<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:02:58.954-08:00</updated><category term='reflita'/><title type='text'>Speechless</title><subtitle type='html'>.         I give you my heart</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-3784437363413186883</id><published>2011-08-04T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T16:51:37.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Entro em crises sem você aqui :S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rB4smY6Ywvo/TjsvlIHKXGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ZHlp-5XTMgc/s1600/PICT0022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rB4smY6Ywvo/TjsvlIHKXGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ZHlp-5XTMgc/s320/PICT0022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; @xLaGrandino&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Música: Abstinência - banda Fragma [PE]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-3784437363413186883?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/3784437363413186883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/08/entro-em-crises-sem-voce-aqui-s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/3784437363413186883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/3784437363413186883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/08/entro-em-crises-sem-voce-aqui-s.html' title='Entro em crises sem você aqui :S'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rB4smY6Ywvo/TjsvlIHKXGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ZHlp-5XTMgc/s72-c/PICT0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-7414938989533802079</id><published>2011-07-05T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T16:46:27.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando foi a minha infância ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Foi quando me balancei no velho balanço da praça,&lt;br /&gt;foi quando tentei caminhar até o final do arco-iris pra achar o pote de ouro ,&lt;br /&gt;foi quando contava estrelas com os dedos, mais torcendo pra &amp;nbsp;não nascer verrugas, rs '.&lt;br /&gt;foi quando a escolha mais&amp;nbsp;difícil&amp;nbsp;era o sabor do sorvete ,&lt;br /&gt;foi quando as feridas só tinham do nos joelhos, e eu corria do meteolate por que ele ardia.&lt;br /&gt;Ela se foi, quando não achei mais graça de me balançar&lt;br /&gt;quando&amp;nbsp;cansei&amp;nbsp;de caminhar em poucos passos, &lt;br /&gt;quando percebi que não seria capaz de contar todas as estrelas do céu . &lt;br /&gt;quando me&amp;nbsp;perdi&amp;nbsp;no mundo, onde as escolhas mudam tudo. .&lt;br /&gt;Se foi quando as feridas dos joelhos cicatrizaram,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;e percebi que meteolate não é capaz de curar as feridas do coração.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;@xLaGrandino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-7414938989533802079?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/7414938989533802079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/07/qundofoi-minha-infancia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/7414938989533802079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/7414938989533802079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/07/qundofoi-minha-infancia.html' title='Quando foi a minha infância ?'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-2710439836106094054</id><published>2011-06-26T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T13:41:38.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem nunca...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Av3iJXFwQwQ/TgeZPEstPTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oxOcm9kaRjY/s1600/Quem-nunca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Av3iJXFwQwQ/TgeZPEstPTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oxOcm9kaRjY/s400/Quem-nunca.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; @xLaGrandino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-2710439836106094054?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/2710439836106094054/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/06/quem-nunca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2710439836106094054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2710439836106094054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/06/quem-nunca.html' title='Quem nunca...'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Av3iJXFwQwQ/TgeZPEstPTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oxOcm9kaRjY/s72-c/Quem-nunca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-5098363516908310274</id><published>2011-06-25T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T13:43:07.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um coração a prova de bala.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É aquele que sorrir,&lt;br /&gt;é aquele que chora .&lt;br /&gt;É aquele que teme ,&lt;br /&gt;é aquele que tem coragem .&lt;br /&gt;É aquele&amp;nbsp;bêbado,&lt;br /&gt;é aquele sóbrio.&lt;br /&gt;É aquele louco,&lt;br /&gt;é aquele são.&lt;br /&gt;É aquele que sente!&lt;br /&gt;É aquele que se protege&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;e&amp;nbsp;nenhum&amp;nbsp;sofrimento consegue mata-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Um coração a prova de bala jamais será um coração estraçalhado .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; @xLaGrandino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-5098363516908310274?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/5098363516908310274/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/06/um-coracao-prova-de-bala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/5098363516908310274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/5098363516908310274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/06/um-coracao-prova-de-bala.html' title='Um coração a prova de bala.'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-783383730028750924</id><published>2011-04-27T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T17:38:30.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#MEARREPENDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me arrependo de ter te amado por todo esse tempo em vão, devia ter ficado com o amor que eu te dei pra amar-me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-783383730028750924?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/783383730028750924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/04/mearrependo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/783383730028750924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/783383730028750924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/04/mearrependo.html' title='#MEARREPENDO'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-2859392103383399508</id><published>2011-04-27T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T17:00:10.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#Euchoro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://viciusdamente.zip.net/images/645452f_emo8m_4dee759.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://viciusdamente.zip.net/images/645452f_emo8m_4dee759.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Eu choro depois escrevo, não por encontrar expiração na tristeza! Pelo simples fato de que quando choro meu coração acorda, por que ele dói, como uma estaca sendo enfiada lentamente no fundo do meu peito , daí escrevo, consigo senti-lo novamente e a dor passa .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;@xLaGrandino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-2859392103383399508?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/2859392103383399508/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/04/euchoro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2859392103383399508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2859392103383399508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/04/euchoro.html' title='#Euchoro'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-2412022851814218137</id><published>2011-04-14T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T19:05:37.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigos .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Amigos são familiares que temos a chance de escolher, se você escolheu o errado, não foi um grave erro, você apenas não se deixou conhece-lo em outras luas''.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;@xLaGrandino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; #frasedaLaGrandino&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-2412022851814218137?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/2412022851814218137/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/04/amigos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2412022851814218137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2412022851814218137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/04/amigos.html' title='Amigos .'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-6844806824113990679</id><published>2011-04-11T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T08:20:56.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Afraid Of The Dark ? ( você tem medo do escuro ?) ou CLUBE DO TERROR</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;ah quem não lembra dessa serie exibida na record em 2003 até 2005, eu tinha 7, é eu ficava lá vidrado na TV assistindo atenciosamente á cada história narrada por cada um dos adolescentes ali presente ao redor de uma fogueira de noite em alguma floresta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;ah velhos tempos antigamente passava algo que prestava na televisão, hoje em dia agente só vê porcaria literalmente !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i1jJ04XnwzI/TaMcLQxOeHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/j1b8o_hRwTI/s1600/clube+do+terror.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i1jJ04XnwzI/TaMcLQxOeHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/j1b8o_hRwTI/s320/clube+do+terror.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;by : wash **&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-6844806824113990679?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/6844806824113990679/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/04/are-you-afraid-of-dark-voce-tem-medo-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/6844806824113990679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/6844806824113990679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/04/are-you-afraid-of-dark-voce-tem-medo-do.html' title='Are You Afraid Of The Dark ? ( você tem medo do escuro ?) ou CLUBE DO TERROR'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i1jJ04XnwzI/TaMcLQxOeHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/j1b8o_hRwTI/s72-c/clube+do+terror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-7831812770121682989</id><published>2011-04-06T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T15:46:03.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#meuencantadormundodeumsótom !</title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="background-color: black;"&gt;"Não &amp;nbsp;quero mais viver no teu mundo colorido de fantasias e ilusões , quero voltar pra&amp;nbsp;monotonia&amp;nbsp;do meu! O seu apesar de não ser obscuro , ele não é real" .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;@xLaGrandino&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;#frasedaLaGrandino &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-7831812770121682989?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/7831812770121682989/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/04/nao-mais-viver-no-teu-mundo-colorido-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/7831812770121682989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/7831812770121682989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/04/nao-mais-viver-no-teu-mundo-colorido-de.html' title='#meuencantadormundodeumsótom !'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-7569889769312183788</id><published>2011-04-06T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T16:39:25.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Longe de você eu enlouqueço muito mais ♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IhsXXr7T2CU/TZz4ERZtpfI/AAAAAAAAAIA/I0mfdfU7Tyw/s1600/menina+usando+um+notebook.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IhsXXr7T2CU/TZz4ERZtpfI/AAAAAAAAAIA/I0mfdfU7Tyw/s200/menina+usando+um+notebook.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Msn&amp;nbsp;, orkut,&amp;nbsp;Twitter,&amp;nbsp;Facebook&amp;nbsp;e bla, bla, bla... Sempre tem uma pessoa do outro lado que você não conhece e você sente aquela afeição enorme por ela , que &amp;nbsp;as vezes até você seria capaz de largar tudo pra ter um minuto ao lado dessa pessoa . Tem aquela pessoa que você já chorou por duvida do &lt;b&gt;EU TE AMO &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;é verdadeiro&lt;b&gt; ,&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;e o mais importante o seu &lt;b&gt;eu te amo&lt;/b&gt; é o mais verdadeiro de todos . Você já se sentiu assim ? NÃO ? Então realmente você não sabe como é ser eu !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; @xLaGrandino&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-7569889769312183788?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/7569889769312183788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/04/longe-de-voce-eu-enlouqueco-muito-mais.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/7569889769312183788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/7569889769312183788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/04/longe-de-voce-eu-enlouqueco-muito-mais.html' title='Longe de você eu enlouqueço muito mais ♪'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IhsXXr7T2CU/TZz4ERZtpfI/AAAAAAAAAIA/I0mfdfU7Tyw/s72-c/menina+usando+um+notebook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-5377078163215778488</id><published>2011-04-03T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T18:43:56.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEo72pN9QeE/TZkhQm6D3nI/AAAAAAAAAH8/-uIFhkyvnMU/s1600/emo-cortando-os-pulsos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEo72pN9QeE/TZkhQm6D3nI/AAAAAAAAAH8/-uIFhkyvnMU/s1600/emo-cortando-os-pulsos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"O suicida não quer matar sua alma, e sim sua dor ".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;@xLaGrandino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-5377078163215778488?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/5377078163215778488/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-suicida-nao-quer-matar-sua-alma-e-sim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/5377078163215778488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/5377078163215778488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-suicida-nao-quer-matar-sua-alma-e-sim.html' title=''/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEo72pN9QeE/TZkhQm6D3nI/AAAAAAAAAH8/-uIFhkyvnMU/s72-c/emo-cortando-os-pulsos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-3736426231921274849</id><published>2011-03-02T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T07:49:37.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROMOÇÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Nl30q5eYpik/TW5mXPsOmlI/AAAAAAAAAHY/44gXffPdDTY/s1600/P23-02-11_13.22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Nl30q5eYpik/TW5mXPsOmlI/AAAAAAAAAHY/44gXffPdDTY/s320/P23-02-11_13.22.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O PRIMEIRO SEGUIDOR DO BLOG QUE CONSEGUIR &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;10 SEGUIDORES &lt;/span&gt;SE TORNARÁ OFICIALMENTE DONO COLETIVO JUNTAMENTE COMIGO E COM LARYSSA VAMOS LÁ, O PRAZO SERÁ DE 3 DIAS COMEÇANDO POR HOJE VAMOS LÁ.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ATENCIOSAMENTE A DIREÇÃO DO BLOG: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;WASHINGTON FERREIRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-3736426231921274849?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/3736426231921274849/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/03/promocao.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/3736426231921274849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/3736426231921274849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/03/promocao.html' title='PROMOÇÃO'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Nl30q5eYpik/TW5mXPsOmlI/AAAAAAAAAHY/44gXffPdDTY/s72-c/P23-02-11_13.22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-3766968542602878814</id><published>2011-03-01T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T18:36:26.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirulitos, se tornam cigarros...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="listp"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ODwZBNjI9Ls/TW2s-QMtQpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/7H5oK_061zU/s1600/blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ODwZBNjI9Ls/TW2s-QMtQpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/7H5oK_061zU/s320/blog.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... inocentes viram vadias, dever de casa vai pro lixo. Celulares conectados no twitter durante a aula, detenção se transforma em suspensão, refrigerante se torna vodka, bicicletas viram carros, beijos viram sexo. &lt;br /&gt;Vocês se lembram de quando usar proteção era botar um capacete? De quando a pior coisa que você poderia levar de garotos eram cosquinhas? De quando os ombros do pai eram o lugar mais alto e inatingível e mamãe era nossa heroína? Aliás, lembram-se de quando heroína era o feminino de herói? De quando seu pior inimigo era seu irmão? De quando war era só um jogo de cartas? De quando a única droga que você conhecia era remédio pra tosse? De quando remédio pra tosse era realmente usado pra curar tosse? De quando usar uma saia não te transformava numa vadia? A maior dor que você sentia era quando ralava os joelhos e os "adeus" duravam até só o amanhecer de outro dia. &lt;br /&gt;E nós não podiamos esperar por crescer?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; xLaGrandino&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;#&lt;/span&gt; não podia deixar de postar isso, pura realidade =/ INFELIZMENTE&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-3766968542602878814?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/3766968542602878814/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/03/pirulitos-se-tornam-cigarros.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/3766968542602878814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/3766968542602878814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/03/pirulitos-se-tornam-cigarros.html' title='Pirulitos, se tornam cigarros...'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ODwZBNjI9Ls/TW2s-QMtQpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/7H5oK_061zU/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-2562095353317024766</id><published>2011-01-15T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T11:19:42.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTICIA !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;NOVO ALBÚM DA AVRIL LAVIGNE ( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;WHAT THE HELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; ) PROMETE&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quatrum.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/What-The-Hell.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;BY : WASHINGTON =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-2562095353317024766?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/2562095353317024766/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-engracado-e-que-eu-sinto-falta-da.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2562095353317024766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2562095353317024766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-engracado-e-que-eu-sinto-falta-da.html' title='NOTICIA !'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-5811829266172435861</id><published>2011-01-14T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T17:43:48.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aumenta o som ♫</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span lang="E"&gt;How does it feel - Avril Lavine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span lang="E"&gt;Onde estiver - Nx zero* &lt;br /&gt;Água contida - Pitty &lt;br /&gt;Relato de um homem de bom coração -&amp;nbsp;Fresno&lt;br /&gt;Crazy - Simple plan&lt;br /&gt;Só rezo 0.2 - Nx zero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span lang="E"&gt;Namora comigo - Banda cine&lt;br /&gt;Pianinho- Esteban&lt;br /&gt;Polo - Banda cine (cover Fresno )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span lang="E"&gt;Open your eyes -&amp;nbsp;Snow patrol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-5811829266172435861?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/5811829266172435861/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/aumenta-o-som.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/5811829266172435861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/5811829266172435861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/aumenta-o-som.html' title='Aumenta o som ♫'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-2268744336107313972</id><published>2011-01-12T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T14:42:43.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A minha inocência</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TS4tUhZwxFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/8TUj7XLvUBo/s1600/apagar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TS4tUhZwxFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/8TUj7XLvUBo/s320/apagar.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Pertence ao meu passado, comigo ficou a dor de reconhecer o presente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Fréedy C.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; xLaGrandino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-2268744336107313972?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/2268744336107313972/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/minha-inocencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2268744336107313972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2268744336107313972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/minha-inocencia.html' title='A minha inocência'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TS4tUhZwxFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/8TUj7XLvUBo/s72-c/apagar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-4585816411792116975</id><published>2011-01-12T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T13:27:13.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>=X</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TS4b-wDamdI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-_xUBXze9cM/s1600/Sem+t%25C3%25ADtulo.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TS4b-wDamdI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-_xUBXze9cM/s400/Sem+t%25C3%25ADtulo.png" width="400" /&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/557208700936837123-4585816411792116975?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/4585816411792116975/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/4585816411792116975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/4585816411792116975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/x.html' title='=X'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TS4b-wDamdI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-_xUBXze9cM/s72-c/Sem+t%25C3%25ADtulo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-2566978439375847026</id><published>2011-01-12T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T13:32:05.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It doesn't make sense to me ;x</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TS4V2TJt0bI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uH4YmSeg2l4/s400/crazy.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-2566978439375847026?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/2566978439375847026/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/clique-na-imagem-pra-ve-la-maior-x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2566978439375847026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2566978439375847026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/clique-na-imagem-pra-ve-la-maior-x.html' title='It doesn&apos;t make sense to me ;x'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TS4V2TJt0bI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uH4YmSeg2l4/s72-c/crazy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-8209705891515860501</id><published>2011-01-10T13:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T13:35:32.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz aniversário Daniel Weksler sz'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TSt6hbO8B1I/AAAAAAAAAFI/4l5VWsHUK3U/s1600/kk.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; height: 281px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 488px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TSt6hbO8B1I/AAAAAAAAAFI/4l5VWsHUK3U/s400/kk.png" width="400" /&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/557208700936837123-8209705891515860501?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/8209705891515860501/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/feliz-aniversario-daniel-weksler-sz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/8209705891515860501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/8209705891515860501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/feliz-aniversario-daniel-weksler-sz.html' title='Feliz aniversário Daniel Weksler sz&apos;'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TSt6hbO8B1I/AAAAAAAAAFI/4l5VWsHUK3U/s72-c/kk.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-8133724537197482885</id><published>2011-01-06T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T08:48:20.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPORTANTE  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Hey people: D&lt;br /&gt;Tudo bem com vocês? Espero que sim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;Vim dizer a vocês que o blog teve uma pequena mudancinha, agora ele só pertence a mim (xLaGrandino)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;e&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;Washington, a LetyciaCristine não irá mais postar por motivos dela, então paciência &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; ... Bom seres logo, logo estaremos voltando, e prometo que terá algumas novidades e postaremos coisas legais , palavra de honra õ/. Ah pessoal ! O melhor baterista do universo, o nosso ilustre Daniel Weksler fica mais velho próximo dia 10 (segunda-feira), então pessoal como eu sei que vocês são suuuper criativos. q peço a vocês uma ideia de presente, seja ela um vídeo, uma foto... Sei lá, por favor, me ajudem, mais respondam rápido que faltam poucos dias, e lembrando quem tiver a melhor ideia ganha um chocolate, entrego a vocês pela impressora, kkk’ É isso aí pessoal estarei aguardando a resposta de vocês, votem ali em baixo na enquete do música da semana e escute ainda insubstituível promessa é promessa né kk’&lt;br /&gt;Então gente tô ficando por aqui e não esqueça já estamos votando pra alegria ou tristeza de vocês, um mega beijo pra vocês fui ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xLaGrandino&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-8133724537197482885?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/8133724537197482885/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/avisos-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/8133724537197482885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/8133724537197482885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/avisos-d.html' title='IMPORTANTE  :)'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-3618085099584517504</id><published>2011-01-01T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T17:25:03.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>obrigado a 2010 vem aí 2011</title><content type='html'>EBA ! 2010 já passou num foi ? puxa como foi&amp;nbsp;rápido, mais enfim que 2011 se supere e que tudo se realize no ano que vai chegar ♪♪rsrsrrsrsrs....&lt;br /&gt;amo vocês pessoal obrigado por fazer parte desse blogzinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.blogstorage.hi-pi.com/photos/maedemenina.spaceblog.com.br/images/gd/12937665285/Feliz-2011.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by : washington&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-3618085099584517504?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/3618085099584517504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/obrigado-2010-vem-ai-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/3618085099584517504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/3618085099584517504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/obrigado-2010-vem-ai-2011.html' title='obrigado a 2010 vem aí 2011'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-2714625628987533301</id><published>2011-01-01T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:30:41.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Que tudo se realize no ano que vai nascer ♫</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDMqlCPMNjM/TRk0QNodBvI/AAAAAAAAfhc/d6j0SkQppog/s1600/feliz-ano-novo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" id="il_fi" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDMqlCPMNjM/TRk0QNodBvI/AAAAAAAAfhc/d6j0SkQppog/s320/feliz-ano-novo.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hey people :D&lt;br /&gt;Primeiramente&amp;nbsp;vim aqui pra &amp;nbsp;pedir desculpas pela nossa ausência :s, &amp;nbsp;fim de ano tudo muito corrido, estudar pra provas&amp;nbsp;e pra recuperação =/&amp;nbsp;, festas e blá, blá, blá...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E vim aqui&amp;nbsp; também pra desejar um 2011 repleto de harmonia, paz e&amp;nbsp;amor... Pra todos vocês, que esse ano que está começando você consiga realizar todos os seus sonhos ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pra mim 2010 vai deixar saudades, foi um ano maravilhoso, conheci pessoas que nunca imaginei que iram participar da minha vida, conheci pessoas que me encantam... Rhenan, Douglas, Victor, Larissa, Priscila, Jonny, Rufus,&amp;nbsp;João, Mauro, Savyo...&amp;nbsp;(perdoe se me esqueci de alguem) Eu quero desejar a vocês tudo de melhor em 2011, 2012 , 3000, 3020... ; )&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;# Pra finalizar quero perguntar qual é sua expectativa pra 2011 ? Espero a respostas de vocês&amp;nbsp;.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Beijos =*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;xLaGrandino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-2714625628987533301?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/2714625628987533301/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/que-tudo-se-ralaize-no-ano-que-vai.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2714625628987533301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2714625628987533301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2011/01/que-tudo-se-ralaize-no-ano-que-vai.html' title='Que tudo se realize no ano que vai nascer ♫'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDMqlCPMNjM/TRk0QNodBvI/AAAAAAAAfhc/d6j0SkQppog/s72-c/feliz-ano-novo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-3438031413053292750</id><published>2010-11-23T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T11:12:48.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>há maldito aparelho no meus dentes</title><content type='html'>é muito ruim ter que usar uns&amp;nbsp;pedacinhos&amp;nbsp;de&amp;nbsp;ferrarem&amp;nbsp;nos dentes, isso&amp;nbsp;incomoda&amp;nbsp;faz com que sangre quando estou fazendo a escovação, e ter escutar piadinhas idiotas como: boca de lata, para raio, ferrugem e etc, e ainda tem que fazer a manutenção todo mês pra poder apertar que particularmente é uma dor do ka--lho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TOvXF2QPOPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/R3XkcT_meWQ/s1600/sorriso.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TOvXF2QPOPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/R3XkcT_meWQ/s1600/sorriso.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;e a limpeza que fica mais demorada, que saco ! tem vezes que da vontade de pegar o alicate e puxar tudo, a unica parte boa é que sei lá, é meio diferente bonito e quando você for sorrir seus dentes vão brilhar ou melhor o ferro vai brilhar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; MALDITO APARELHO NOS MEUS DENTES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;by : washington [&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;usuário de aparelho&amp;nbsp;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-3438031413053292750?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/3438031413053292750/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/11/ha-maldito-aparelho-nos-meu-dentes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/3438031413053292750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/3438031413053292750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/11/ha-maldito-aparelho-nos-meu-dentes.html' title='há maldito aparelho no meus dentes'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TOvXF2QPOPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/R3XkcT_meWQ/s72-c/sorriso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-1264152623217482391</id><published>2010-11-17T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T17:04:54.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRANDE ESTREIA DO BABOSEIRAS DA SEMANA</title><content type='html'>não ache que vai achar graça em cada uma dessas baboseiras mais é real:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TOR6SRx6rmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/RMWvrx2Ti5M/s1600/OgAAAAM5NRj9TP9zWEm_1YdVVrtSnQUmOVSBNJdb_IBsKtbLK_BnzhRP6i-Gd8HMldBsNRkEz4D-0WXTnU3jHE6EgPQAm1T1UINK7J3KjfO1xfHyRzv4GGTdM7cw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TOR6SRx6rmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/RMWvrx2Ti5M/s320/OgAAAAM5NRj9TP9zWEm_1YdVVrtSnQUmOVSBNJdb_IBsKtbLK_BnzhRP6i-Gd8HMldBsNRkEz4D-0WXTnU3jHE6EgPQAm1T1UINK7J3KjfO1xfHyRzv4GGTdM7cw.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- sofri bullying na escola, me estouraram um bexiga de agua [micão, micão]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- além do mais quando um aluno [pedro] teve que se ausentar da sala, deu tchau pra todo mundo e saiu depois abriu um pouquinho a porta e teve a cara de pau de falar com uma voz irritante de criança - tchau wó, além do micão todo mundo riu e eu não tive onde enfiar a cara. : (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- dei um bale na professora do curso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- postando assistindo ó pai ó : ) &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- a merenda da escola foi bolo de chocolate OBS : que milagre kkkkkkkk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- desenterrei a caixinha de segredos que tinha enterrado há mais de 5 anos junto com minha amiga laryssa da quarta serie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- jeff foi embora e ainda não voltou : (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- hehehehe, sei imitar direitinho um maconheiro&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;deixa eu comer minha pipoca em paz OR !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;__________ micão, micão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by: &lt;b&gt;washington&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-1264152623217482391?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/1264152623217482391/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/11/grande-estreia-do-baboseiras-da-semana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/1264152623217482391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/1264152623217482391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/11/grande-estreia-do-baboseiras-da-semana.html' title='GRANDE ESTREIA DO BABOSEIRAS DA SEMANA'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TOR6SRx6rmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/RMWvrx2Ti5M/s72-c/OgAAAAM5NRj9TP9zWEm_1YdVVrtSnQUmOVSBNJdb_IBsKtbLK_BnzhRP6i-Gd8HMldBsNRkEz4D-0WXTnU3jHE6EgPQAm1T1UINK7J3KjfO1xfHyRzv4GGTdM7cw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-8952130324674677791</id><published>2010-11-17T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T16:44:15.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEMBRANÇAS !  nem o tempo vai apagar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TOR2M9vYCaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rNpI65vItX4/s1600/c466132935b88490e8e7a69d4dff8d7870768a08.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TOR2M9vYCaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rNpI65vItX4/s320/c466132935b88490e8e7a69d4dff8d7870768a08.jpeg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ah ! lembranças guardadas com carinho é um presente pra alma, quem não tem lembranças das travessuras feitas quando criança ? dos melhores momentos de suas vidas e até mesmo os piores [...] a&amp;nbsp;unica&amp;nbsp;coisa que o tempo não apaga de nós é a eterna lembrança &amp;nbsp;de lá no final poder contar coisas que você fez e dar risadas com seus amigos, lembranças ficarão marcadas em nosso pensamento e em nossos corações, quero ter a sensação de lembrar que escrevi coisas boas enquanto pude,e enquanto viver. não vou deixar nunca que o tempo apague as boas lembranças que tenho guardado comigo, não quero esquecer de que um dia sorri, de que um dia chorei de que um dia estive do lado de quem amo. por nossas lembranças estaremos ricos de esperanças e cada vez mais fortalecidos com o poder da alma. eu posso esta de fato até me precipitando ao falar por mim, mais isso é fato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" quero me lembrar de momentos especiais e&amp;nbsp;inesquecíveis que vivi pela minha vida, quero ter recordações&lt;br /&gt;de que fui feliz e fui triste e não fui o ultimo nem o único a ter lembranças&amp;nbsp;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" obrigado a você que lê obrigado a todos que fazem parte de minhas lembranças"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;dedico este post, há alguns amigos da quarta serie : laryssa [miga], rafael [nem sei se existe], alessandras kelly e araujo [exs ] jeferson [grande amigo, á procura]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: washington : /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-8952130324674677791?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/8952130324674677791/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/11/lembrancas-nem-o-tempo-vai-apagar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/8952130324674677791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/8952130324674677791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/11/lembrancas-nem-o-tempo-vai-apagar.html' title='LEMBRANÇAS !  nem o tempo vai apagar'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TOR2M9vYCaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rNpI65vItX4/s72-c/c466132935b88490e8e7a69d4dff8d7870768a08.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-4358797386113400367</id><published>2010-11-15T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:29:48.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malditas borboletas no estômago!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://desenhameumcarneiro.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/dsc01265.jpg?w=450&amp;amp;h=584" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://desenhameumcarneiro.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/dsc01265.jpg?w=450&amp;amp;h=584" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;Ah, cansei de toda vez que me apaixono, essas malditas borboletas vem me atormentar, me deixar boba, mas definitivamente cansei, como assim? Cansei de me apaixonar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;Não! Cansei de ficar tola toda vez que isso acontece, pernas tremulas,&amp;nbsp; coração acelerado, suor frio, Cansei disso tudo, com essas borboletinhas vivas aqui dentro não consigo expressar nada... Acho que devo tomar inseticida kkk’ .&lt;br /&gt;Mais quando essas borboletinhas param de voar dentro da gente, fica tudo muito estranho, uma sensação que a “Magia” acabou, NÃO ENTENDO ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;Borboletinhas não vou mais deixar vocês falarem por mim, vamos saiam já dái.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; LIBERTEM-SE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; É o que pensa : &lt;b&gt;xLaGrandino&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-4358797386113400367?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/4358797386113400367/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/11/malditas-borboletas-no-estomago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/4358797386113400367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/4358797386113400367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/11/malditas-borboletas-no-estomago.html' title='Malditas borboletas no estômago!'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-7238527028359718306</id><published>2010-11-13T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:32:17.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O amor é uma droga ! =x</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAypY3nY9Y4/TIF-EaEEccI/AAAAAAAAAH8/deHG8GUmkF4/s1600/droga_amor1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAypY3nY9Y4/TIF-EaEEccI/AAAAAAAAAH8/deHG8GUmkF4/s320/droga_amor1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O amor é uma droga, entorpece, alucina, enloquece, deixa as pessoas mais lerdas, como uma droga, e o pior de tudo o amor vicía! E entramos com tudo, e não queremos mais sair. Quando menos esperamos&amp;nbsp; a droga acaba, o que fariamos? Nos libertar ? Não! Iriamos atrás de mais e mais. O mesmo acontece com o amor uma hora ele acaba e sempre procuramos por mais amor, mesmo que o tal amor doa, sempre estamos a procura do amor. A única diferença entre a droga e o amor, é que o amor faz bem e a droga não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Então digamos que o amor é a única droga que vale a pena experimentar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; é o que pensa : xLaGrandino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-7238527028359718306?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/7238527028359718306/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-amor-e-uma-droga-x.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/7238527028359718306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/7238527028359718306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-amor-e-uma-droga-x.html' title='O amor é uma droga ! =x'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAypY3nY9Y4/TIF-EaEEccI/AAAAAAAAAH8/deHG8GUmkF4/s72-c/droga_amor1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-5217527223551609871</id><published>2010-10-28T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T17:46:40.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mais um natal se aproxima !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TMoY9YXGbkI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VeLiREk2Vx4/s1600/natal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TMoY9YXGbkI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VeLiREk2Vx4/s400/natal.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;natal , ó natal... vem nas nossas cabeças jantar, familia e ceia não é ?. o natal é um dia especial, onde nos reunimos para refletir sobre nossos erros e mudar e dia de&amp;nbsp;reconciliação&amp;nbsp;o natal tem como objetivo reunir as familias para um jantar, isso se chama fraternidade e carinho.... mais natal também é estar com os amigos compartilhando um sorriso, uma lágrima ou até mesmo um pedaço de pão doce, quero que neste natal eu possa estar vivo, para presenciar mais um. AMOS TODOS MEUS AMIGOS QUE ESSA SEJA UMA HOMENAGEM PRA VOCÊS: VIOLET , BÓ, NEGA , RHÊNAN , ALLAN E O RESTO É RESTO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: washington&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-5217527223551609871?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/5217527223551609871/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/mais-um-natal-se-aproxima.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/5217527223551609871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/5217527223551609871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/mais-um-natal-se-aproxima.html' title='mais um natal se aproxima !'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TMoY9YXGbkI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VeLiREk2Vx4/s72-c/natal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-2442584810866445810</id><published>2010-10-28T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T16:36:52.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não existe PRÍNCIPE ENCANTADO !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TMoHZYfnRzI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ST1Z5kzk-Rc/s1600/principe22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TMoHZYfnRzI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ST1Z5kzk-Rc/s320/principe22.jpg" width="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Se você pensa que um dia um beeelo homem, vai aparecer em um cavalo branco, pronto pra te buscar pra se casarem ao pôr do sol, não se iluda! Isso não existe, não existe mesmo! Mas falando sério, quem nunca sonhou em ter uma história igual as de princesas? Com um final de " FELIZES PARA SEMPRE "? É claro que ninguém vai ser impedido de sonhar, mas o que quero falar é que abram os olhos! Não esperem um homem perfeito, com cabelos longos, olhos azuis... aa garota, assim você vai " ficar pra titia " #FATO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Letycia .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-2442584810866445810?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/2442584810866445810/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/nao-existe-principe-encantado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2442584810866445810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2442584810866445810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/nao-existe-principe-encantado.html' title='Não existe PRÍNCIPE ENCANTADO !'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TMoHZYfnRzI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ST1Z5kzk-Rc/s72-c/principe22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-2888020563457831495</id><published>2010-10-22T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T16:05:21.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cansei !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq6SXUVK9Ok/SlzV_te8FLI/AAAAAAAABFY/AxA8b20yxkI/s400/cansado%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq6SXUVK9Ok/SlzV_te8FLI/AAAAAAAABFY/AxA8b20yxkI/s320/cansado%5B1%5D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah ! cansei de escrever, expus meus sentimentos em um pedaço de papel e ao menos ninguém se quer pediu pra lê e quando pedia se via que era uma longa leitura desistia, não vou mais ser aquele escritor de quinta que mora num bairro onde as pessoa não sabem o que é cultura. cansei de gritar e ninguém ouvir, cansei de chorar por pequenas coisas insignificantes, cansei da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não sei se escrever o que sinto em um blog vai me ajudar. cansei de pessoas zombarem de minha cara enquanto me recupero de uma queda, cansei de agir como um tolo, cansei de viver neste mundo onde todos vivem do que faz e não do que são...&lt;br /&gt;não sou feliz, não posso ser feliz... não quero que as pessoas sintam pena de mim.&lt;br /&gt;devo estar enlouquecendo, ou talvez sempre fui louco... não quero ser julgado por não ser igual, cansei.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;" preciso viver mais um pouco&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; pra mostrar do que sou capaz&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; basta acreditar em mim"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: washington [cansado :( ]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-2888020563457831495?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/2888020563457831495/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/cansei.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2888020563457831495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2888020563457831495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/cansei.html' title='cansei !'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq6SXUVK9Ok/SlzV_te8FLI/AAAAAAAABFY/AxA8b20yxkI/s72-c/cansado%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-7988416349663405005</id><published>2010-10-21T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:34:00.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu mudei por você (8'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PgID7BFDmQw/SmoPFCkzlnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/QghJtCwQLNY/S692/emos01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PgID7BFDmQw/SmoPFCkzlnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/QghJtCwQLNY/S692/emos01.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hoje eu sou o que restou da dor&lt;br /&gt;Da minha dor&lt;br /&gt;Não posso me esconder&lt;br /&gt;Mas que a verdade seja dita agora&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Eu mudei por você&lt;br /&gt;Mas não quis sofrer&lt;br /&gt;Por ser tão real pra mim&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vou aprendo a viver&lt;br /&gt;E num segundo perder&lt;br /&gt;O medo de ser quem eu sou&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ser quem eu sou&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; ♫&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ( Passos escuros - Hevo 84)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; xLaGrandino&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-7988416349663405005?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/7988416349663405005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/eu-mudei-por-voce-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/7988416349663405005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/7988416349663405005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/eu-mudei-por-voce-8.html' title='Eu mudei por você (8&apos;'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PgID7BFDmQw/SmoPFCkzlnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/QghJtCwQLNY/s72-c/emos01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-1583796984895465665</id><published>2010-10-21T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T16:33:50.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quanto vale seu SILENCIO ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTEb25kbTIpB5fq0sZmFfITD2hFsssHZviwBeDMKWNuEqYPxrU&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__QNiFU0GmVOh2vbWtZpkWrH_9shk=" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTEb25kbTIpB5fq0sZmFfITD2hFsssHZviwBeDMKWNuEqYPxrU&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__QNiFU0GmVOh2vbWtZpkWrH_9shk=" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É difícil falar do silencio porque é&amp;nbsp;inexplicável, é algo que não vemos, não tocamos e que não ouvimos.o silencio tem um certo valor quanto vale o seu?. nunca você chantageou alguém pelo seu silencio ?. por que silencio? ás vezes por medo. quantas vezes você não já ouviu alguém dizer que seu silencio vale mais que sua palavra. silencio é como a acentuação na língua portuguesa devemos saber quando e onde usar, para não magoar, para não sentir dor depois. "só entende o valor do silencio quem tem a necessidade de calar para não ferir alguém".&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;agora posso não estar em silencio mais escrevi em silencio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: washington [ em silencio]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-1583796984895465665?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/1583796984895465665/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/quanto-vale-seu-silencio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/1583796984895465665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/1583796984895465665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/quanto-vale-seu-silencio.html' title='quanto vale seu SILENCIO ?'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-5425110532465196593</id><published>2010-10-21T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T15:58:39.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não se preocupa, isso passa :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P_IACpd7f9g/SRIr4j06MII/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZILUHfF41IM/s400/20080801040941-triste.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P_IACpd7f9g/SRIr4j06MII/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZILUHfF41IM/s320/20080801040941-triste.jpg" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Tem dias que a gente tem vontade de se matar, né ? É eu sei... Mas não podemos fazer isso, pelo simples fato de termos vontade. Tudo na vida passa, menos a morte -qq .&amp;nbsp; Então não podemos fazer besteira. Para consolo da gente temos que pensar que temos apenas um consolo: "Isso vai passar " #reflita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Letycia .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-5425110532465196593?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/5425110532465196593/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/nao-se-preocupa-isso-passa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/5425110532465196593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/5425110532465196593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/nao-se-preocupa-isso-passa.html' title='Não se preocupa, isso passa :)'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P_IACpd7f9g/SRIr4j06MII/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZILUHfF41IM/s72-c/20080801040941-triste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-974896049781665046</id><published>2010-10-19T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T18:17:44.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aumenta o som ♫</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Meet me halfway&lt;/b&gt; - The Black Eyed Peas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Conspiracy&lt;/b&gt; - Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Speechless&lt;/b&gt; - Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Canção da noite (todo mundo precisa de alguém)&lt;/b&gt; - Fresno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;/b&gt; - Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mais além&lt;/b&gt; - Nx Zero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bring me to life&lt;/b&gt; - Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stuck on you&lt;/b&gt; - Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Só os loucos sabem&lt;/b&gt; - Charlie Brown Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Todos estão mudos&lt;/b&gt; - Pitty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xLaGrandino&lt;/b&gt;, Washington, &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Letycia .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-974896049781665046?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/974896049781665046/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/aumenta-o-som_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/974896049781665046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/974896049781665046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/aumenta-o-som_19.html' title='Aumenta o som ♫'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-2990163389668129324</id><published>2010-10-19T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T18:07:52.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amizade ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j0A57cN6dCw/S94A8735YVI/AAAAAAAAAQU/pBMOHEMYAWs/s1600/1242920048938_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j0A57cN6dCw/S94A8735YVI/AAAAAAAAAQU/pBMOHEMYAWs/s320/1242920048938_f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;É por incrível que pareça é um sentimento! Apesar de ser sempre bom ter amigos, alguém pra compartillhar as coisas, a amizade é um sentimento que magoa muito [/experiênciaprópria, então precisamos ser cautelosos ao lidar com esse sentimento tão incerto. Então agora o meu pensamento sobre este sentimento tão estranho é de que quanto menos amigos tiver, menor será a chance de ser magoada #FATO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Letycia .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-2990163389668129324?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/2990163389668129324/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/amizade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2990163389668129324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2990163389668129324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/amizade.html' title='Amizade ?'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j0A57cN6dCw/S94A8735YVI/AAAAAAAAAQU/pBMOHEMYAWs/s72-c/1242920048938_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-768070945276406708</id><published>2010-10-19T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:36:11.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pudera eu viver sem coração (8'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TL484O5m--I/AAAAAAAAADw/6VGcIdNAdVM/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TL484O5m--I/AAAAAAAAADw/6VGcIdNAdVM/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TL484O5m--I/AAAAAAAAADw/6VGcIdNAdVM/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Em cada poça dessa rua você vai me ver&lt;br /&gt;Em cada gota dessa chuva você vai sentir minhas lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;E a cada dia da sua vida você vai chorar&lt;br /&gt;Lágrimas sofridas que não vão somar um décimo do que eu sofri ♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cada Poça Dessa Rua Tem Um Pouco De Minhas Lágrimas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;xLaGrandino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-768070945276406708?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/768070945276406708/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/pudera-eu-viver-sem-coracao-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/768070945276406708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/768070945276406708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/pudera-eu-viver-sem-coracao-8.html' title='Pudera eu viver sem coração (8&apos;'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TL484O5m--I/AAAAAAAAADw/6VGcIdNAdVM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-6161425803985628821</id><published>2010-10-19T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T13:39:57.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>devolva-me meu coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;as vezes arrancamos para nós os corações de quem amamos, mais será pra sempre?.pode ser por um sentimento de carinho, afeto e até mesmo amizade pra amar alguém não precisa beijar. amor sentimos quando estamos felizes, quanto mais felicidade mais amor.agora me responda quando você esta feliz você não ama mais?. após arrancado não podemos devolver o coração da pessoa amada então vamos pensar bem pra não escolher o coração errado, porque não vai magoar apenas você mais também quem foi roubado.na dúvida pense muito, para não ouvir por aí: "devolva-me meu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TL4B36-KwDI/AAAAAAAAADs/vpXRCjRRoaY/s1600/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+arrancado.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TL4B36-KwDI/AAAAAAAAADs/vpXRCjRRoaY/s320/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+arrancado.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;by: washington [coração roubado]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-6161425803985628821?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/6161425803985628821/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/devolva-me-meu-coracao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/6161425803985628821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/6161425803985628821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/devolva-me-meu-coracao.html' title='devolva-me meu coração'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TL4B36-KwDI/AAAAAAAAADs/vpXRCjRRoaY/s72-c/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+arrancado.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-6311978866197645166</id><published>2010-10-18T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T15:37:00.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seres humanos? Difíceis de serem compreendidos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OVN1RlCf788/STbhI7KAyLI/AAAAAAAAAQs/YvI_PXJmz_k/s320/descabelando.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Pessoas? Animais? Bípedes? Não importa, defina como quizer que vai dar no mesmo. Nós temos hábito de nos definir como "seres racionais", mas todos sabem que nem sempre é assim. Muitas pessoas agem sem pensar, e isso concerteza todos vão fazer pelo menos uma vez na vida, concordam? Então vamos viver sem nos preocupar com coisas que podem ficar pra depois, vamos nos arriscar mais a fazer coisas sem pensar, se não nada tem graça #FATO.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Letycia .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-6311978866197645166?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/6311978866197645166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/seres-humanos-dificeis-de-serem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/6311978866197645166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/6311978866197645166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/seres-humanos-dificeis-de-serem.html' title='Seres humanos? Difíceis de serem compreendidos!'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OVN1RlCf788/STbhI7KAyLI/AAAAAAAAAQs/YvI_PXJmz_k/s72-c/descabelando.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-1667932296096947298</id><published>2010-10-18T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:37:15.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida nos leva onde temos que ir (8'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQHMA_PW3RoNKUKwAGlxPPB-TjKJnugPTUHd87GeDeJ6g1Ih7c&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__KhXs0laC7Uip6vZuJ2UsHxyfBgY=" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQHMA_PW3RoNKUKwAGlxPPB-TjKJnugPTUHd87GeDeJ6g1Ih7c&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__KhXs0laC7Uip6vZuJ2UsHxyfBgY=" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Muita gente me diz&lt;br /&gt;Que não sou o mesmo mas, nada parece igual&lt;br /&gt;Pior que mentir&lt;br /&gt;É mentir pra si mesmo&lt;br /&gt;É como não ter, pra onde ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O que posso dizer?&lt;br /&gt;As coisas são assim&lt;br /&gt;A vida nos leva onde temos que ir&lt;br /&gt;Não dá pra fugir. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; (Incontrolável- NX ZERO ) &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; xLaGrandino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-1667932296096947298?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/1667932296096947298/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/vida-nos-leva-onde-temos-que-ir-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/1667932296096947298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/1667932296096947298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/vida-nos-leva-onde-temos-que-ir-8.html' title='A vida nos leva onde temos que ir (8&apos;'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-6574551777070745412</id><published>2010-10-18T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T08:29:16.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sonhos, qual é o seu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;há vai todos nós sonhamos em algo, sonhar é alguma coisa que não sei explicar mais posso relatar. sonhos esses que as vezes pensamos que seja&amp;nbsp;impossível, nossa vida é feita de sonhos e realidades. mais a&amp;nbsp;unica&amp;nbsp;razão que temos pra sonhar é que a realidade&amp;nbsp;não pode nos trazer a felicidade de voar, sabe sonhar é voar é resgatar a imaginação que temos que estar perdida no poço de calamidades, não deixe que as pessoas estraguem seus sonhos, sempre sonhe... lembre-se que o sonho nós da aquilo que a realidade nos nega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://recosta.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/um-lindo-sonho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;by: washington [sonhador]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-6574551777070745412?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/6574551777070745412/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/sonhos-qual-e-o-seu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/6574551777070745412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/6574551777070745412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/sonhos-qual-e-o-seu.html' title='sonhos, qual é o seu?'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-4262940473966427849</id><published>2010-10-17T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:38:18.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bem-vindo a minha vida (8'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TLtc5j_Fp_I/AAAAAAAAADI/WhzIpUJwQEg/s1600/gifs_de_emo_09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TLtc5j_Fp_I/AAAAAAAAADI/WhzIpUJwQEg/s200/gifs_de_emo_09.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Não, você não sabe como é,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Quando nada parece bem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Você não sabe como é,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Ser como eu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Ser machucado, sentir-se perdido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Ser abandonado no escuro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Ser chutado, quando você está no chão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Sentir como se você estivesse sendo chacoalhado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Estar a beira de entrar em colapso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Quando ninguém está lá para te salvar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Não, você não sabe como é,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Bem-vindo à minha vida... ♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (welcome to my life- Simple plan )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;xLaGrandino&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-4262940473966427849?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/4262940473966427849/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/bem-vindo-minha-vida-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/4262940473966427849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/4262940473966427849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/bem-vindo-minha-vida-8.html' title='Bem-vindo a minha vida (8&apos;'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TLtc5j_Fp_I/AAAAAAAAADI/WhzIpUJwQEg/s72-c/gifs_de_emo_09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-2119115261466674714</id><published>2010-10-17T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:39:32.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E dói demais... (8'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTl2tKgOmt8JsqXQXSE59PWzfTKktt_vGL0EFfgzPnW_1GO5j0&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__629dyCEyuKmK0LsaOaUMhEW_8lc=" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTl2tKgOmt8JsqXQXSE59PWzfTKktt_vGL0EFfgzPnW_1GO5j0&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__629dyCEyuKmK0LsaOaUMhEW_8lc=" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Sentindo a minha dor&lt;br /&gt;Você vai parecer&lt;br /&gt;Sofrendo o que eu sofri&lt;br /&gt;Vai finalmente entender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Que existem sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Bem melhores pra se cultivar...♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Quem vai me privar de sonhar?-Fresno)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;xLaGrandino &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-2119115261466674714?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/2119115261466674714/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/e-doi-demais-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2119115261466674714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/2119115261466674714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/e-doi-demais-8.html' title='E dói demais... (8&apos;'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-4139794105384003257</id><published>2010-10-17T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T12:09:32.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Opostos se atraem ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="goog_604481294"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1766457137"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_604481295"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1766457138"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TLtD8zQNlTI/AAAAAAAAADA/tHp-dCo426E/s1600/6380024_wmKrQ.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TLtD8zQNlTI/AAAAAAAAADA/tHp-dCo426E/s400/6380024_wmKrQ.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Gostos, religiões, aspectos fisicos e mentais... Nada disso se torna diferente, quando o assunto é amor, nada disso é discutido. Pode ser branco, preto, azul, amarelo, não importa. E pra você ? Os opostos se atraem mesmo ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Letycia .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-4139794105384003257?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/4139794105384003257/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/opostos-se-atraem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/4139794105384003257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/4139794105384003257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/opostos-se-atraem.html' title='Opostos se atraem ?'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEKL6iw6fRY/TLtD8zQNlTI/AAAAAAAAADA/tHp-dCo426E/s72-c/6380024_wmKrQ.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-410931530376959665</id><published>2010-10-17T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T11:19:50.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflita'/><title type='text'>Sofrimento? É DA VIDA !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="304" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7km-4WkqlGc/THKRbJJ3wCI/AAAAAAAAACs/BQx2CUPFGZY/s320/estilo+emo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Existem pessoas que pensam que o sofrimento é um assunto que não deve ser discutido, pois eu acho diferente. E pra você, o que é sofrimento? Pra mim o sofrimento é uma coisa que concerteza todos nós iremos passar na vida, então não tem pra quê ficarmos adiando o assunto. Tenho certeza de que muita gente já sofreu na vida, seja por amor, por amizade, pela família. E pode ter certeza de que quem nunca sofreu um dia vai sofrer (Y). Então, ficamos assim, aguardando o sofrimento. #reflita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Letycia .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-410931530376959665?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/410931530376959665/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/sofrimento-e-da-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/410931530376959665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/410931530376959665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/sofrimento-e-da-vida.html' title='Sofrimento? É DA VIDA !'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7km-4WkqlGc/THKRbJJ3wCI/AAAAAAAAACs/BQx2CUPFGZY/s72-c/estilo+emo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-7307241472613210645</id><published>2010-10-15T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T12:45:35.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>como será minha vida daqui a 10 anos? como será sua vida daqui a 10 anos?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;vamos ser realistas então como tenho 14 anos estarei adulto, obviamente você também, estaremos&amp;nbsp;cursando&amp;nbsp;faculdade? quem sabe. muuuita coisa irá mudar com certeza,talvez uma familia,filhos. geração? modinha de hoje com certeza não existirá mais... onde estará RESTART &amp;nbsp;daqui a 10 anos será que eles vão tocar ou não?.tecnologia? há essa é esperada não sei como definer a tecnologia em 2020. pobreza? no meu ponto de vista pouquissímas familias. natureza? bem se olharmos ela hoje e fazermos nossa parte hoje talvez a teremos mais se continuar assim onde vai dar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;falamos hoje rindo, planejamos nossas vidas, mais na realidade não sabemos ao certo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.2012ofimdomundo.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/478952463_29b8343de3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;by: washington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-7307241472613210645?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/7307241472613210645/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/como-sera-minha-vida-daqui-10-anos-como.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/7307241472613210645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/7307241472613210645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/como-sera-minha-vida-daqui-10-anos-como.html' title='como será minha vida daqui a 10 anos? como será sua vida daqui a 10 anos?'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-3208758350254872390</id><published>2010-10-15T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:41:29.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vou te esquecer (8'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://avoltadosquenaoforam.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/emo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://avoltadosquenaoforam.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/emo.jpg" width="249" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://avoltadosquenaoforam.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/emo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;E eu não quero lembrar do que eu fui pra você&lt;br /&gt;Uma simples distração pra você esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero lembrar que chegamos ao nosso fim...&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero lembrar que eu vou acordar&lt;br /&gt;Sabendo que meus olhos não vão te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero lembrar que tudo acabou pra mim... ♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; xLa Grandino&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-3208758350254872390?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/3208758350254872390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/vou-te-esquecer-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/3208758350254872390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/3208758350254872390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/vou-te-esquecer-8.html' title='Vou te esquecer (8&apos;'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-7514754054505707918</id><published>2010-10-14T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T15:55:46.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As diferenças são iguais</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imVN2IWOIiI/TCEBd1DnWlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1jGQurU-8qY/s1600/matrel_tribos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imVN2IWOIiI/TCEBd1DnWlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1jGQurU-8qY/s320/matrel_tribos.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Quando se fala de diferença qual é a primeira coisa que vem na sua cabeça ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Quando se fala disso a primeira coisa que vem na minha cabeça é o preconceito. Sinceramente o preconceito é uma coisa péssima, mas que infelizmente acontece muito em diferentes casos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Eu acho o preconceito uma coisa muuuito banal, e vamos combinar, ser banal não tá com nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Existem vários tipos de preconceitos, os raciais, os de religião, alguns sobre a sexualidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Um outro tipo de preconceito, que agora está sendo muito discutido ao passar desse ano, são os de diferentes tribos urbanas. Tem a dos emos, a dos coloridos, as das patricinhas, os do punk rock, a dos góticos, hippies e várias outras. Destas tribos citadas, a que sofre mais preconceito, no meu ponto de vista são a dos coloridos. Muita gente já pensou assim: " aa, aquele menino usa calça colorida, então ele é gay " ou até mesmo " que palhaçada, pra quê esse menino ta vestido assim ? ". Realmente eu acho que isso não seja legal, nem com quem está recebendo a crítica, ou até mesmo pra quem está criticando. Não vou mentir, que já cheguei a criticar, mas depois, conheci direito as tribos e as pessoas que fazem parte dela, e acho que o preconceito é muiito nada a ver. É isso, eu acho que ser diferente não é necessariamente ser anormal. #reflita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Letycia .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-7514754054505707918?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/7514754054505707918/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-diferencas-sao-iguais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/7514754054505707918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/7514754054505707918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-diferencas-sao-iguais.html' title='As diferenças são iguais'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imVN2IWOIiI/TCEBd1DnWlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1jGQurU-8qY/s72-c/matrel_tribos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-7604105680013907144</id><published>2010-10-13T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T17:44:34.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ninguém entende você?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;é ruim quando a gente tenta explicar e ninguém entende você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;é ruim quando a gente quer chorar por alguma coisa e ninguém entende você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;é ruim quando você tem dúvidas e ninguém tem respostas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;é ruim quando as pessoas querem ser ouvidas mais não nós ouvem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;é ruim ter medo e não ter abrigo, e ruim te um inimigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;é bom quando todos vivemos em paz em pura harmonia concorda?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;by: washington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRVVKw72z2BTRYcpVGkdZXU9tLvk_5sQ6FxTCBsfqgVb7LMtQk&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__Pe6kQssKEr1B5K4Qdv7MfAVFz4k=" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-7604105680013907144?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/7604105680013907144/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/ninguem-entende-voce.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/7604105680013907144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/7604105680013907144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/ninguem-entende-voce.html' title='ninguém entende você?'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-6562518375598739516</id><published>2010-10-12T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T14:43:55.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflita'/><title type='text'>Feliz para sempre ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFnw59f085o/TFhKjg6xlfI/AAAAAAAAABg/lr3xHfYnoRQ/s1600/tristeza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFnw59f085o/TFhKjg6xlfI/AAAAAAAAABg/lr3xHfYnoRQ/s320/tristeza.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Algumas pessoas tem uma certa ilusão, de que se tudo acontecer tem que dar "certo '' , mas acho que não seja assim. Na nossa vida tem que ter altos e baixos. Imagine como seria sem graça se tudo que fosse feito não precisasse de esforço? E&amp;nbsp; como nós iriamos dizer: " poxa, eu lutei tanto por isso " ? Sinceramente acho que todas as pessoas deveriam ter esse pensamento, pois tenho certeza que assim poderiamos nos usar cada vez mais e sabermos onde seria o nosso limite. #reflita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Letycia .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-6562518375598739516?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/6562518375598739516/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/feliz-para-sempre.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/6562518375598739516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/6562518375598739516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/feliz-para-sempre.html' title='Feliz para sempre ?'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFnw59f085o/TFhKjg6xlfI/AAAAAAAAABg/lr3xHfYnoRQ/s72-c/tristeza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-600945087675631802</id><published>2010-10-12T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T12:42:24.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aumenta o som ♫</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Pra você lembrar&lt;/b&gt; -Restart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Revanche&lt;/b&gt;- Fresno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Insubstituível&lt;/b&gt;- Nx Zero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Airplanes&lt;/b&gt; - B.O.B ft. Halley willamis&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love the way you lie&lt;/b&gt; - Eminem ft. Rhianna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Careful&lt;/b&gt; - Paramore&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you're gone&lt;/b&gt;- Avril lavigne&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Porta aberta&lt;/b&gt; -Luka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The only exception&lt;/b&gt;- Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;As cores&lt;/b&gt;- Cine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xLaGrandino&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Washington&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Letycia .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-600945087675631802?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/600945087675631802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/aumenta-o-som.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/600945087675631802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/600945087675631802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/aumenta-o-som.html' title='Aumenta o som ♫'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-1696855243145149893</id><published>2010-10-12T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:44:55.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Será que alguém já te fez chorar  (8'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.recados.net/img/recados/Emo_764573034_emo029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://images.recados.net/img/recados/Emo_764573034_emo029.jpg" width="176" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Mesmo sem ter proferido uma palavra?&lt;br /&gt;E o que &lt;u&gt;você&lt;/u&gt; fez? tentou lutar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Ou compôs uma canção indo pra casa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;xLaGrandino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-1696855243145149893?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/1696855243145149893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/sera-que-alguem-ja-te-fez-chorar-8_5390.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/1696855243145149893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/1696855243145149893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/sera-que-alguem-ja-te-fez-chorar-8_5390.html' title='Será que alguém já te fez chorar  (8&apos;'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557208700936837123.post-4275139017698828899</id><published>2010-10-12T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:20:56.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 dicas para o sucesso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="texto" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 12px; padding-left: 145px; padding-right: 145px;"&gt;&lt;div id="HOTWordsTxt" name="HOTWordsTxt"&gt;01 Elogie três pessoas por dia&lt;br /&gt;02 Tenha um aperto de mão firme&lt;br /&gt;03 Olhe as pessoas nos olhos&lt;br /&gt;04 Gaste menos do que ganha&lt;br /&gt;05 Saiba perdoar a si e aos outros&lt;br /&gt;06 Trate os outros como gostaria de ser tratado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;07 Faça novos amigos&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08 saiba guardar segredos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;09 Não adie uma&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.belasmensagens.com.br/reflexao/20-dicas-de-sucesso-999.html#" style="border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 1px; float: none !important; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;10 Surpreenda aqueles que você&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.belasmensagens.com.br/reflexao/20-dicas-de-sucesso-999.html#" style="border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 1px; float: none !important; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;com presentes inesperados&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 Sorria&lt;br /&gt;12 Aceite sempre uma mão estendida&lt;br /&gt;13 Pague suas contas em dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;14 Não reze pra pedir coisa, reze para agradecer e pedir&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.belasmensagens.com.br/reflexao/20-dicas-de-sucesso-999.html#" style="border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 1px; float: none !important; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;sabedoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e coragem&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Dê às pessoas uma segunda chance&lt;br /&gt;16 Não tome uma decisão quando estiver cansado ou nervoso&lt;br /&gt;17 Respeite todas as coisa vivas, especialmente as indefesas&lt;br /&gt;18 Doe o melhor de si no seu trabalho&lt;br /&gt;19 Seja humilde, principalmente nas vitórias&lt;br /&gt;20 Jamais prive uma pessoa de esperança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: washington&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557208700936837123-4275139017698828899?l=speechless2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/feeds/4275139017698828899/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/20-dicas-para-o-sucesso.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/4275139017698828899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557208700936837123/posts/default/4275139017698828899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless2.blogspot.com/2010/10/20-dicas-para-o-sucesso.html' title='20 dicas para o sucesso'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10511688660786687124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdY5uoUh9DI/TZkYB6hwH7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j12WF9kgvv8/s220/ELE%2BE%2BELA%2BSZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
