=www.danidias.me' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.danidias.me/2011/12/illustration-sunday-guria-limpe-o-seu.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dani Dias)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H3OqcuXRBB8/Tu4YOI7G_xI/AAAAAAAACgY/kMndswNZar4/s72-c/Tirinha27.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449801590801295137.post-941713073840582822</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Dec 2011 12:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-17T04:08:20.776-08:00</atom:updated><title>Illustration Saturday: Mon amie La Rose</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aro379Frh3Y/TuyF3v45z8I/AAAAAAAACgE/QbwXa2cy8tg/s1600/Tirinha27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aro379Frh3Y/TuyF3v45z8I/AAAAAAAACgE/QbwXa2cy8tg/s1600/Tirinha27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;'Na aurora eu nasci, batizada com orvalho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Eu desabrochei,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;feliz e amorosa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Ao raio do sol&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;À noite eu me fechei&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;E acordei velha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Eu fora linda&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Sim, eu fora a mais linda&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Das flores do seu jardim'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Françoise Hardy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1449801590801295137-941713073840582822?l=www.danidias.me' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.danidias.me/2011/12/illustration-saturday-mon-amie-la-rose.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dani Dias)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aro379Frh3Y/TuyF3v45z8I/AAAAAAAACgE/QbwXa2cy8tg/s72-c/Tirinha27.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449801590801295137.post-3158152583438583005</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Dec 2011 17:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-11T09:15:34.689-08:00</atom:updated><title>Illustration sunday : Louis Rougue's daughter</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IGBu64Kn_Hs/TuTlAbKFJ_I/AAAAAAAACf8/T25s1h-E4mo/s1600/titinha27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IGBu64Kn_Hs/TuTlAbKFJ_I/AAAAAAAACf8/T25s1h-E4mo/s1600/titinha27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1449801590801295137-3158152583438583005?l=www.danidias.me' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.danidias.me/2011/12/illustration-sunday-louis-rougues.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dani Dias)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IGBu64Kn_Hs/TuTlAbKFJ_I/AAAAAAAACf8/T25s1h-E4mo/s72-c/titinha27.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449801590801295137.post-7638938983188604826</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Dec 2011 23:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-10T16:13:14.247-08:00</atom:updated><title>Illustration Saturday</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VwzBo4aE-Jk/TuP0pB5Kh2I/AAAAAAAACf0/x8GzmZUeGUU/s1600/Tirinha26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VwzBo4aE-Jk/TuP0pB5Kh2I/AAAAAAAACf0/x8GzmZUeGUU/s1600/Tirinha26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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What you need?&lt;br /&gt;
My friend?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
En verdad les digo&lt;br /&gt;
A veces basta uma coisa simples&lt;br /&gt;
Uma pacata tranquilidade com você mesma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
London? New York? Cheers cheers?&lt;br /&gt;
Paris? Berlin?&lt;br /&gt;
...Cheers?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
...Cheers?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Nós amamos o luxo e a luxuria&lt;br /&gt;
Vivemos pra isso&lt;br /&gt;
As vezes...a única lembrança marcante da sua infância&lt;br /&gt;
É a luxuria&lt;br /&gt;
Aquela pura&lt;br /&gt;
Ainda que não haja luxo algum &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Aquela que não sabemos o que é e da onde vem&lt;br /&gt;
E ai passamos o resto da vida procurando&lt;br /&gt;
Uma tranquilidade utópica&lt;br /&gt;
Jamais atingida por esse tipo de gente&lt;br /&gt;
Que pula etapas...&lt;br /&gt;
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Ah, parabéns pra você, que foi pra Disney!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1449801590801295137-7638938983188604826?l=www.danidias.me' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.danidias.me/2011/12/illustration-saturday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dani Dias)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VwzBo4aE-Jk/TuP0pB5Kh2I/AAAAAAAACf0/x8GzmZUeGUU/s72-c/Tirinha26.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449801590801295137.post-3974591517083022135</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Dec 2011 01:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-08T17:26:27.421-08:00</atom:updated><title>Paranóia de verdade</title><description>É estranho estar ali&lt;br /&gt;
Escutando músicas...&lt;br /&gt;
Mais estranho é estar ali&lt;br /&gt;
Com uma câmera na mira&lt;br /&gt;
É o cúmulo da esquizofrenia&lt;br /&gt;
Da paranóia&lt;br /&gt;
Porque não é nóia&lt;br /&gt;
É verdade&lt;br /&gt;
A espreita como um gato&lt;br /&gt;
Nem um rato&lt;br /&gt;
É tão ligeiro&lt;br /&gt;
Eu não consigo parar de pensar&lt;br /&gt;
Em arrancar seu coração&lt;br /&gt;
Batendo&lt;br /&gt;
Na minha mão&lt;br /&gt;
E vou dizer assim&lt;br /&gt;
Tá aqui...&lt;br /&gt;
Vem pegar...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1449801590801295137-3974591517083022135?l=www.danidias.me' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.danidias.me/2011/12/paranoia-de-verdade.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dani Dias)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449801590801295137.post-7615659378860816832</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2011 14:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-27T06:59:04.947-08:00</atom:updated><title>Eu sei lá...</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tmr6-Cp5rGM/TtJPWdQou1I/AAAAAAAACfs/FnU7uEcwedg/s1600/Pinup1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tmr6-Cp5rGM/TtJPWdQou1I/AAAAAAAACfs/FnU7uEcwedg/s1600/Pinup1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
Tentando me entender e administrar novas e improváveis situações...&lt;br /&gt;
Apenas quero a intensidade e o apetite.&lt;br /&gt;
O longo e o curto.&lt;br /&gt;
E total transparência.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1449801590801295137-7615659378860816832?l=www.danidias.me' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.danidias.me/2011/11/eu-sei-la.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dani Dias)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tmr6-Cp5rGM/TtJPWdQou1I/AAAAAAAACfs/FnU7uEcwedg/s72-c/Pinup1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449801590801295137.post-6231993643905001051</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2011 19:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-06T11:56:10.602-08:00</atom:updated><title>Só Jesus salva...</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oi6SYHnqsNQ/Trblhxxvv4I/AAAAAAAACfg/icGso3N7SRE/s1600/Tirinha26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oi6SYHnqsNQ/Trblhxxvv4I/AAAAAAAACfg/icGso3N7SRE/s400/Tirinha26.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
Dentre todas as coisas que aprendi esse ano (um pouco tarde, eu sei),
 entender que não posso "salvar" as pessoas é uma das principais. Essa 
sensação de onipotência morreu junto com vários outros conceitos errados
 que eu tinha na cabeça. Não se pode ensinar alguém a ser mais suave. 
Isso ou nasce com você ou melhora com muitos e muitos anos de terapia. 
Lapidar pessoas se tornou um ofício pra mim. Gosto muito. Me dá alegria 
ver uma pessoa se desenvolvendo, melhorando, se superando. Quando se 
trata de trabalho, competência, não considero uma tarefa tão difícil. O 
talento sempre se sobressai. Mas quando falamos de falta de carisma, ai 
complica muito. Não podemos implantar o gene do carisma ou da simpatia 
em ninguém. Podemos, talvez, ensinar a pessoa a ser mais política na 
vida. Afinal, estamos em sociedade e o bom convívio é premissa para 
viver em paz e harmonia onde quer que se esteja. Não podemos ensinar uma
 pessoa que não se deve fazer bico em certas situações quando ela já 
passou dos 25. Aí já está tudo perdido.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
Eu não faço mais isso. Pra
 mim, o desgaste foi grande demais e acabei morrendo na praia. Aprendi 
que não tenho que ser mãe de ninguém. Não tenho que me doar tanto a 
alguém que não faz questão de melhorar, que vê o mundo e as pessoas com 
olhar pessimista e desesperançoso, mesmo que tudo mostre que essa 
postura é uma barca furada.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
Eu tenho sede de otimismo, gosto de 
conviver bem com todos a minha volta, tenho tesão em me relacionar, 
gosto de amar e ser amada (e quem não gosta, meu Deus?), amo conviver ao
 lado de pessoas que quero bem e que me querem bem. Não preciso fazer 
politicagem, mas entendo que quem não gosta de nada nem de ninguém e 
carrega sempre um bico do tamanho do mundo pra tudo, precisa de uma dose
 de política SIM. Acredito que, se você tem uma personalidade tão dura e
 amarga, você precisa, no mínimo, se esforçar pra conviver nos ambientes
 nos quais você não pode escolher com quem conviver. E não é se esforçar
 pouco não. É MUITO. Se você não faz isso, literalmente dança. É a vida.
 O que você não tem naturalmente, precisa correr atrás pra compensar de 
alguma forma.&lt;/div&gt;
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Como alternativa posso indicar uma boa terapia, 1 
vez por semana. Há também opções mais espirituais, como rezar ou 
meditar. Fazer um pouco de sexo também pode ajudar. Na falta de alguém 
que seja mais tolerante, pode-se comprar um bom dildo por preço 
razoável.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L9mv2n0tS0U/TqoDCyhxk1I/AAAAAAAACfM/MqfWQ2OkH4Q/s1600/Tirinha26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L9mv2n0tS0U/TqoDCyhxk1I/AAAAAAAACfM/MqfWQ2OkH4Q/s640/Tirinha26.jpg" width="361" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A vida é muito engraçadinha mesmo. Está sempre nos pregando as pecinhas bonitinhas dela. Essas pecinhas idiotas que só ela pode criar. Filhadaputinha. Quando você pensa que entrou numa nova fase, se pega fazendo ou sentindo novamente algo que não deveria. É uma merda. É uma caceta.&lt;/div&gt;
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Coloquei uma textura nesse sofá...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JlFYqiWDVxo/TqSfJqFKR9I/AAAAAAAACfE/Csxz1Q3BIyU/s1600/tirinha25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JlFYqiWDVxo/TqSfJqFKR9I/AAAAAAAACfE/Csxz1Q3BIyU/s640/tirinha25.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1449801590801295137-8906807880082022638?l=www.danidias.me' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.danidias.me/2011/10/sociedade-pos-moderna.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dani Dias)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JlFYqiWDVxo/TqSfJqFKR9I/AAAAAAAACfE/Csxz1Q3BIyU/s72-c/tirinha25.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449801590801295137.post-1667986058571276622</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Aug 2011 23:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-06T15:42:40.115-08:00</atom:updated><title>Pin Up</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wQC6BI6Wh8I/Tk2i0dFEUtI/AAAAAAAACe0/kjeFeK4o0WA/s1600/jlo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wQC6BI6Wh8I/Tk2i0dFEUtI/AAAAAAAACe0/kjeFeK4o0WA/s640/jlo.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;I just don't know what to do with myself&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Quando você se perde em algo, não quer dizer que esteja completamente perdida. O conflito é benéfico porque é onde você se organiza. Se você não conflitar, dificilmente algo vai acontecer. O marasmo toma conta da sua vida...Não é justo desperdiçar a vida evitando conflitos, porque fazendo assim se desperdiça a oportunidade de crescer. E crescer não significa se tornar um chato e sim aproveitar melhor o tempo que nos é dado pra aprender de verdade. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pessoal, voltei depois de um bom tempo fora das postagens. Esse post só reflete um pouco sobre as coisas que tenho vivido. Estou feliz, porém todos temos conflitos. Sem eles não evoluímos, não é mesmo? No próximo post prometo uma pin up como nos velhos tempos. Por hoje só tenho carecas de bar e micróbios..sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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