<?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-652161354690426455</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:51:24.870-08:00</updated><category term='bichos que amo'/><category term='leo'/><category term='banguela'/><category term='leo eu te amo'/><category term='pra que?'/><category term='nova'/><category term='dostoievski'/><category term='leo amor da minha vida'/><category term='Amigos'/><category term='miti'/><category term='joao'/><category term='amor'/><category term='eu'/><category term='não sei'/><title type='text'>num ápice!</title><subtitle type='html'>Um blog da minha vida</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-92576594419169681</id><published>2008-09-30T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T06:00:12.479-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joao'/><title type='text'>chegou.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SOIitkND4dI/AAAAAAAAAFk/9PQdSODgx-g/s1600-h/S7300191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SOIitkND4dI/AAAAAAAAAFk/9PQdSODgx-g/s400/S7300191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251798281675334098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então chegou a primavera e com ela meu lindo filho faz aniversário... 2 mesinhos, espero que o mundo lhe seja justo, e que não sofra muito, que seja feliz e encontre alguém importante. Assim como eu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-92576594419169681?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/92576594419169681/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=92576594419169681' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/92576594419169681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/92576594419169681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2008/09/chegou.html' title='chegou.'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SOIitkND4dI/AAAAAAAAAFk/9PQdSODgx-g/s72-c/S7300191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-2106478819375787721</id><published>2008-06-27T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:13.287-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amigos'/><title type='text'>Flores pra vcs meus lindos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SGWRuc1hrxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eXpexkXVqhY/s1600-h/flores+roxas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SGWRuc1hrxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eXpexkXVqhY/s400/flores+roxas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216735970579296018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flores e saudades e beijos e obrigados a todos que eu preciso e amo tanto, vcs meus amigos do meu coração!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-2106478819375787721?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/2106478819375787721/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=2106478819375787721' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/2106478819375787721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/2106478819375787721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2008/06/flores-pra-vcs-meus-lindos.html' title='Flores pra vcs meus lindos'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SGWRuc1hrxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eXpexkXVqhY/s72-c/flores+roxas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-607420378202415831</id><published>2008-02-24T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:13.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>meu dia ruim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/R8Hpvum22qI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1sZgxz3YIf4/s1600-h/Miti+em+BH+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/R8Hpvum22qI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1sZgxz3YIf4/s400/Miti+em+BH+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170670853372172962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu sempre venho aqui quando estou mal, mas pra que? pra me livrar dos meus males, mas será que livra? que nada, mas ajuda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-607420378202415831?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/607420378202415831/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=607420378202415831' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/607420378202415831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/607420378202415831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2008/02/meu-dia-ruim.html' title='meu dia ruim'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/R8Hpvum22qI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1sZgxz3YIf4/s72-c/Miti+em+BH+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-6290820289174894873</id><published>2008-02-05T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T16:35:26.999-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><title type='text'>eu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tem certeza mesmo? tem certeza que o tempo não volta? mesmo se eu pedir encarecidamente e lhe explicar que tudo não passou de um engano? Um grande erro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me fala, pensa bem, deve existir um jeito, tem que existir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-6290820289174894873?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/6290820289174894873/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=6290820289174894873' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/6290820289174894873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/6290820289174894873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2008/02/eu.html' title='eu'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-880387451063217120</id><published>2008-02-02T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T13:22:25.410-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miti'/><title type='text'>Mitiisliketheoldtimeslisten:</title><content type='html'>então, nem sei o que dizer, estou tão aflita, me sinto tão estranha e as coisas parecem mentira, meus ossos doem e me sinto tão cansada e tão velha, a raiva toma conta do meu ser, e eu queria que vc estivesse aqui pra olhar nos meus olhos, só pra olhar nos meus olhos, vc é a única que realmente me entende, tenho que asir correndo daqui e apertar sua mão mesmo que seja pela ultima vez, por um minuto que seja e olhar pros seus olhos, então eu sei que você vai me dizer que está tudo bem, e que não é o fim de nada, e só em você eu vou acreditar, me sinto tão só aqui, você não sabe pelo que ando passando... ou talves você saiba, como só você saberia no mundo. misses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-880387451063217120?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/880387451063217120/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=880387451063217120' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/880387451063217120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/880387451063217120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2008/02/mitiisliketheoldtimeslisten.html' title='Mitiisliketheoldtimeslisten:'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-5852987693861124615</id><published>2008-01-14T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T15:08:44.372-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='não sei'/><title type='text'>eu</title><content type='html'>sou como minha joaninha machucada, tombada de lado sem saber o que fazer... sem desespero, só alfição.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-5852987693861124615?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/5852987693861124615/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=5852987693861124615' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/5852987693861124615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/5852987693861124615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2008/01/eu.html' title='eu'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-3786614379616579741</id><published>2008-01-06T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:13.546-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leo eu te amo'/><title type='text'>paremos de brigar.. sejamos livres</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/R4EG0m2y3YI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5PxiFsiZSVc/s1600-h/brigas.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/R4EG0m2y3YI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5PxiFsiZSVc/s400/brigas.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152406949541895554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-3786614379616579741?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/3786614379616579741/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=3786614379616579741' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/3786614379616579741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/3786614379616579741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2008/01/paremos-de-brigar-sejamos-livres.html' title='paremos de brigar.. sejamos livres'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/R4EG0m2y3YI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5PxiFsiZSVc/s72-c/brigas.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-8227632040614581909</id><published>2007-12-04T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T17:04:32.362-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leo'/><title type='text'>tema de lain, virou tema da minha vida em dias atuais.</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;And you don't seem to understand&lt;br /&gt;A shame you seemed an honest man&lt;br /&gt;And all the fears you hold so dear&lt;br /&gt;Will turn to whisper in your ear&lt;br /&gt;And you know what they say might hurt you&lt;br /&gt;And you know that it means so much&lt;br /&gt;And you don't even feel a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am falling, I am fading,&lt;br /&gt;I have lost it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you don't seem the lying kind&lt;br /&gt;A shame that I can read your mind&lt;br /&gt;And all the things that I read there&lt;br /&gt;Candle-lit smile that we both share&lt;br /&gt;And you know I don't mean to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;But you know that it means so much&lt;br /&gt;And you don't even feel a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am falling, I am fading, I am drowning,&lt;br /&gt;Help me to breathe&lt;br /&gt;I am hurting, I have lost it all&lt;br /&gt;I am losing&lt;br /&gt;Help me to breathe&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-8227632040614581909?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/8227632040614581909/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=8227632040614581909' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/8227632040614581909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/8227632040614581909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/12/tema-de-lain-virou-tema-da-minha-vida.html' title='tema de lain, virou tema da minha vida em dias atuais.'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-3233996895383847377</id><published>2007-11-27T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T15:41:37.362-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoje estou pras traças, me sinto jogada e abandonada por todos e principalmente por quem eu amo, sinto medo e raiva de mim, medo não, pavor seria a descrição certa, não há nada que se possa fazer, estou a esperar pelo dia que não chega, mas o que eu espero tanto? o que eu quero que eu ainda não tenha?.............um grito surdo no muro, é pra mim, é isso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-3233996895383847377?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/3233996895383847377/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=3233996895383847377' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/3233996895383847377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/3233996895383847377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/11/hoje-estou-pras-traas-me-sinto-jogada-e.html' title=''/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-9190067708609746376</id><published>2007-11-11T05:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T05:50:38.668-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miti'/><title type='text'>leo e miti!</title><content type='html'>Que dia lindo! seria perfeito se vc estivesse aqui, o sol ilumina dentro do olho dele e posso ver o quão lindo ele é, poderia também ver seus olhos? misses...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-9190067708609746376?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/9190067708609746376/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=9190067708609746376' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/9190067708609746376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/9190067708609746376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/11/leo-e-miti.html' title='leo e miti!'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-2773970902591710440</id><published>2007-11-08T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:13.832-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leo'/><title type='text'>8 de novembro ou seria 666 de novembro?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RzPaw0AhnhI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Jh3qI42hN34/s1600-h/Miti+em+BH+244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RzPaw0AhnhI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Jh3qI42hN34/s400/Miti+em+BH+244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130684932634549778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Olha, e vê se me escuta e entende logo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; a menina que sente demais aqui não quer chorar nem mais uma lágrima,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;essa mesma boba, não quer sofrer por besterinha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nem pensar mal de você hora nenhuma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mas é q coração é bicho burro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que agente fala é pra lá, e quando olha cá está ele,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sofrer, pensar, chorar, e gritar, são funções do coração,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;funções do meu coração,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que não para de amar você nem por um instante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-2773970902591710440?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/2773970902591710440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=2773970902591710440' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/2773970902591710440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/2773970902591710440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/11/9-de-novembro-ou-seria-666-de-novembro.html' title='8 de novembro ou seria 666 de novembro?'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RzPaw0AhnhI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Jh3qI42hN34/s72-c/Miti+em+BH+244.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-8538245343697717423</id><published>2007-11-05T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:14.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eu te amo muito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-4483779121217428252</id><published>2007-11-01T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:14.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quem dera eu não ter um coração hoje...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RypXjV4XjcI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fAfuJwOYtQg/s1600-h/nati+e+leo+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RypXjV4XjcI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fAfuJwOYtQg/s400/nati+e+leo+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128007390395338178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt;it's so easy to forget&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt;refracted, distracted, replaced by bigger ones&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt;a special gift to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-4483779121217428252?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/4483779121217428252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=4483779121217428252' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/4483779121217428252'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miti'/><title type='text'>every thing is about.. this</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;A Captive Audience - The Velvet Teen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna make it go away, like it never happened&lt;br /&gt;like the author ran out of ink, before you got to me&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter, you have your answer&lt;br /&gt;my breath upon yer hand&lt;br /&gt;my breath upon yer hand&lt;br /&gt;cos we're never far from another life&lt;br /&gt;but i never wanted to make you spend the night&lt;br /&gt;with yer loneliest thoughts&lt;br /&gt;will you come around this time&lt;br /&gt;will i be left here&lt;br /&gt;ooh, love&lt;br /&gt;when so proudly we fail and all the optimists sing&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, we'll be that far"&lt;br /&gt;when we'll be that far behind&lt;br /&gt;it's the drug distraction&lt;br /&gt;they'll scream when i kick&lt;br /&gt;but for every moment that i get too close&lt;br /&gt;to the faceless void from which i stumbled&lt;br /&gt;it's only because my heart swells over&lt;br /&gt;and i misinterpret it, i dwell on my failures&lt;br /&gt;cos i had parents who taught me to love&lt;br /&gt;yeah, love was something&lt;br /&gt;they never knew&lt;br /&gt;they never cared about you anyway&lt;br /&gt;a hope vicarious, a captive audience&lt;br /&gt;even the people that you call your friends&lt;br /&gt;can fuck you over in the subtlest ways&lt;br /&gt;it'll be your comfort that you're always alone&lt;br /&gt;they never cared about you anyway&lt;br /&gt;they never cared&lt;br /&gt;they never care so much&lt;br /&gt;as when you've lost your way&lt;br /&gt;fire and brimstone where they lay me&lt;br /&gt;heaven help us for a way to get out of here&lt;br /&gt;ooh, love&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-7639386745004410950</id><published>2007-10-26T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T18:33:25.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leo'/><title type='text'>não quero olhar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;A última carta de amor, não quer chorar a perda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;A última carta de amor não quer derramar mais lágrimas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;A última carta de amor não quer deixar saudades e nem aumentar a dor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;A última carta de amor não quer ser lida com lágrimas que caem e rasgam o papel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;A última carta de amor não quer um monte de coisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;A carta de amor é apenas uma carta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Que não pode fazer nada, e nem apagar os sentimentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;A carta é apenas uma válvula de escape de uma pessoa que procura abrigo na terrível sensação de impotência, diante de um amor perdido...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;so-li-dão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-7639386745004410950?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/7639386745004410950/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=7639386745004410950' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/7639386745004410950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/7639386745004410950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-quero-olhar.html' title='não quero olhar'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-5152889411065933075</id><published>2007-10-25T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:14.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O silêncio é, às vezes, mais eloquente que os discursos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RyBoul4XjaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3iEqWNpvoNg/s1600-h/nati+e+miti+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RyBoul4XjaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3iEqWNpvoNg/s400/nati+e+miti+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125211525599432098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RyBou14XjbI/AAAAAAAAAEI/GWUvoFhV4J0/s1600-h/nati+e+miti+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RyBou14XjbI/AAAAAAAAAEI/GWUvoFhV4J0/s400/nati+e+miti+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125211529894399410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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discursos.'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RyBoul4XjaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3iEqWNpvoNg/s72-c/nati+e+miti+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-3597442728765188324</id><published>2007-09-23T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:14.933-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miti'/><title type='text'>domingo 23 de setembro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/Rvcs4-LdB6I/AAAAAAAAADA/601peokm26s/s1600-h/bugan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/Rvcs4-LdB6I/AAAAAAAAADA/601peokm26s/s400/bugan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113605259177822114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;já não me lembro se foi meu amigo ou amiga que me disse hoje que o dia estava muito bom, mas só tenho que concordar mesmo, e eu nunca vou me esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;Só seria melhor se você estivesse com agente miti.&lt;br /&gt;( foto e frase, inicio e fim do dia de hoje)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-3597442728765188324?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/Rvcs4-LdB6I/AAAAAAAAADA/601peokm26s/s72-c/bugan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-7205963044740294524</id><published>2007-09-20T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:15.069-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leo amor da minha vida'/><title type='text'>sóvocêpode</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RvMy2-LdB5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/XUzoextf0qk/s1600-h/nati+e+leo+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RvMy2-LdB5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/XUzoextf0qk/s400/nati+e+leo+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112485921981007762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:15;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;"&gt;Todos esses acidentes&lt;br /&gt;Que estão acontecendo&lt;br /&gt;Seguindo o ponto&lt;br /&gt;Coincidência&lt;br /&gt;Faz sentido&lt;br /&gt;Só com você&lt;br /&gt;Você não tem que falar,&lt;br /&gt;Eu sinto&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que ninguém vê,&lt;br /&gt;Você vê&lt;br /&gt;O que há dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;Cada nervo machucado&lt;br /&gt;Você cura&lt;br /&gt;Profundamente&lt;br /&gt;Você não tem que falar,................&lt;br /&gt;Eu sinto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:15;"  &gt;Björk - Jóga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-7205963044740294524?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/7205963044740294524/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=7205963044740294524' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/7205963044740294524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/7205963044740294524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/09/svocpode.html' title='sóvocêpode'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RvMy2-LdB5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/XUzoextf0qk/s72-c/nati+e+leo+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-7603904911513829436</id><published>2007-09-11T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T19:50:23.170-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leo'/><title type='text'>queira estar bem como eu preciso</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;...E eu sei que você está sob mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mas eu devo confessar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;O que há na minha cabeça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Para mim, você é a luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;De uma lâmpada que quebra às vezes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;E o calor suave por dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;É lançado na minha vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;E isso me sufoca em chamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Que tocam e queimam meu rosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Enquanto a fumaça alcança o céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Saiba que eu estou queimando esta noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Saiba que eu queimarei por você esta noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-7603904911513829436?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/7603904911513829436/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=7603904911513829436' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/7603904911513829436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/7603904911513829436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/09/queira-estar-bem-como-eu-preciso.html' title='queira estar bem como eu preciso'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-3006208673499780546</id><published>2007-09-10T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:15.236-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miti'/><title type='text'>vocêmefazfalta.volta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RuX9At1T90I/AAAAAAAAACs/FJTkLHv0qFA/s1600-h/Miti+e+Nati+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RuX9At1T90I/AAAAAAAAACs/FJTkLHv0qFA/s320/Miti+e+Nati+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108767541066725186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Century Schoolbook;" &gt;Há momentos em que fica tudo tranqüilo demais, especialmente tarde da noite ou pela manhã cedinho. É aí que se sabe que falta algo na sua vida. Você fica sabendo, só isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Schoolbook;"&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/652161354690426455-3006208673499780546?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/3006208673499780546/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=3006208673499780546' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/3006208673499780546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/3006208673499780546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/09/vocmefazfaltavolta.html' title='vocêmefazfalta.volta.'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RuX9At1T90I/AAAAAAAAACs/FJTkLHv0qFA/s72-c/Miti+e+Nati+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-2643229538830719928</id><published>2007-09-05T19:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:15.542-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leo'/><title type='text'>o primeiro de tantos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/Rt9o7d1T9yI/AAAAAAAAACg/IyQH3wD1u-k/s1600-h/heartDiagram.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/Rt9o7d1T9yI/AAAAAAAAACg/IyQH3wD1u-k/s320/heartDiagram.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106915873291237154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 15px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cat Power - Sea Of Love (tradução)&lt;/b&gt;         &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Venha comigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Meu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Para o mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;O mar de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Eu quero te dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;O quanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Eu te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Você lembra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Quando nos encontramos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Foi o dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Em que eu soube que você era meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Eu quero te dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;O quanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Eu te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Venha comigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Meu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Para o mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;O mar de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Eu quero te dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;O quanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Eu te amo Leo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-2643229538830719928?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/2643229538830719928/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=2643229538830719928' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/2643229538830719928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/2643229538830719928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/09/o-primeiro-de-tantos.html' title='o primeiro de tantos.'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/Rt9o7d1T9yI/AAAAAAAAACg/IyQH3wD1u-k/s72-c/heartDiagram.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-536782269250965885</id><published>2007-09-05T19:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T19:33:12.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-536782269250965885?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/536782269250965885/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=536782269250965885' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/536782269250965885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/536782269250965885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/09/5.html' title='5'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-2570006907437232534</id><published>2007-09-04T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:15.704-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miti'/><title type='text'>mitithissongisforyou.listen.isjustlikeus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/Rt4Jgt1T9xI/AAAAAAAAACY/QlXKqcylZxE/s1600-h/bjork2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/Rt4Jgt1T9xI/AAAAAAAAACY/QlXKqcylZxE/s400/bjork2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106529485148387090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 15px; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Björk - COME TO ME&lt;/b&gt;         &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Come to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'll take care of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Protect you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Calm, calm down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;You're exhausted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Come lie down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;You don't have to explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;You know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;That I adore you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;You know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;That I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;So don't make me say it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;It would burst the bubble &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Break the charm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Jump off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Your building's on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'll catch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'll catch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Destroy all that is keeping you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;And then I'll nurse you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'll nurse you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Come to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'll take care of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;You don't have to explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;...tradução&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Me procure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Eu cuidarei de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Te protegerei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Calma, acalme-se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Você está exausto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Venha se deitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Você não precisa explicar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Eu entendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Você sabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Que eu te adoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Você sabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Que eu te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Então não me faça dizer isso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Estouraria a bolha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Quebraria o charme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Pule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Seu prédio está pegando fogo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Eu te apanharei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Eu te apanharei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Destrua tudo o que está te deixando para baixo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;E, então, eu cuidarei de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Eu cuidarei de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Me procure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Eu cuidarei de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Você não precisa explicar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Eu entendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-2570006907437232534?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/2570006907437232534/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=2570006907437232534' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/2570006907437232534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/2570006907437232534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/09/mitithissongisforyoulistenisjustlikeus.html' title='mitithissongisforyou.listen.isjustlikeus'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/Rt4Jgt1T9xI/AAAAAAAAACY/QlXKqcylZxE/s72-c/bjork2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-4346446721044308662</id><published>2007-08-31T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T19:29:04.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miti'/><title type='text'>noel rosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;         Felicidade, felicidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Minha amizade foi-se embora com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Se ela vier e te trouxer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Que bom, felicidade que vai ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Trago no peito o sinal de uma saudade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Cicatriz dessa amizade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Que com o tempo vi morrer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Eu fico triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Quando vejo alguém contente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Tenho inveja dessa gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Que não sabe o que é sofrer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&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/652161354690426455-4346446721044308662?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/4346446721044308662/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=4346446721044308662' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/4346446721044308662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/4346446721044308662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/08/noel-rosa.html' title='noel rosa'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-2445065467803012383</id><published>2007-08-25T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T16:38:54.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>miti. miriane. miti. mitiane. miti. volta?</title><content type='html'>há uma coisa que nos separa da mera condição de existir como seres que simplesmente existem porque são vistas, há uma coisa que nos dá a qualidade de ´humanos´ -  e essa coisa é uma coceirinha no nariz, uma ardência boa no pulmão... é você dentro de mim.&lt;br /&gt;- miti fala sobre amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-2445065467803012383?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/2445065467803012383/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=2445065467803012383' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/2445065467803012383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/2445065467803012383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/08/miti-miriane-miti-mitiane-miti-volta.html' title='miti. miriane. miti. mitiane. miti. volta?'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-5440655636163677800</id><published>2007-08-24T15:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:15.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><title type='text'>e do que  vive, se não de música?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="font-size: 15px; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sunny Day Real Estate - Sometimes&lt;/b&gt;         &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/Rs9iWd1T9wI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-dvFsi2Z5As/s1600-h/o+ultimo+cd+229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 155px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/Rs9iWd1T9wI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-dvFsi2Z5As/s320/o+ultimo+cd+229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102405040938940162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I Can't Lay Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My Past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm Too Blind To See&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You Laughing At Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Although You Hit Me Hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I Come Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Some-Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You Drag Me On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No Words To Explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Altough You Through Away My Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;From Your Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I Have To Try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Altough My Heart Is Bruised by Your Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Away Now Take Me Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Away Right Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-5440655636163677800?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/5440655636163677800/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=5440655636163677800' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/5440655636163677800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/5440655636163677800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/08/e-do-que-vive-algum-se-no-de-msica.html' title='e do que  vive, se não de música?'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/Rs9iWd1T9wI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-dvFsi2Z5As/s72-c/o+ultimo+cd+229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-865792319955274546</id><published>2007-08-15T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:17.399-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leo'/><title type='text'>Tristeza nunca mais</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RsO-491T9vI/AAAAAAAAACI/O7-lBmD6ZeY/s1600-h/o+ultimo+cd+322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RsO-491T9vI/AAAAAAAAACI/O7-lBmD6ZeY/s320/o+ultimo+cd+322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099129088993654514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RsO9Mt1T9uI/AAAAAAAAACA/_EOMJ9rYY1w/s1600-h/essaaaaaaaaa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RsO9Mt1T9uI/AAAAAAAAACA/_EOMJ9rYY1w/s200/essaaaaaaaaa.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099127229272815330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RsO83t1T9tI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Mn5uvrtSZwg/s1600-h/essaaaaaaaaa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RsO83t1T9tI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Mn5uvrtSZwg/s320/essaaaaaaaaa.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099126868495562450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RsO8id1T9sI/AAAAAAAAABw/dBwz44MZrTY/s1600-h/essaaaaaaaaa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RsO8id1T9sI/AAAAAAAAABw/dBwz44MZrTY/s400/essaaaaaaaaa.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099126503423342274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RsO72N1T9rI/AAAAAAAAABo/RmXFsHj56qE/s1600-h/essaaaaaaaaa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RsO72N1T9rI/AAAAAAAAABo/RmXFsHj56qE/s400/essaaaaaaaaa.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099125743214130866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;mas a briga, essa é a dor, palavras deferidas ao nada, a sua escuridão em meio a clareza dos meus fatos. Procuro te enteder em cada suspiro largado ao ar, mas mesmo assim, sinto te perder um pouco a cada piscada de olhos que dou. Nós sabemos porque estamos aqui, não foi coincidência, a corrosão estomacal e a batida sangrenta descompassada do coração soou como um estrondo, por isso estou aqui, e que sou sua, e só sua, em tão pouco tempo o sentimento me tomou como um temperamento virótico, e não foi com a respiração contida que não tremula a chama da vela, foi com ofego de quem tenta entender o motivo "que explique a minha paz" ao te ver comigo.eu te amo leo.&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/652161354690426455-865792319955274546?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/865792319955274546/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=865792319955274546' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/865792319955274546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/865792319955274546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/08/tristeza-nunca-mais.html' title='Tristeza nunca mais'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RsO-491T9vI/AAAAAAAAACI/O7-lBmD6ZeY/s72-c/o+ultimo+cd+322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-2683543902476638771</id><published>2007-08-12T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:17.584-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leo'/><title type='text'>Song to say goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/Rr-4BWQ0ImI/AAAAAAAAABA/I3A8Sh8fdlY/s1600-h/placebo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/Rr-4BWQ0ImI/AAAAAAAAABA/I3A8Sh8fdlY/s400/placebo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097995636502176354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que eu não quero agora é te dizer adeus, pois você acaba de chegar e me encara com olhos de menino, mas se está empenhado em escutar, então escuta-te:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song To Say Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é um dos erros de Deus&lt;br /&gt;Você chorando, desperdício trágico da pele&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou bem ciente de como age&lt;br /&gt;E você ainda não me deixará entrar&lt;br /&gt;Agora eu estou quebrando sua porta&lt;br /&gt;Para tentar e salvar sua cara inchada,&lt;br /&gt;embora eu não goste mais de você&lt;br /&gt;Agora você está mentindo, tentando desperdiçar o&lt;br /&gt;espaço  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu oh meu&lt;br /&gt;Uma canção para dizer adeus&lt;br /&gt;Uma canção para dizer adeus&lt;br /&gt;Uma canção para dizer&lt;br /&gt;Antes de nossa inocêcia ser perdida&lt;br /&gt;Você era sempre um daqueles&lt;br /&gt;que abençoou com os 7 afortunados&lt;br /&gt;E a voz que me fez chorar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você era filho da mãe natureza&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que eu poderia me relacionar&lt;br /&gt;Você é agulha e seus danos feitos remanescem uma&lt;br /&gt;torção classificada do fate&lt;br /&gt;Agora eu estou tentando acordá-lo&lt;br /&gt;Para puxá-lo do céu líquido&lt;br /&gt;Por que se eu não, nós vamos ambos terminar&lt;br /&gt;com apenas suas canções que dizem adeus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu oh meu&lt;br /&gt;Uma canção para dizer adeus&lt;br /&gt;Uma canção para dizer adeus&lt;br /&gt;Uma canção para dizer&lt;br /&gt;Antes de nossa inocêcia ser perdida&lt;br /&gt;Você era sempre um daqueles&lt;br /&gt;que abençoou com os 7 afortunados&lt;br /&gt;E a voz que me fez chorar &lt;br /&gt;É uma canção pata dizer adeus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Placebo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-2683543902476638771?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/2683543902476638771/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=2683543902476638771' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/2683543902476638771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/2683543902476638771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/08/song-to-say-goodbye.html' title='Song to say goodbye'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/Rr-4BWQ0ImI/AAAAAAAAABA/I3A8Sh8fdlY/s72-c/placebo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-4145168234298282740</id><published>2007-08-06T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:17.913-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nova'/><title type='text'>clouds or dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RrfOnQ-9YUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9627-t4XHcI/s1600-h/essa+clouds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RrfOnQ-9YUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9627-t4XHcI/s400/essa+clouds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095768677362262338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é assim mesmo, a sensação do sol batendo no seu rosto e você sentindo que ele entra no seu corpo, mesmo que seja no coração. a minha inquietação do momento dilacera o meu celeste brilho nos olhos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-4145168234298282740?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/4145168234298282740/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=4145168234298282740' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/4145168234298282740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/4145168234298282740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/08/clouds-or-dream.html' title='clouds or dream'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RrfOnQ-9YUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9627-t4XHcI/s72-c/essa+clouds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-1329634869355218621</id><published>2007-06-30T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:18.188-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bichos que amo'/><title type='text'>olhos negros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RodCGnntUQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ltb0XUSvy8w/s1600-h/AvestruzG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RodCGnntUQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ltb0XUSvy8w/s400/AvestruzG.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082103385993072898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;...sempre achei que a pessoa que é capaz de matar um animal tão lindo, tem a mesma capacidade de matar sua própria mãe, matar animais é desumano, e se for humano, me recuso a ser mais um.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/652161354690426455-1329634869355218621?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/1329634869355218621/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=1329634869355218621' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/1329634869355218621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/1329634869355218621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/06/olhos-negros.html' title='olhos negros'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RodCGnntUQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ltb0XUSvy8w/s72-c/AvestruzG.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-2692213771344288185</id><published>2007-06-28T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:18.615-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banguela'/><title type='text'>a banguela que arrastava os homens para o banheiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RoR53nntUPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/hB_WgJBmmQM/s1600-h/o+ultimo+cd+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RoR53nntUPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/hB_WgJBmmQM/s400/o+ultimo+cd+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081320276016058610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ele estava totalmente nú e ainda desacordado, e eu não conseguia tirar meus olhos daquela linda face, tão doente, mas que me atraía intrinsicamente. - estou perdida, pensei eu, porque fiz denovo? outro homem preso nesse banheiro, agora já são seis...melhor começar a cozinhar, assim como a tempo... mas como irei mastigar se já não tenho meus dentes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-2692213771344288185?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/2692213771344288185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=2692213771344288185' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/2692213771344288185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/2692213771344288185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/06/banguela-que-arrastava-os-homens-para-o.html' title='a banguela que arrastava os homens para o banheiro'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RoR53nntUPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/hB_WgJBmmQM/s72-c/o+ultimo+cd+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-6013304460533552171</id><published>2007-06-26T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:18.853-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pra que?'/><title type='text'>nossa..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RoHXZXntUOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iUt35hyfIl0/s1600-h/o+ultimo+cd+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RoHXZXntUOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iUt35hyfIl0/s400/o+ultimo+cd+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080578685487894754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;eu sou capaz das piores coisas, mais esquizofrênicas e cruéis, para comigo mesma, e tudo por nada, estou com uma mistura tão desagradável de sentimentos e vivências que me sinto um lixo, mas talvés essa é a chance que eu não tive ou não quis ter de me procurar por aí e descobrir porque alguém pode ser tão ruim pra si próprio, então nati: conhece-te a ti mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/652161354690426455-6013304460533552171?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/6013304460533552171/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=6013304460533552171' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/6013304460533552171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/6013304460533552171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/06/nossa.html' title='nossa..'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RoHXZXntUOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iUt35hyfIl0/s72-c/o+ultimo+cd+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-652161354690426455.post-6259567711100599744</id><published>2007-06-25T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:45:19.204-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dostoievski'/><title type='text'>Ou, então...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RoBmENUH8FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3jCgjiY18Mw/s1600-h/o+ultimo+cd+320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RoBmENUH8FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3jCgjiY18Mw/s400/o+ultimo+cd+320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080172602153496658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;e um raio de sol que surgira subtamente por detrás de uma nuvem carregada de chuva escondera-se de novo atrás dela, e tudo pareceu escurecer novamente diante dos meus olhos; ou talvez que diante de mim tenha num ápice perpassado, desagradável e triste, toda a perspectiva do meu futuro e eu me tenha visto, exactamente como sou hoje, quinze anos depois, envelhecido, no mesmo quarto...&lt;/span&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/652161354690426455-6259567711100599744?l=numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/feeds/6259567711100599744/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=652161354690426455&amp;postID=6259567711100599744' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/6259567711100599744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/652161354690426455/posts/default/6259567711100599744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numpiceperpassadodesagradveletriste.blogspot.com/2007/06/ou-ento.html' title='Ou, então...'/><author><name>estúdio extras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/SorO8iE7jxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vzS37ld6-bc/S220/Miti+em+BH+018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eL5EW1WtMk/RoBmENUH8FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3jCgjiY18Mw/s72-c/o+ultimo+cd+320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
