tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63486119251801763372024-03-05T00:39:48.917-08:00Diário de GarotaTenho idéias , pensamentos que ninguém pode calarAmanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.comBlogger156125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-61983217392601182192012-02-14T18:01:00.001-08:002012-02-14T18:01:19.832-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOSEUbuTzPPNAI78WOSmFVFBienm03aSuB8HdhQtZaaa8Ra58SbVI-L3lhCyoBATUxdMHRncpyln3ZU2VbOXnH-rM5h2RPBk5avtGooFK3AfiAIZZQ16HdC5ZgugJtsTy4r0f_MQFB1yGK/s1600/tumblr_lopn6bdMrN1qd5nzio1_r1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOSEUbuTzPPNAI78WOSmFVFBienm03aSuB8HdhQtZaaa8Ra58SbVI-L3lhCyoBATUxdMHRncpyln3ZU2VbOXnH-rM5h2RPBk5avtGooFK3AfiAIZZQ16HdC5ZgugJtsTy4r0f_MQFB1yGK/s1600/tumblr_lopn6bdMrN1qd5nzio1_r1_500.jpg" /></a></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-61829467743247667402012-02-11T20:27:00.000-08:002012-02-11T20:27:17.296-08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><b class="markqt" style="background-color: white; color: #2e2e2e; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 90px; line-height: 90px; margin-left: 5px; opacity: 0.1;">“</b></div><div class="qt" style="background-color: white; color: #2e2e2e; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 18px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 45px; margin-top: -95px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px;">Não é o sentimento que se esgota, somos nós que ficamos esgotados de sofrer, ou esgotados de esperar, ou esgotados da mesmice.</div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-40781008681757531682012-01-05T09:33:00.001-08:002012-01-05T09:33:09.856-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikiazkberYdcfSHTD7nfXVQgY_SaotZ-JPI3AiNNgRt4rOpUXGZ1fpGm-OrGvRVF5REnqSegfrdffa8o3bpgAfr-3fkheLYXqzMTEovAoq7A1Isv0pt7MnBMcY1hheeC9G0MI2AiiN-giu/s1600/tumblr_ltwgwtQUF11qkxrvno1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikiazkberYdcfSHTD7nfXVQgY_SaotZ-JPI3AiNNgRt4rOpUXGZ1fpGm-OrGvRVF5REnqSegfrdffa8o3bpgAfr-3fkheLYXqzMTEovAoq7A1Isv0pt7MnBMcY1hheeC9G0MI2AiiN-giu/s1600/tumblr_ltwgwtQUF11qkxrvno1_500.png" /></a></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-23951679594903550842012-01-05T09:29:00.001-08:002012-01-05T09:29:59.958-08:00<span class="quote" style="background-color: #fdfcfc; color: #0a0a0a; font-family: tahoma, helvetica; font-size: 60px; line-height: 14px; margin-left: 0px; margin-top: 20px; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; text-align: justify;">❝</span><br />
<div class="q" style="background-color: #fdfcfc; font-family: tahoma, helvetica; font-size: 16px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 20px; padding-top: 12px; text-align: justify;"><b>Eu só exigia o mínimo das pessoas. O mínimo de atenção, consideração, tolerância, respeito… Mas entendi que embora fosse o mínimo, ainda assim, eu estava exigindo.</b></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-67994107696070867442011-12-25T10:18:00.001-08:002011-12-25T10:18:52.621-08:00<ul style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; width: 450px;"><li style="margin-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b>Ele:</b> Eu sinto tua falta.</span></li>
<li style="margin-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b>Ela:</b> É. Eu sei.</span></li>
<li style="margin-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b>Ele:</b> Só isso?</span></li>
<li style="margin-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b>Ela:</b> Por que eu deveria falar algo mais?</span></li>
<li style="margin-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b>Ele:</b> Por que não deveria falar?</span></li>
<li style="margin-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b>Ela:</b> Porque quando eu mais esperei uma palavra tua ou sequer uma atitude, você me virou as costas.</span></li>
<li style="margin-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b>Ele:</b> Eu fui idiota.</span></li>
<li style="margin-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b>Ela:</b> Eu também fui.</span></li>
<li style="margin-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b>Ele:</b> Por...</span></li>
<li style="margin-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b>Ela:</b> Por acreditar que poderia ter algo de ti além de desprezo. Por tentar tornar o sapo em príncipe.</span></li>
<li style="margin-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b>Ele:</b> Você não acha que eu posso mudar?</span></li>
<li style="margin-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b>Ela:</b> Com toda certeza pode... mas você não quer. E quando tiver vontade de fazer isso, não vai pedir segundas chances, vai atrás por sí só. Mostrar com atitudes e não prometer, porque <a href="http://reedificar.tumblr.com/page/165#" id="_GPLITA_0" in_rurl="http://www.textsrv.com/click?v=QlI6MTI4Nzc6NjM0OnBhbGF2cmFzOmU0NjY0ZDJkYjkxMDgxZDgyMDJlM2MxNmMxNDY2ZDcyOnotMTAzMi0xMDM2ODpyZWVkaWZpY2FyLnR1bWJsci5jb20%3D" style="-webkit-transition-delay: initial; -webkit-transition-duration: 0.3s; -webkit-transition-property: initial; -webkit-transition-timing-function: ease-in; color: #b3b3b3;" title="Powered by Text-Enhance">palavras</a> são só palavras e acredite: elas depois de um tempo não fazem mais efeito.</span></li>
</ul>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-515940509492876312011-12-24T12:34:00.001-08:002011-12-24T12:34:41.115-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1DWsIrD5xU2tXvxiqnxoHUuv8LUUULkvVGN8B5cJyvtdmfz8EYlHsmhgx-7XhbLhGIv4KjERkcBWmicFtSyB7iYV3Pu3kJjfpItAXmApOURYWbpiBArFjtPeD5DCAtsWibHntjzLVHW26/s1600/tumblr_lq1u2tNATd1qdwvpvo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1DWsIrD5xU2tXvxiqnxoHUuv8LUUULkvVGN8B5cJyvtdmfz8EYlHsmhgx-7XhbLhGIv4KjERkcBWmicFtSyB7iYV3Pu3kJjfpItAXmApOURYWbpiBArFjtPeD5DCAtsWibHntjzLVHW26/s1600/tumblr_lq1u2tNATd1qdwvpvo1_500.png" /></a></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-16860717042736325312011-12-24T12:32:00.000-08:002011-12-24T12:32:47.050-08:00<span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /></span><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><i style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 23px; text-align: left;"><b><span style="background-color: #eeeeee; color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Queria ser uma pessoa feliz. Não sofrer por coisas tão pequenas, não me abalar facilmente, amar e ser correspondido, viver rodeado de pessoas que me amam. Mas sou apenas mais um no meio dessa multidão. Mais um que a tristeza tomou conta.</span></b></i></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-25873521242019646932011-12-24T12:20:00.000-08:002011-12-24T12:20:58.235-08:00<div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>NUNCA</strong> <em>acreditem</em> em 3 pessoas: Sagitário, Áries, Peixes. <em>Eles </em></span></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"><em style="font-size: x-large;">são os mais egoístas e mesquinhos.</em></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><br />
</strong></span></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>NUNCA </strong><em>perca </em>3 pessoas: Touro, Cancer, Capricórnio. <em>Eles são os amantes mais sinceros e verdadeiros.</em></span></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><br />
</strong></span></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>NUNCA </strong><em>deixem</em> 3 pessoas: Virgem, Libra, Escorpião. <em>Eles podem manter segredos, amizade, e eles podem ver suas lágrimas.</em><strong><br />
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</strong></span></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>NUNCA</strong> <em>rejeitem</em> 3 pessoas: Leão, Gêmeos, <strong>Aquário</strong>. <em>Eles são verdadeiros, amigos honestos.</em></span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"><strong><span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 16px;"><br />
</span></span></strong></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"><strong><span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 16px;"> <span style="color: #cc0000;">Qual é o teu signo? Câncer </span></span></span></strong></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-6526376339814411892011-12-24T06:30:00.001-08:002011-12-24T06:30:42.058-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIf3TIYXCX6Y6lNBoK0bNnyCRPrWw5i14El0NgE8RsNAahYeKTDQiGfoBAtLbjF_vSCey9WapuPPrB7J_EZgEnd24WeLAhOffkX_D8toOkXCECXE6qE8V5_VUsMP9EbsMXziXd7CW1oFum/s1600/tumblr_lqumh8Gf0y1qjo03wo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIf3TIYXCX6Y6lNBoK0bNnyCRPrWw5i14El0NgE8RsNAahYeKTDQiGfoBAtLbjF_vSCey9WapuPPrB7J_EZgEnd24WeLAhOffkX_D8toOkXCECXE6qE8V5_VUsMP9EbsMXziXd7CW1oFum/s1600/tumblr_lqumh8Gf0y1qjo03wo1_500.png" /></a></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-92075421066477091122011-12-24T03:41:00.001-08:002011-12-24T03:41:59.694-08:00<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><i> Sei lá ... hoje eu acordei Triste ... </i></span></b>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-80432601314474952382011-12-22T23:37:00.001-08:002011-12-22T23:37:43.756-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqTsq49IFo4ISnwmWocPeatLAifuU_5QFxQ_cZjmV4MdpliWd7BugrmmMaWUepUpbYQYnZNxR_FVC3mZWu6avqATrZS7utTvf9SIqEheuq9JrjMXB8Ugj82EaEZYe4kAAPDQyHsgqPgFMg/s1600/tumblr_lt513aX5Bg1qe486go1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqTsq49IFo4ISnwmWocPeatLAifuU_5QFxQ_cZjmV4MdpliWd7BugrmmMaWUepUpbYQYnZNxR_FVC3mZWu6avqATrZS7utTvf9SIqEheuq9JrjMXB8Ugj82EaEZYe4kAAPDQyHsgqPgFMg/s1600/tumblr_lt513aX5Bg1qe486go1_500.jpg" /></a></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-77751199574249097482011-12-22T23:36:00.000-08:002011-12-22T23:36:04.328-08:00<div class="q" style="background-color: white; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: -15px; text-align: left;"><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;"><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="line-height: 23px;">Ah, Deus, me ajuda, por favor. Você não sabe quanto tempo faz que eu tento em vão, todo dia eu me esforço tentando mudar, mas alguma coisa sempre me empurra pra baixo, é verdade, não me deixe só aqui, sem </span></span><a href="http://reedificar.tumblr.com/page/113#" id="_GPLITA_1" in_rurl="http://www.textsrv.com/click?v=QlI6MTM3MzM6NjM0OmFtb3I6YmEwZTlhYTdjODQ4ZDkyMTliZGI3MmNhZmVhMzE5MmM6ei0xMDMyLTEwMzY4OnJlZWRpZmljYXIudHVtYmxyLmNvbQ%3D%3D" style="-webkit-transition-delay: initial; -webkit-transition-duration: 0.3s; -webkit-transition-property: initial; -webkit-transition-timing-function: ease-in; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 23px;" title="Powered by Text-Enhance">amor</a><span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="line-height: 23px;">. Não me deixe, Senhor.</span></span></b></span></div></div><div class="source" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 16px; margin-left: 35px; text-align: left;"> — <strong>Cazuza.</strong></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-14770893785969100382011-12-22T23:21:00.000-08:002011-12-22T23:21:01.112-08:00<div class="q" style="background-color: white; color: #131313; font-size: 16px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: -15px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="q" style="background-color: white; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: -15px; text-align: left;"><i><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #131313;">Eu trocaria absolutamente tudo da minha vida pra viver um </span><a href="http://reedificar.tumblr.com/page/110#" id="_GPLITA_1" in_hdr="null" in_rurl="http://www.textsrv.com/click?v=QlI6MTM3MzM6NjM0OmFtb3I6ZDAxN2M0MjdhNjQ4NzA1NDI3YmNhZDFmZGZmNGNjMDc6ei0xMDMyLTEwMzY4OnJlZWRpZmljYXIudHVtYmxyLmNvbQ%3D%3D" style="-webkit-transition-delay: initial; -webkit-transition-duration: 0.3s; -webkit-transition-property: initial; -webkit-transition-timing-function: ease-in;" title="Powered by Text-Enhance"><span style="color: red;">amor</span></a><span style="color: #131313;"> de verdade. Tô tão cansada e triste.</span></span></i></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-68751680158474117112011-12-22T23:13:00.000-08:002011-12-22T23:13:55.428-08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="quote" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 60px; line-height: 16px; opacity: 0.2; position: relative; text-align: left; top: 20px;">❝</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #131313; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large; font-weight: bold; line-height: 23px; text-align: left;">- Droga</span></div><div class="q" style="background-color: white; color: #131313; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: -15px; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></b></div><div class="q" style="background-color: white; color: #131313; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: -15px; text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"> - O quê?</span></b></div><b><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"> - Eu falando de gostar.</span></b></div><span style="font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"> - E daí?</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"> - E daí que vai acontecer tudo de novo.</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"> - O quê?</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"> - Vou sentir demais, falar demais, escrever demais,você vai embora.</span></b></div></span></b></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-19202635580929582852011-12-22T22:14:00.001-08:002011-12-22T22:14:22.961-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9lhNx2iIkmuyOgYfTpRjo6yl3AUdo161GrHtbJTwLeIhxMeZv3OT_0jhvUa_6tSMoa7AQGzgFtOpfVPXC8plafGBKqrdt-_fj5Cemk37iEVlM97z8SzN59lJMTJSH-7NBTHsTPTq001N5/s1600/tumblr_ls9czd9swl1r3g4tgo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9lhNx2iIkmuyOgYfTpRjo6yl3AUdo161GrHtbJTwLeIhxMeZv3OT_0jhvUa_6tSMoa7AQGzgFtOpfVPXC8plafGBKqrdt-_fj5Cemk37iEVlM97z8SzN59lJMTJSH-7NBTHsTPTq001N5/s1600/tumblr_ls9czd9swl1r3g4tgo1_500.jpg" /></a></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-50800531003362508372011-12-22T21:55:00.001-08:002011-12-22T21:55:52.679-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhhI-6lLAoSdBT_vjuwqIrt3De4onsaOynxKPzOCJNE4toPLzd9DrdE9E-ko26tf02RtEAGzr_kk4gRIvc2kzTHaUvuNSFbMH7PzqlHDCptOV-JbnOPquI4f95X7Ya2NnQVKR6Oo2BWHRc/s1600/tumblr_lttviei8qR1qe0ijfo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhhI-6lLAoSdBT_vjuwqIrt3De4onsaOynxKPzOCJNE4toPLzd9DrdE9E-ko26tf02RtEAGzr_kk4gRIvc2kzTHaUvuNSFbMH7PzqlHDCptOV-JbnOPquI4f95X7Ya2NnQVKR6Oo2BWHRc/s1600/tumblr_lttviei8qR1qe0ijfo1_500.jpg" /></a></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-14685235579997215012011-12-22T21:46:00.000-08:002011-12-22T21:47:17.143-08:00<div style="text-align: left;"></div><div class="q" style="line-height: 23px; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: -15px; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: #e69138; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Na verdade, o meu “se cuida” tem várias outras <a href="http://reedificar.tumblr.com/page/80#" id="_GPLITA_0" in_rurl="http://www.textsrv.com/click?v=QlI6MTI4Nzc6NjM0OmZyYXNlczozNmEzNDg0ZjYwZDE0M2M5MTNhM2Y1ZDM2OWFjN2Q1ZDp6LTEwMzItMTAzNjg6cmVlZGlmaWNhci50dW1ibHIuY29t" style="-webkit-transition-delay: initial; -webkit-transition-duration: 0.3s; -webkit-transition-property: initial; -webkit-transition-timing-function: ease-in;" title="Powered by Text-Enhance">frases</a> subliminares: Por favor, não faça nada de errado. Por favor, tome conta de você, por mim. Eu não suportaria que algo de ruim acontecesse contigo. Não me deixe aflita. Eu te amo.</i></span></b></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-51736267107578007152011-12-22T20:08:00.000-08:002011-12-22T21:05:34.241-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: 60px; line-height: 16px;"><b><br />
</b></span></span></div><div class="q" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: -15px; text-align: left;"><div style="color: #131313; text-align: justify;"><b style="font-size: 16px;">Na verdade eu não tenho muito para lhe <a href="http://reedificar.tumblr.com/page/58#" id="_GPLITA_0" in_rurl="http://www.textsrv.com/click?v=QlI6MTI5NDM6NjM0Om9mZXJlY2VyOmZkNTNlMTkwNGYzOTk3NzdhMzNmYWEzMWQ5NDU2ZmQ3OnotMTAzMi0xMDM2ODpyZWVkaWZpY2FyLnR1bWJsci5jb20%3D" style="-webkit-transition-delay: initial; -webkit-transition-duration: 0.3s; -webkit-transition-property: initial; -webkit-transition-timing-function: ease-in; color: #b3b3b3;" title="Powered by Text-Enhance">oferecer</a>. Não possuo nada de extraordinário, não sou um gênio, não tenho um coração livre de impurezas. Não sou dona da beleza mais magnífica do planeta.Na verdade posso não ter o suficiente para lhe ofertar. Apenas a minha visão sobre o amor e o mundo e as noites. Apenas as minhas mãos suaves e macias e claras. Apenas a minha alma transparente e rosa. Apenas a minha boca cor de maçã e suave. Apenas o que é meu e posso lhe doar, sem pedir nada em troca: </b><b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">Meu amor.</span><span style="color: #131313;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"><b style="color: #131313;">Pode não ser o suficiente mas talvez seja o melhor que há. </b></div></div><div class="source" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-left: 35px; text-align: left;"> </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh86itXA5LlYANmlD87xZ6HGYEZjdmBE759971UyGTCrdmAGFoOhOgvv6gvxu_Lh5_-wWJY8rwjr-nnTnQi4zO61Ayt2LXUbB2-_koeJZeSRtI3tN63jZfNemw0J2RWE1EN0eupff3mKntK/s1600/tumblr_lv0maaWaa41qhg1r3o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh86itXA5LlYANmlD87xZ6HGYEZjdmBE759971UyGTCrdmAGFoOhOgvv6gvxu_Lh5_-wWJY8rwjr-nnTnQi4zO61Ayt2LXUbB2-_koeJZeSRtI3tN63jZfNemw0J2RWE1EN0eupff3mKntK/s1600/tumblr_lv0maaWaa41qhg1r3o1_500.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-69106853605540752692011-12-22T19:22:00.001-08:002011-12-22T19:22:48.867-08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #131313; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 30px; text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">“Meu amor é desses de marcar datas, esperar acontecimentos importantes, usar algo que só eu e a pessoa que eu escolher tenha, ficar em casa e ser mimado, acariciado e amado. Meu amor é desses que se vê nos olhos, se ouve nas palavras que eu digo com sinceridade, e se sente na pele com um carinho de leve na hora que menos se espera que fosse acontecer. Meu amor é desses que só se entende se você realmente quiser dedicar seu tempo a ele. É pedir muito?”</span></b></span> </div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-19900251880529456372011-12-22T09:07:00.001-08:002011-12-22T09:07:22.745-08:00<div class="q" style="background-color: white; color: #131313; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: -15px; text-align: left;"><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>Eu choro muito sozinho, nunca consegui chorar na frente de ninguém. Às vezes, minha mãe brigava comigo, me batia, e eu esperava ela sair para chorar. Sozinho, de noite, tem vezes assim, que ao invés de rezar eu fico chorando.</b></div></div><div class="source" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-left: 35px; text-align: left;">— <strong>Cazuza</strong></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-73941819850177006172011-12-22T08:54:00.000-08:002011-12-22T08:54:11.641-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhnPdtPsZ114Mt7YVnjbeMEr7N9THXHXWkqebuux8RswQMlBtZC0ex5dWxxeQWrSDLabUSgASntOgJ-3Xvn6BtyqhZL5oqRRSIC8ZZ5dFSQctUiYodZ2LFJJ0z5WWL5Rq5PEiqsk6-ElmM/s1600/tumblr_lvyvp2WsWd1r13a09o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhnPdtPsZ114Mt7YVnjbeMEr7N9THXHXWkqebuux8RswQMlBtZC0ex5dWxxeQWrSDLabUSgASntOgJ-3Xvn6BtyqhZL5oqRRSIC8ZZ5dFSQctUiYodZ2LFJJ0z5WWL5Rq5PEiqsk6-ElmM/s1600/tumblr_lvyvp2WsWd1r13a09o1_500.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="q" style="background-color: white; color: #131313; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: -15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">Se eu te pedir baixinho, com carinho, com cuidado, quase como uma prece, pra você cuidar de mim, você cuida? Se eu te falar que nem vou fazer barulho, nem vou dar muito trabalho, que só preciso de algumas <a href="http://reedificar.tumblr.com/page/34#" id="_GPLITA_1" in_rurl="http://www.textsrv.com/click?v=QlI6MTI4Nzc6NjM0OmZyYXNlczozNmEzNDg0ZjYwZDE0M2M5MTNhM2Y1ZDM2OWFjN2Q1ZDp6LTEwMzItMTAzNjg6cmVlZGlmaWNhci50dW1ibHIuY29t" style="-webkit-transition-delay: initial; -webkit-transition-duration: 0.3s; -webkit-transition-property: initial; -webkit-transition-timing-function: ease-in; color: #b3b3b3;" title="Powered by Text-Enhance">frases</a> clichês, de alguns abraços sinceros, você fica? Eu finjo que não sou hipérbole, meu bem, que não sou espinho. Sou só flor, se tu quiseres, se tu ficar.</span></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-73420681019724341422011-12-22T07:24:00.001-08:002011-12-22T07:24:55.604-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6nHJrFAYtGpv40BLWYY2H7apDR1MSLI_dplB-juK-zeEppdCq5DC6T9UOGFGaugJrPIVeisQs0-lVIGlP0SV3XSD-iujJwwZ-eP2_skWaCL1akCiePy-TJrbhxm0Ga7gAiHE2J737HxJm/s1600/tumblr_lvhd6zGkTq1qekg1zo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6nHJrFAYtGpv40BLWYY2H7apDR1MSLI_dplB-juK-zeEppdCq5DC6T9UOGFGaugJrPIVeisQs0-lVIGlP0SV3XSD-iujJwwZ-eP2_skWaCL1akCiePy-TJrbhxm0Ga7gAiHE2J737HxJm/s1600/tumblr_lvhd6zGkTq1qekg1zo1_500.jpg" /></a></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-42705162310664421082011-12-22T07:16:00.000-08:002011-12-22T07:16:51.441-08:00<br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 23px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">Só não me chame de fraca. Você não imagina quantas vezes pedi à mim mesma para parar de chorar, e tive que sair por aí com um sorriso que não era meu.</span></i></b></span>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-67942523530701901262011-12-22T06:36:00.000-08:002011-12-22T06:36:04.772-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguf8lH-Nnh_ehAKfkgJAdmS_qK-lcMbWBD5gcZWZ_sc4VHMDAHBLVXZhx_KNRGJKSBqmxt5s_Tw1gAAHXS2lsDaquEvEOuBFLRHDkF172J-J6NTPoWU5Vvc30PeucdTUogdGqtiN7Gqucc/s1600/tumblr_lw038aQyWF1qd5wxyo1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="130" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguf8lH-Nnh_ehAKfkgJAdmS_qK-lcMbWBD5gcZWZ_sc4VHMDAHBLVXZhx_KNRGJKSBqmxt5s_Tw1gAAHXS2lsDaquEvEOuBFLRHDkF172J-J6NTPoWU5Vvc30PeucdTUogdGqtiN7Gqucc/s400/tumblr_lw038aQyWF1qd5wxyo1_1280.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6348611925180176337.post-56813463130792258702011-12-22T06:33:00.000-08:002011-12-22T06:33:34.172-08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 60px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;">❝</span></div><div class="q" style="margin-left: 20px; margin-top: -15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="line-height: 23px;">Confesso que ando muito cansado, sabe? Mas um cansaço diferente… um cansaço de não querer mais reclamar, de não querer pedir, de não fazer nada, de deixar as coisas acontecerem. Confesso que às vezes me dão umas crises de choro que parecem não parar, um medo e ao mesmo tempo uma certeza de tudo que quero ser, que quero fazer. Confesso que você estava em todos esses meus planos, mas eu sinto que as coisas vão escorrendo entre meus dedos, se derramando, não me pertencendo. Estou realmente cansado. Cansado e cansado de ser mar agitado, de ser tempestade… quero ser mar calmo. Preciso de segurança, de </span><a href="http://reedificar.tumblr.com/page/19#" id="_GPLITA_1" in_rurl="http://www.textsrv.com/click?v=QlI6MTM3MzM6NjM0OmFtb3I6ZDAxN2M0MjdhNjQ4NzA1NDI3YmNhZDFmZGZmNGNjMDc6ei0xMDMyLTEwMzY4OnJlZWRpZmljYXIudHVtYmxyLmNvbQ%3D%3D" style="-webkit-transition-delay: initial; -webkit-transition-duration: 0.3s; -webkit-transition-property: initial; -webkit-transition-timing-function: ease-in; font-size: 16px; line-height: 23px;" title="Powered by Text-Enhance">amor</a><span style="line-height: 23px;">, de compreensão, de atenção, de alguém que sente comigo e fale: “Calma, eu estou com você e vou te proteger! Nós vamos ser fortes juntos, juntos, juntos.” Confesso que preciso de sorrisos, abraços, chocolates, bons filmes, paciência e coisas desse tipo. Confesso, confesso, confesso. Confesso que agora só espero você.</span></b></span></div><div class="source" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-left: 35px; text-align: left;">— <strong>Caio Fernando Abreu</strong></div>Amanda Vieirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08805711015785194317noreply@blogger.com0