<?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-3677482597187150186</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:09:14.682-08:00</updated><category term='quinhaq eu'/><title type='text'>Esquina da Ilusão</title><subtitle type='html'>Angels Call Your Name que agora é Esquina da Ilusão</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>270</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-2434188298626265715</id><published>2011-01-02T12:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T12:27:43.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Enfim, viramos gatos. Depois de muito tempo.&lt;br /&gt;E foi tão bom que até estou com medo. Muito por sinal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-2434188298626265715?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/2434188298626265715/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=2434188298626265715' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2434188298626265715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2434188298626265715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2011/01/enfim-viramos-gatos.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-7257801948380788057</id><published>2010-11-11T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T12:14:22.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's all false love and affection,&lt;br /&gt;You don't want me, you just like the attention&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's all false love and affection,&lt;br /&gt;You don't like me, you just want the attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not your toy&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;this isn't another girl-meets-boy&lt;br /&gt;I'm not your toy;&lt;br /&gt;this isn't another girl-meets-boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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choramingando tipo "volta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;comigoo&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tipo, se a intenção dela era me ver indo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;atrás&lt;/span&gt; dela, querendo voltar, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ahá&lt;/span&gt; coitada. Se tem uma coisa que não faço mesmo, é ficar de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nheconheco&lt;/span&gt; correndo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;atrás&lt;/span&gt; de gente que não ta nem ai. Não faço mesmo! Se estava apenas querendo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;confete&lt;/span&gt;, amiga, ta fazendo as coisas de um jeito muito errado comigo. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-3198317806969776626?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/3198317806969776626/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=3198317806969776626' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3198317806969776626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3198317806969776626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-bom-de-ser-escorpiao-e-que-quando.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-750550307415722890</id><published>2010-10-18T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T07:19:45.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Então eu senti que aquele "Boa noite, durma bem... Te amo" não foi de coração. Da parte dela, claro.&lt;br /&gt;Naquele dia ela estava estranha, o que não era raro. Sendo assim, meio que automático, fiquei diferente também. Não permanentemente, mas sim naquele momento.&lt;br /&gt;Afinal, de que adianta uma pessoa estranha e a outra super bem. Tenho que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;corresponder&lt;/span&gt;. Ficar na mesma 'sintonia'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você está estranha, então ficarei mais de boa, mais sensata. Sem brigar, apenas com menos '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;melação&lt;/span&gt;' como antes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ai então, ela me diz que estou estranha, pra jogar limpo com ela. Acontece que eu só estava na mesma sintonia que ela. Não estava brava nem nada. Havia estado brava na noite anterior, mas passou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E então a gente se acertou, mascarou o fato na verdade. E ela disse que ia dormir e se despediu. Mas não senti toda sinceridade de antes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-750550307415722890?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/750550307415722890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=750550307415722890' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/750550307415722890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/750550307415722890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/10/entao-eu-senti-que-aquele-boa-noite.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-6604203466350305404</id><published>2010-08-26T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T18:58:50.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E então ela me disse: "eu casaria com você"&lt;br /&gt;E se despediu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in another life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que iremos virar gatos nessa vida ainda? Ou na outra vida?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-6604203466350305404?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/6604203466350305404/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=6604203466350305404' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6604203466350305404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6604203466350305404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/08/e-entao-ela-me-disse-eu-casaria-com.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-9069794578141605078</id><published>2010-08-25T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T16:24:32.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Coisa de novela sabe.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you in another life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-9069794578141605078?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/9069794578141605078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=9069794578141605078' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/9069794578141605078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/9069794578141605078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/08/coisa-de-novela-sabe.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-3222842183710401056</id><published>2010-08-24T10:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T10:05:40.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Considerações do dia:&lt;br /&gt;- discussões me cansam, muito!&lt;br /&gt;- coicidência me faz acreditar, pelo menos um pouco, em destino&lt;br /&gt;- muitas coicidências envolvendo uma só pessoa, me assusta&lt;br /&gt;- see you in another life when we are both cats&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-3222842183710401056?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/3222842183710401056/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=3222842183710401056' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3222842183710401056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3222842183710401056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/08/consideracoes-do-dia-discussoes-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-5270248551931809540</id><published>2010-07-20T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T12:43:54.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha blog mais depre.&lt;br /&gt;Não sou assim, juro! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considerações do dia:&lt;br /&gt;1- to empolgada&lt;br /&gt;2- to numa época boa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-5270248551931809540?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/5270248551931809540/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=5270248551931809540' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/5270248551931809540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/5270248551931809540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/07/haha-blog-mais-depre.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-47933994815267781</id><published>2010-07-01T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T09:07:00.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Parece novela sabe. Quando você deixa de pensar em uma pessoa, não por vontade própria, mas por necessidade. Aí você passa a se acostumar a ficar sem a pessoa.... Aí DO NADA ela volta a falar com você, e ainda por cima cheia de graça! E eu mereço isso? Diiizzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-47933994815267781?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/47933994815267781/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=47933994815267781' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/47933994815267781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/47933994815267781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/07/parece-novela-sabe.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-5358438617421172008</id><published>2010-06-29T15:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T15:07:23.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Porque eu só gosto das pessoas erradas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-5358438617421172008?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/5358438617421172008/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=5358438617421172008' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/5358438617421172008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/5358438617421172008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/06/porque-eu-so-gosto-das-pessoas-erradas.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-4295422645516973641</id><published>2010-06-24T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T06:19:26.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chega de céu azul&lt;br /&gt;Chega de borboletas&lt;br /&gt;Chega de se enganar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-4295422645516973641?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/4295422645516973641/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=4295422645516973641' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4295422645516973641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4295422645516973641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/06/chega-de-ceu-azul-chega-de-borboletas.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-9174447069557861212</id><published>2010-06-06T13:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T13:51:09.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As vezes a vida me surpreende. Aliás, as pessoas me surpreendem.&lt;br /&gt;Esse mundo é tão pequeno.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine só. Tem uma pessoa que você conheceu, e você gosta muito de conversar com ela. Aí um dia vocês ficaram. Mas a gente se dá tão bem, que a gente mais conversa que fica, sabe?&lt;br /&gt;Não é uma coisa carnal, mas sim, a gente se dá bem.&lt;br /&gt;Aí um dia você pensa "ah eu poderia 'investir' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;né&lt;/span&gt;, afinal, me dou tão bem com essa pessoa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Maaaas&lt;/span&gt; você se depara com alguns &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scraps&lt;/span&gt; da sua EX no orkut da outra pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;Aí você desconfia que há algo entre as duas, o que supostamente iria ferrar com o que eu pensei anteriormente.&lt;br /&gt;Então descubro que as duas estão namorando. :o&lt;br /&gt;Choquei.... Enfim, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;queridinha&lt;/span&gt;, acho bom eu esquecer o que tinha pensado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-9174447069557861212?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/9174447069557861212/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=9174447069557861212' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/9174447069557861212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/9174447069557861212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/06/as-vezes-vida-me-surpreende.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-3401379509494238395</id><published>2010-06-04T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T14:47:52.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sabe uma coisa que andei prestando atenção, e realmente acontece muito?&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas somem ao invés de "dar o fora" ou "dar toco"&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém gosta de dar fora, muito menos levar&lt;br /&gt;Mas, pensando bem, o que é pior?&lt;br /&gt;Levar um fora, ou ficar na dúvida se levou fora ou não?&lt;br /&gt;Porque quer dizer, a pessoa some da tua vida, não dá mais nenhuma satisfação&lt;br /&gt;Não te procura mais, nem lembra mais da tua existência&lt;br /&gt;E ai você pensa "oh shit, o que fiz de errado?" "porque ela sumiu"&lt;br /&gt;Tudo bem que depois de um tempo, você vai se tocar que isso foi um fora&lt;br /&gt;Mas poooxa, o que custa dar um fora? É tão mais prático&lt;br /&gt;Não deixa dúvidas...&lt;br /&gt;Ai você não precisa mais ficar se matando por dentro pensando no que aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;Aposto que já aconteceu isso com você, que está lendo este blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-3401379509494238395?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/3401379509494238395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=3401379509494238395' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3401379509494238395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3401379509494238395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/06/sabe-uma-coisa-que-andei-prestando.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-919545877991162077</id><published>2010-05-22T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T06:15:31.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>É sempre a mesma história&lt;br /&gt;Só mudam as pessoas&lt;br /&gt;Será que já cansei?&lt;br /&gt;O filme é o mesmo, só mudam os atores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciso me focar&lt;br /&gt;Preciso perceber&lt;br /&gt;E ir atrás de que vem atrás&lt;br /&gt;Dar valor às pessoas certas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-919545877991162077?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/919545877991162077/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=919545877991162077' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/919545877991162077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/919545877991162077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-sempre-mesma-historia-so-mudam-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-5321760315301633625</id><published>2010-04-13T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T17:27:23.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Odeio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"E quando eu não te vejo&lt;br /&gt;eu penso em você&lt;br /&gt;desde ao amanhecer,&lt;br /&gt;até quando eu me deito"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-5321760315301633625?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/5321760315301633625/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=5321760315301633625' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/5321760315301633625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/5321760315301633625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/04/odeio-gostar-de-alguem-fico-tonta-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-3599209568336011667</id><published>2010-04-08T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T14:32:49.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Como sempre, uma nova temporada&lt;br /&gt;Depois de um dia, sempre haverá outro&lt;br /&gt;E não adianta ficarmos choramingando por alguém&lt;br /&gt;Isso passa, sempre passa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podemos até ficar tristes&lt;br /&gt;Mas não se dê ao trabalho de ficar na fossa por muito tempo&lt;br /&gt;Porque? Porque sempre passa&lt;br /&gt;Mais tempo, menos tempo, é sempre assim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu aprendi a lidar com isso&lt;br /&gt;Se está enchendo o saco&lt;br /&gt;Eu mando a merda&lt;br /&gt;E sigo em frente, passo para outra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa é a fórmula perfeita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-3599209568336011667?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/3599209568336011667/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=3599209568336011667' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3599209568336011667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3599209568336011667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/04/como-sempre-uma-nova-temporada-depois.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-1946620195772102212</id><published>2010-02-27T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T05:32:38.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu sou preocupada demais?&lt;br /&gt;Ah é? Tem certeza?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então você vai conhecer a minha &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;despreocupação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois não reclame do que vai encontrar e se deparar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já botei em prática essa semana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-1946620195772102212?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/1946620195772102212/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=1946620195772102212' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/1946620195772102212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/1946620195772102212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/02/eu-sou-preocupada-demais-ah-e-tem.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-1059521882363802992</id><published>2010-02-22T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:11:31.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You sit and you stare and you wait and you wonder&lt;br /&gt;You think "Maybe it's me and I'm being a fool."&lt;br /&gt;You start to believe it's a curse that you're under&lt;br /&gt;And you're just a doll for a girl who is cruelWith a pin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me out,&lt;br /&gt;Or let me in&lt;br /&gt;And tell me how&lt;br /&gt;We can win.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I really wanna know now,&lt;br /&gt;Before I begin&lt;br /&gt;To let you go.&lt;br /&gt;So let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be wandering hungry and homeless&lt;br /&gt;Than here in the warmth of a silent defeat&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta be honest with me and be ruthless&lt;br /&gt;stead of shifting uncomfortably there in your seat&lt;br /&gt;And your skin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who'd thought I'd have the strength to say&lt;br /&gt;"Let me out or let me in"?&lt;br /&gt;But as the words are forming in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;I wanna say them again, and again, and again, oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Me Out - &lt;a id="identificador_artista" href="http://letras.terra.com.br/bens-brother/"&gt;Ben's Brother&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-1059521882363802992?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/1059521882363802992/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=1059521882363802992' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/1059521882363802992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/1059521882363802992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-sit-and-you-stare-and-you-wait-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-1588061241527231067</id><published>2010-02-20T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T07:25:28.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>L'amour, hum hum, pas pour moi,&lt;br /&gt;Tous ces "toujours",&lt;br /&gt;C'est pas net, ça joue des tours,&lt;br /&gt;Ca s'approche sans se montrer,&lt;br /&gt;Comme un traître de velours,&lt;br /&gt;Ca me blesse, ou me lasse, selon les jours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carla Bruni - L'amour&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-1588061241527231067?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/1588061241527231067/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=1588061241527231067' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/1588061241527231067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/1588061241527231067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/02/lamour-hum-hum-pas-pour-moi-tous-ces.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-1119364260104904313</id><published>2010-02-17T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T14:22:18.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Qual a dificuldade em me contar um simples fato?&lt;br /&gt;Uma simples frase já ia esclarecer muita coisa&lt;br /&gt;Mas não, tem que me deixar na insegurança, sem saber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;consequentemente&lt;/span&gt;, me deixou irritada e mal&lt;br /&gt;Agora depois de 4 dias, vem me contar o que aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;Sendo que não tinha nada a ver comigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei aliviada, confesso&lt;br /&gt;Porém fiquei chateada&lt;br /&gt;Porque me deixar assim? Porque não me contar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora fiquei mais mal do que estava antes&lt;br /&gt;Em saber que fui super deixada de lado&lt;br /&gt;E nem pude saber o porque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade, só fiquei sabendo o superficial, o que aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;Não fiquei sabendo o porque&lt;br /&gt;Tudo bem, não quero saber os motivos pessoais&lt;br /&gt;Mas bastava me deixar dentro da situação&lt;br /&gt;Pra eu não achar que o motivo é comigo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-1119364260104904313?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/1119364260104904313/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=1119364260104904313' title='0 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cabeça delas&lt;br /&gt;Me deixam insegura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso está me matando&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-7774047609474434179?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/7774047609474434179/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=7774047609474434179' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7774047609474434179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7774047609474434179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-6096406185048112851</id><published>2010-02-07T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T13:50:59.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fazia muito tempo em que eu não postava coisas 'felizes'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Otimistas&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu nem sei como descrever&lt;br /&gt;Quando você vê uma pessoa&lt;br /&gt;Não qualquer pessoa... Mas sim a pessoa&lt;br /&gt;Aquela com quem você quer estar sempre perto&lt;br /&gt;Aquela que te faz feliz, é, isso resume tudo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de mais de dois anos sendo fria eu desmoronei&lt;br /&gt;E achei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ótimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu gosto dela ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-6096406185048112851?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/6096406185048112851/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=6096406185048112851' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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alone or keep a straight face&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;I've always lived like this&lt;br /&gt;Keeping a comfortable, distance&lt;br /&gt;And up until now&lt;br /&gt;I swored to myself&lt;br /&gt;That I'm content with loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;Because none of it was ever worth the risk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;But you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;But you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;But you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a tight grip on reality,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't let go of what's front of me here&lt;br /&gt;I know you're leaving in the morning, when you wake up,&lt;br /&gt;Leave me of some kind of proof it's not a dream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-9151200989440306953?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-358124177758184752</id><published>2010-01-22T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T16:21:57.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aah e quando a gente menos espera&lt;br /&gt;tudo fica lindo de novo&lt;br /&gt;e rola aquela esperança sabe&lt;br /&gt;quero que tudo de certo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-358124177758184752?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/358124177758184752/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=358124177758184752' 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class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;flit&lt;/span&gt; paralisante qualquer&lt;br /&gt;Pra poder me livrar&lt;br /&gt;Do prático efeito&lt;br /&gt;Das tuas frases feitas&lt;br /&gt;Das tuas noites perfeitas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cazuza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me entende&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-1964415772992844187?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/1964415772992844187/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=1964415772992844187' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/1964415772992844187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/1964415772992844187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/01/eu-queria-ter-uma-bomba-um-flit.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-991621723172641171</id><published>2010-01-14T09:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T09:45:44.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O que é pior?&lt;br /&gt;Amar e não ser amado ou descobrir que, às vezes, é melhor não sentir para sobreviver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Vida secreta das abelhas"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-991621723172641171?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/991621723172641171/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=991621723172641171' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/991621723172641171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/991621723172641171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-que-e-pior-amar-e-nao-ser-amado-ou.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-6449242515677632542</id><published>2010-01-13T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T07:21:55.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Preciso por uma coisa na cabeça&lt;br /&gt;Gostar de alguém só me faz mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me faz bem quando ta tudo bem&lt;br /&gt;Quando a pessoa me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;corresponde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas sempre rola aquela insegurança&lt;br /&gt;Sempre da uma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;esfriadinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;loooogo&lt;/span&gt; lembro&lt;br /&gt;Que eu fico muito melhor sozinha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que eu deveria ser freira ¬¬&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-6449242515677632542?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/6449242515677632542/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=6449242515677632542' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6449242515677632542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6449242515677632542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-4238749584764789371?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/4238749584764789371/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=4238749584764789371' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4238749584764789371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4238749584764789371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2010/01/enfim-2010-chegou.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-4741180196954358200</id><published>2009-12-11T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T13:38:17.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E pela primeira vez em toda minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Eu senti como é ficar de pernas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bambas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma coisa totalmente involuntária&lt;br /&gt;Não conseguia impedir&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca tinha sentido isso&lt;br /&gt;Nunca tinha ficado, literalmente, de pernas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bambas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E um abraço foi o suficiente para isso&lt;br /&gt;Já tinha abraçado ela antes, muitas vezes por sinal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não sei o que aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;Minhas pernas tremiam&lt;br /&gt;E a cada dia que passa&lt;br /&gt;Me vejo mais boba no meu amor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;platônico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-4741180196954358200?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/4741180196954358200/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=4741180196954358200' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4741180196954358200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4741180196954358200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/12/e-pela-primeira-vez-em-toda-minha-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-5116190694493037230</id><published>2009-12-01T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:16:19.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>É &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;possível&lt;/span&gt; uma pessoa não se importar&lt;br /&gt;Com quase nada, no sentido emocional da coisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me chamam de fria, calculista e metódica&lt;br /&gt;Talvez eu seja tudo isso, sim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas no fundo, só eu sei&lt;br /&gt;O que é melhor pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vezes eu sei que sou &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;contraditória&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas das vezes por sinal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que posso fazer&lt;br /&gt;Se o racional não bate com o emocional&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-5116190694493037230?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/5116190694493037230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=5116190694493037230' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/5116190694493037230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I keep myself to myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I walk the streets in the rain and keep my head down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coz the past is over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the future's far away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe heaven sends a sign&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby when our hearts collide"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vagalume.uol.com.br/little-boots/"&gt;Little Boots&lt;/a&gt; - Hearts Collide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-5066451380924562182?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/5066451380924562182/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>E então&lt;br /&gt;Decido-me por voltar ao meu casulo&lt;br /&gt;Onde perigo não há&lt;br /&gt;Onde sei o que vou encontrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o mais importante&lt;br /&gt;O que vou sentir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diga o que quiser&lt;br /&gt;No final das contas&lt;br /&gt;Quem por tudo passou&lt;br /&gt;Não gostará de passar novamente&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo que não lhe agradou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então agora sentirei-me bem melhor&lt;br /&gt;E a palavra que surge?&lt;br /&gt;Segurança ou medo?&lt;br /&gt;Ou os dois&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-5340147997000506511?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/5340147997000506511/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>"O meu coração não bate&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda assim se parte&lt;br /&gt;E não deixa de sofrer&lt;br /&gt;Não querendo se render&lt;br /&gt;A morte está em mim&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda tenho lágrimas para dar"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-3594322632448104633?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/3594322632448104633/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=3594322632448104633' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3594322632448104633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3594322632448104633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-meu-coracao-nao-bate-mas-ainda-assim.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-6778689117869166315</id><published>2009-10-03T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T13:37:09.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ta vendo porque eu sou assim.&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu tento me soltar, e esperar por alguma coisa ou por alguém&lt;br /&gt;Eu meio que me decepciono.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre acontece alguma coisa. E aí rola uma desculpa.&lt;br /&gt;Mas ai as vezes é meio tarde pra eu voltar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixei de ficar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;quetinha&lt;/span&gt; no meu canto, bem segura&lt;br /&gt;E fiquei aqui sozinha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-6778689117869166315?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/6778689117869166315/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=6778689117869166315' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6778689117869166315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6778689117869166315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/10/ta-vendo-porque-eu-sou-assim.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-8302386519748534992</id><published>2009-10-03T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:30:19.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uma coisa é estranha. Eu bem me conheço, sei que certas vezes não "presto" muito.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu sei que isso, queira ou não, é um mecanismo meu de defesa.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que isso certas vezes me faz bem, porque me livra de muitas coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Mas as vezes isso nos impede de gostar logo de cara de alguns, e gostar muito de cara de outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aí eu penso se estou gostando da pessoa certa.&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de muitas pessoas, mas não gosto de verdade de ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas isso tudo, não me impede de tentar.&lt;br /&gt;E de querer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-8302386519748534992?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/8302386519748534992/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=8302386519748534992' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/8302386519748534992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/8302386519748534992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/10/uma-coisa-e-estranha.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-5849444350013190358</id><published>2009-09-19T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T15:55:05.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Não sei de onde eu pertenço&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-5849444350013190358?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/5849444350013190358/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=5849444350013190358' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/5849444350013190358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/5849444350013190358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/09/nao-sei-de-onde-eu-pertenco.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-4933420853904028798</id><published>2009-09-07T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:29:49.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ansiedade&lt;/span&gt; me tomou&lt;br /&gt;Vestígios me fizeram crer&lt;br /&gt;Porém, minha experiência me fez pensar&lt;br /&gt;E esperar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque sábio é aquele que aprende com seus erros&lt;br /&gt;Portanto, o melhor a fazer agora é esperar&lt;br /&gt;Mas com esperança&lt;br /&gt;Pois uma hora, dará certo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;seja&lt;/span&gt; natural e tranquilo&lt;br /&gt;E que um dia, tudo se realize&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-4933420853904028798?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/4933420853904028798/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=4933420853904028798' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4933420853904028798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4933420853904028798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/09/ansiosidade-me-tomou-vestigios-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-2233858553042279867</id><published>2009-08-30T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T15:57:30.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Há coisas que não possuem explicação.&lt;br /&gt;As vezes tenho atitudes que nem eu sei explicar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-2233858553042279867?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/2233858553042279867/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=2233858553042279867' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2233858553042279867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2233858553042279867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/08/ha-coisas-que-nao-possuem-explicacao.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-8695885301055007377</id><published>2009-07-23T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:11:13.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gentem&lt;/span&gt;, que foi isso?&lt;br /&gt;Faz tipo, um século e meio que não posto nada aqui, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;né&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Olha o que as férias fazem &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;né&lt;/span&gt;. Fui viajar...&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro fui pra minas, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;legalzinho&lt;/span&gt; lá. Depois passei uma semana em Foz do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Iguaçu&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gente&lt;/span&gt;, adorei. Uma gracinha lá. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xonei&lt;/span&gt; na guia em um dos passeios lá em &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Itaipu&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xonei&lt;/span&gt; mesmo gente. Fui pro Paraguai, Argentina.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, to com pressa hoje, mais pra frente eu escrevo mais sobre os passeios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-8695885301055007377?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/8695885301055007377/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=8695885301055007377' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/8695885301055007377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/8695885301055007377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/07/gentem-que-foi-isso-faz-tipo-um-seculo.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-7160749056236660207</id><published>2009-06-03T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:44:46.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sim, você esqueceu&lt;br /&gt;E a partir de hoje&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Faço&lt;/span&gt;-me de esquecida também&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só agi porque ouvi de você&lt;br /&gt;E fiquei confusa&lt;br /&gt;Mas já ouvi o que devia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"amizade nada mais"&lt;br /&gt;Mas mesmo sabendo disso&lt;br /&gt;Sei que vai ser diferente&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se consigo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-7160749056236660207?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/7160749056236660207/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=7160749056236660207' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7160749056236660207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7160749056236660207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/06/sim-voce-esqueceu-e-partir-de-hoje-faco.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-476620277096085150</id><published>2009-05-20T13:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T13:53:10.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Se você esqueceu&lt;br /&gt;Então eu também quero esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Justo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-476620277096085150?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/476620277096085150/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=476620277096085150' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/476620277096085150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/476620277096085150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/05/se-voce-esqueceu-entao-eu-tambem-quero.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-7516693473391732715</id><published>2009-05-13T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:16:13.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sabe quando você passa a semana inteira pensando em uma pessoa&lt;br /&gt;Achando que dessa vez vai dar certo!&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo alguns planos, pensando que esperou demais já.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas enfim, você espera uma semana e nada&lt;br /&gt;Tudo bem, isso eu compreendo&lt;br /&gt;Mas ai, ela diz que não sabe o que dizer&lt;br /&gt;Nem como dizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E aí, vem aquele sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Que eu sou uma anta&lt;br /&gt;E que eu não sei mais o que pensar&lt;br /&gt;O que seria melhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois tudo aquilo que eu tinha pensado de bom&lt;br /&gt;Foi ralo abaixo em dois minutos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-7516693473391732715?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/7516693473391732715/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=7516693473391732715' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7516693473391732715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7516693473391732715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/05/sabe-quando-voce-passa-semana-inteira.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-4187301558019758339</id><published>2009-05-04T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:37:04.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu sei que há momentos que você não pode demonstrar o que quer&lt;br /&gt;Dizer o que quer&lt;br /&gt;Sei bem disso&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se é ser egoísta dizer isso&lt;br /&gt;Mas as vezes isso machuca&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sabendo o porque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas é estranho para mim&lt;br /&gt;Mas isso &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;afeta&lt;/span&gt; o momentâneo&lt;br /&gt;Apenas&lt;br /&gt;Eu só queria ter uma certeza logo&lt;br /&gt;Do que faremos&lt;br /&gt;Do que decidiremos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-4187301558019758339?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/4187301558019758339/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=4187301558019758339' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4187301558019758339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4187301558019758339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/05/eu-sei-que-ha-momentos-que-voce-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-7674498565832172278</id><published>2009-05-04T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T12:43:02.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sumi, mas voltei.&lt;br /&gt;Esse blog me lembra de muita coisa com muitas pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;Logo que o fiz, eu escrevia sobre uma pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;E hoje meu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt; é sobre a mesma pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É engraçado pensar como as coisas vão e voltam...&lt;br /&gt;Mas acho que tem uma hora que as coisas vem para ficar.&lt;br /&gt;Ela ficou, e quero que fique de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu esperei muito tempo já.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que em certas ocasiões a gente tem que deixar o medo e orgulho de lado&lt;br /&gt;E tentar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-7674498565832172278?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/7674498565832172278/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=7674498565832172278' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7674498565832172278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7674498565832172278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/05/sumi-mas-voltei.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-5563894282575771594</id><published>2009-04-05T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:53:32.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>É tão bonito vermos uma pessoa e imaginarmos um "futuro" com ela.&lt;br /&gt;Por mais estranho que seja, conversar com uma pessoa várias vezes, mas vê-la somente uma vez, já é o bastante para podermos saber bastante sobre a pessoa. Sobre seus gostos.&lt;br /&gt;Já é o bastante para sabermos que tipo de pessoa ela é.&lt;br /&gt;E aí então, podemos imaginar cenas que não se imagina com todas as pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pessoa tem rosto tranquilo, é gostoso de conversar com ela.&lt;br /&gt;E aí então eu imaginei... Em algum lugar tranquilo, nós.&lt;br /&gt;Uma deitada no colo da outra.&lt;br /&gt;Uma música gostosa, um lugar com árvores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada pessoa nos passa um tipo de imaginação.&lt;br /&gt;Tem pessoas que a gente se imagina em uma balada bem agitada.&lt;br /&gt;Outras nem imaginamos nada.&lt;br /&gt;Mas outras, uma relação gostosa de se vivenciar.&lt;br /&gt;Foi essa impressão que ela me passou.&lt;br /&gt;Parecia que nos conhecíamos há anos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-5563894282575771594?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/5563894282575771594/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=5563894282575771594' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/5563894282575771594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/5563894282575771594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/04/e-tao-bonito-vermos-uma-pessoa-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-6586496875151018385</id><published>2009-04-04T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T16:16:14.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Porque a vida tem de ser tão conturbada? Tão complicada.&lt;br /&gt;Relações familiares, amorosas.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isso é tão complicado. Porque não resolver de forma pacífica?&lt;br /&gt;Porque um lado sempre tem que ser cabeça-dura?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o que ninguém imagina, é que ficar no meio do fogo cruzado machuca.&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que eu defenda um lado, eu moro no outro lado.&lt;br /&gt;Estranho, mas é a verdade. Concordo com os argumentos do lado M.&lt;br /&gt;Mas moro no lado P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entenderam o lado M e P? (Mãe e Pai, pra quem não entendeu).&lt;br /&gt;Se eu defendo demais o lado M, a vivência no lado P fica ruim. Distante.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu defendo o lado P, bom, eu nunca vou defender o lado P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois o lado P não entende o meu lado. O lado A. (A de Amanda).&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém quer saber o que eu realmente quero, ou penso sobre essas coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Cabeça-dura. Tenho 19 anos, idade suficiente para decidir o que eu acho melhor em relação à certas coisas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque, quando tudo parece ficar mais calmo, surge um novo problema?&lt;br /&gt;Será que a vida é feita somente de problemas?&lt;br /&gt;Até as coisas boas são feitas de problemas. Porque é tão difícil?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-6586496875151018385?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/6586496875151018385/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=6586496875151018385' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6586496875151018385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6586496875151018385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/04/porque-vida-tem-de-ser-tao-conturbada.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-6227849968861380291</id><published>2009-03-31T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T14:22:50.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Essa noite não conseguia dormir. Assisti Big Brother, e sempre após isso eu durmo. Mas parecia que alguma coisa me mantinha acordada.&lt;br /&gt;As duas noites anteriores eu tinha dormido super pouco. Eu estava com muito sono, mas não conseguia dormir.&lt;br /&gt;Foi quando eu ouvi. Ouvi duas pessoas discutindo.&lt;br /&gt;Sentei na cama para ouvir melhor.&lt;br /&gt;Não gostei nada do que ouvi. Me corroía por dentro. De raiva, ódio.&lt;br /&gt;Vontade de ir até lá e dar minha opinião. Já que eu era o assunto da discussão.&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei fora de mim. Queria fazer alguma coisa, mas fazer alguma coisa poderia piorar ainda mais.&lt;br /&gt;Nessas horas me da uma vontade de não viver mais.&lt;br /&gt;Nessas horas me arrependo de ter feito coisas que fiz no passado.&lt;br /&gt;Nessas horas me da mais raiva ainda dele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque você é tão egoísta?&lt;br /&gt;Porque você nunca cresceu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-6227849968861380291?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/6227849968861380291/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=6227849968861380291' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6227849968861380291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6227849968861380291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/03/essa-noite-nao-conseguia-dormir.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-3333196850224289409</id><published>2009-03-24T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T14:55:34.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Não importa o que eu seja. Para uns ou para outros. Pra que?&lt;br /&gt;Vem de dentro, sensação boa. Sensação ruim.&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto de ter.&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto de sentir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É bom viver. Experiências.&lt;br /&gt;Deixar na mão de Deus, trilhar o caminho.&lt;br /&gt;É divertido.&lt;br /&gt;Não precisamos encarar as coisas de uma maneira complicada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Descomplique&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Viva!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-3333196850224289409?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/3333196850224289409/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=3333196850224289409' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3333196850224289409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3333196850224289409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/03/nao-importa-o-que-eu-seja.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-1858801021340214595</id><published>2009-03-12T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T13:47:52.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nem tudo faz sentido.&lt;br /&gt;Mas cá entre nós, quem precisa de sentido?&lt;br /&gt;Vivo meu presente, penso no meu futuro, mas não precisa fazer sentido!&lt;br /&gt;A vida é louca mesmo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-1858801021340214595?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/1858801021340214595/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=1858801021340214595' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/1858801021340214595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/1858801021340214595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/03/nem-tudo-faz-sentido.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-7676166796762507023</id><published>2009-03-09T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:48:38.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O sentido já não esta mais presente.&lt;br /&gt;Segunda feira é dia de ficar mal. Pela mesma pessoa, pelo mesmo motivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bosta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-7676166796762507023?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/7676166796762507023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=7676166796762507023' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7676166796762507023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7676166796762507023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-sentido-ja-nao-esta-mais-presente.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-4886517947823564632</id><published>2009-03-05T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T12:43:40.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As coisas começam a fazer sentido agora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-4886517947823564632?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/4886517947823564632/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=4886517947823564632' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4886517947823564632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4886517947823564632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-coisas-comecam-fazer-sentido-agora.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-2886928927214882426</id><published>2009-03-03T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T14:04:00.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Então eu deveria &lt;br /&gt;Guardar tudo para mim &lt;br /&gt;E jamais &lt;br /&gt;Jamais deixar você saber &lt;br /&gt;Saber que eu poderia &lt;br /&gt;Me apaixonar &lt;br /&gt;Que eu poderia &lt;br /&gt;Apaixonar &lt;br /&gt;Por você &lt;br /&gt;Meu amor &lt;br /&gt;Eu poderia me apaixonar &lt;br /&gt;Eu poderia me apaixonar &lt;br /&gt;Por você &lt;br /&gt;Eu poderia &lt;br /&gt;Me apaixonar &lt;br /&gt;Por você&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-2886928927214882426?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/2886928927214882426/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=2886928927214882426' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2886928927214882426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2886928927214882426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/03/entao-eu-deveria-guardar-tudo-para-mim.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-6698970299932944440</id><published>2009-03-03T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T13:57:37.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nossa força cresce de nossa fraqueza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que estou precisando de um psicólogo.&lt;br /&gt;Quero conversar e ver como posso fazer para tentar ser diferente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será insegurança?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-6698970299932944440?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/6698970299932944440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=6698970299932944440' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6698970299932944440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6698970299932944440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/03/nossa-forca-cresce-de-nossa-fraqueza.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-2762495118431272891</id><published>2009-03-01T14:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T14:05:46.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Acho que encontrei. Espero que eu tenha sido encontrada também.&lt;br /&gt;Tímida, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;baixinha&lt;/span&gt;, magrinha e que me deixou boba.&lt;br /&gt;Falo dela toda hora, apesar de ter saído com ela apenas três vezes.&lt;br /&gt;Me deixou diferente do que eu costumava ser. Me deu vontade de mudar.&lt;br /&gt;Vale à pena tentar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-2762495118431272891?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/2762495118431272891/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=2762495118431272891' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2762495118431272891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2762495118431272891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/03/acho-que-encontrei.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-2098353824951574932</id><published>2009-02-19T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:14:24.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O que você espera que eu te diga?&lt;br /&gt;Sou fogo de palha. Just it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entenda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-2098353824951574932?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/2098353824951574932/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=2098353824951574932' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2098353824951574932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2098353824951574932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-que-voce-espera-que-eu-te-diga-sou.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-3487546087129633785</id><published>2009-02-17T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:53:11.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sou de lua, mantenha distância.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-3487546087129633785?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/3487546087129633785/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=3487546087129633785' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3487546087129633785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3487546087129633785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/02/sou-de-lua-mantenha-distancia.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-203667196023308162</id><published>2009-02-16T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T15:16:02.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me abtuei a ficar como estou. Assim, com todo mundo e com ninguém ao mesmo tempo.&lt;br /&gt;E &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;do nada&lt;/span&gt;, parece que quero alguma coisa diferente. Mas no fundo eu sei que o que eu quero, de quem eu quero, não é totalmente possível, ou fácil.&lt;br /&gt;É estranho quando sabemos que a outra pessoa não costuma se envolver em relacionamentos mais sérios. Então me diga, comofaz?&lt;br /&gt;Se eu deixar queto, sei que em algumas poucas semanas estarei no meu estado normal.&lt;br /&gt;Mas as vezes cansa, as vezes dá vontade de ter alguma coisa diferente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-203667196023308162?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/203667196023308162/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=203667196023308162' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/203667196023308162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/203667196023308162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/02/me-abtuei-e-ficar-como-estou.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-5762555083684170686</id><published>2009-02-12T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T13:57:56.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mudanças são boas, mas em momentos que pedem mudanças.&lt;br /&gt;Mudanças são boas quando me convém, claro. Pra que mudar a rotina toda, mudar pensamentos se estou muito bem, obrigada.&lt;br /&gt;Me acostumei a ficar como estou, e por enquanto está bom assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;let&lt;/span&gt;'s dance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-5762555083684170686?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/5762555083684170686/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=5762555083684170686' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/5762555083684170686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/5762555083684170686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/02/mudancas-sao-boas-mas-em-momentos-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-5487039772406190101</id><published>2009-02-08T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:10:38.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu realmente gosto de espaço. Eu realmente enjoo fácil das coisas.&lt;br /&gt;É bom ter amigas que me conhecem muito bem, até melhor do que eu mesma me conheço.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-5487039772406190101?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/5487039772406190101/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=5487039772406190101' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/5487039772406190101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/5487039772406190101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/02/eu-realmente-gosto-de-espaco.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-8096959509742607436</id><published>2009-02-03T13:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:35:44.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu sou assim, não sei ser diferente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-8096959509742607436?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/8096959509742607436/comments/default' title='Postar 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-852177413034891773</id><published>2009-01-12T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T05:50:13.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Temporariamente fora de serviço.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-852177413034891773?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/852177413034891773/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=852177413034891773' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/852177413034891773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/852177413034891773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/01/temporariamente-fora-de-servio.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-8412733013718779335</id><published>2009-01-07T07:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T07:37:55.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-8412733013718779335?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/8412733013718779335/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=8412733013718779335' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/8412733013718779335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/8412733013718779335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-121573358462620597</id><published>2008-12-23T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T08:20:23.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_35SKaKi82ps/SVEPvJU4WNI/AAAAAAAAAJk/1-K2YYIZ2Hc/s1600-h/madonna-sticky-and-sweet-tour-pictures[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283021140514068690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_35SKaKi82ps/SVEPvJU4WNI/AAAAAAAAAJk/1-K2YYIZ2Hc/s200/madonna-sticky-and-sweet-tour-pictures%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sticky &amp;amp; Sweet Tour PERFEITO... Madonna PERFEITA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu quero ver ela de noooovo (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-121573358462620597?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/121573358462620597/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=121573358462620597' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/121573358462620597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/121573358462620597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/12/sticky-sweet-tour-perfeito.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_35SKaKi82ps/SVEPvJU4WNI/AAAAAAAAAJk/1-K2YYIZ2Hc/s72-c/madonna-sticky-and-sweet-tour-pictures%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-4762870852741590547</id><published>2008-12-15T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T04:58:50.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Férias para mim é &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sinônimo&lt;/span&gt; de dormir muito. Mas muito mesmo. Tipo ir dormir à meia noite/uma da manhã e acordar lá pro meio dia. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Faço&lt;/span&gt; isso porque não tenho o que fazer durante o dia todo, e ficar no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pc&lt;/span&gt; cansa. Portanto eu durmo.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje estava eu, no meu sono matinal, quando acordo com minha &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;vó&lt;/span&gt; vendo TV num volume extremo. ¬¬ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, mal humor começou aí. Mas continuei na cama. Seguido disto, toca o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;interfone&lt;/span&gt;. Era uma amiga dela, na qual entrou em casa e com tanto lugar e salas aqui em casa, resolveram sentar-se BEM na sala na frente do meu quarto. E as duas berravam contando suas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;historinhas&lt;/span&gt; que todo mundo já ouviu. E a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt; raivosa porque foi acordada cedo e ficaria sem o que fazer o dia todo. Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Faltammmm&lt;/span&gt; 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;diaaaass&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/3677482597187150186-4762870852741590547?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/4762870852741590547/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=4762870852741590547' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4762870852741590547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4762870852741590547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/12/frias-para-mim-sinnimo-de-dormir-muito.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-8215168993450266555</id><published>2008-12-14T06:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T06:17:40.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pega essa contagem regressiva &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;né&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Faltammm&lt;/span&gt; 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;diaaaas&lt;/span&gt; *___*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-8215168993450266555?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/8215168993450266555/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=8215168993450266555' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/8215168993450266555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/8215168993450266555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/12/pega-essa-contagem-regressiva-n-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-493244158856435876</id><published>2008-12-13T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:06:50.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;goes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;slowly&lt;/span&gt;, for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wait&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ahhhhh&lt;/span&gt; 4 dias *--------*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-493244158856435876?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/493244158856435876/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=493244158856435876' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/493244158856435876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/493244158856435876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-goes-by-so-slowly-for-those-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-647935035783955018</id><published>2008-12-12T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T07:18:57.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoje é sexta, e Madonna já esta no Rio de Janeiro!&lt;br /&gt;*-----------*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faltam 5 diaaaas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-647935035783955018?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/647935035783955018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=647935035783955018' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/647935035783955018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/647935035783955018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/12/hoje-sexta-e-madonna-j-esta-no-rio-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-6650522023137096030</id><published>2008-12-10T10:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:00:59.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Acho que nunca gostei tanto da &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bahia&lt;/span&gt; como agora &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Faltam 7 dias para eu ver pessoalmente a rainha do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pop&lt;/span&gt;. *-*&lt;br /&gt;Vem &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;aííí&lt;/span&gt;, Madonna!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-6650522023137096030?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/6650522023137096030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=6650522023137096030' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6650522023137096030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6650522023137096030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/12/acho-que-nunca-gostei-tanto-da-bahia.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-7149321099703707153</id><published>2008-12-09T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:03:37.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O que é que a baiana tem?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-7149321099703707153?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/7149321099703707153/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=7149321099703707153' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7149321099703707153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7149321099703707153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/12/o-que-que-baiana-tem.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-1288592086962806947</id><published>2008-12-04T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T07:28:21.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje eu estourei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Não aguentei ouvir uma pessoa dizendo coisas distorcidas sobre essa outra pessoa. Coisas que eu já disse milhões de vezes que não é verdade, mas a pessoa é chucra, e não entende por nada. Acha que tudo o que diz está certo, tudo o que faz está certo e tudo que seus familiares fazem também é o certo. Ninguém estava lá, ninguém vivenciou, ninguém sabe como foi, além de mim. Então por favor, não venha me dizer barbaridades que você não estava lá para saber. Você não entende como as coisas são, mesmo eu tentando explicar umas milhões de vezes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;E eu não aguentei ela falando mal da pessoa que eu mais idolatro. Gritei. Xinguei. Enfim, quase fiz uma loucura. A minha raiva estava a ponto de dizer coisas. De fazer coisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mas me segurei, e o que fiz foi descer do carro, entrar rápido em casa e me trancar no quarto. A pessoa falava pela porta, mas eu não respondia, pois se eu falasse alguma coisa, iria gritar muito novamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Não tinha comido o dia todo, e assim permaneci até a noite. Não queria sair daquele quarto. Estava inconformada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Eu quero minha mãe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-1288592086962806947?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/1288592086962806947/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=1288592086962806947' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/1288592086962806947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/1288592086962806947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/12/hoje-eu-estourei.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-4760018887943093777</id><published>2008-12-01T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:03:27.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Semestre acabando. Alívio chegando.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-4760018887943093777?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/4760018887943093777/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=4760018887943093777' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4760018887943093777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4760018887943093777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/12/semestre-acabando.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-2238028676456212058</id><published>2008-11-23T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T10:29:40.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A questão é: será que vale á pena eu me importar tanto com uma pessoa que nem sempre se importa comigo?&lt;br /&gt;Será que vale a pena?&lt;br /&gt;Posso um dia ficar sozinha. Essa pessoa pode virar as costas pra mim. E as pessoas que eu não dei tanta importãncia também podem dar as costas. E ai?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-2238028676456212058?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/2238028676456212058/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=2238028676456212058' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2238028676456212058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2238028676456212058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/11/questo-ser-que-vale-pena-eu-me-importar.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-2562436850771838194</id><published>2008-11-15T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T05:02:57.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Engraçado como as coisas vão e voltam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Coisas, sentimentos, enfim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Um momentinho nostálgico as vezes faz bem. Lembrar de coisas, de como foi bom. Sem lembrar de como foi ruim quando terminou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mas ah, a vida é assim mesmo. Coisas começam, coisas terminam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sentimentos começam... Ou nunca se acabam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-2562436850771838194?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/2562436850771838194/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=2562436850771838194' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2562436850771838194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2562436850771838194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/11/engraado-como-as-coisas-vo-e-voltam.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-4680015930022728794</id><published>2008-11-12T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:37:37.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cortei o cabelo sábado passado! BEM curto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Aí, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;suuuper&lt;/span&gt; prático, basta secar o cabelo com a toalha, e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tchanan&lt;/span&gt;! está pronto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Meus dias de secar com secador e fazer chapinha acabaram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Agora meu cabelo está 100% natural. Sem química, sem tinta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-4680015930022728794?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/4680015930022728794/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=4680015930022728794' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4680015930022728794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4680015930022728794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/11/cortei-o-cabelo-sbado-passado-bem-curto.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-6592034376084128772</id><published>2008-11-06T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:02:44.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu sei que VOCÊ não lê mais meu blog... Na verdade a gente se vê quase todo dia e nem oi nos falamos mais. Mas cara, eu lembro de você quase todos os dias. Não mais com aquela coisa de te amar. Porque ainda bem,  já passei dessa fase... Mas eu simplismente lembro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-6592034376084128772?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/6592034376084128772/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=6592034376084128772' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6592034376084128772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6592034376084128772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/11/pena-que-eu-sei-que-voc-no-l-mais-meu.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-3962212249068147339</id><published>2008-10-25T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T06:00:45.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Não sinto como se aqui fosse meu lugar. Obviamente que não é. Desde pequena eu não gostava de vim aqui. E agora moro nesta casa. Me irrito com tudo, sinto falta da minha mãe (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vê&lt;/span&gt;-la só de final de semana é pouco).&lt;br /&gt;A gente tem que fazer "sacrifícios" na vida, pra ir onde a gente quer. Pra conseguir o que queremos. E vir pra cá foi meu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sacrifício&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;E eu perco a paciência rápido, e quase sempre sou meio grossa. Mas ninguém daqui entende sabe. Ficou um vazio aqui. Que faz falta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-3962212249068147339?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/3962212249068147339/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=3962212249068147339' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3962212249068147339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3962212249068147339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-sinto-como-se-aqui-fosse-meu-lugar.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-6273556784683648416</id><published>2008-10-21T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T15:08:56.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me deu uma vontade enorme de assistir A Noiva Cadáver esses dias. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fazia&lt;/span&gt; tempo que eu não assistia.&lt;br /&gt;Como se não bastasse, assisti três dias seguidos. Ai esse filme é muito lindo.&lt;br /&gt;Assisti também Estranho Mundo de Jack... Acho que eu gosto do Tim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Burton&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;né&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-6273556784683648416?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/6273556784683648416/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=6273556784683648416' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6273556784683648416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6273556784683648416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/10/me-deu-uma-vontade-enorme-de-assistir.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-8730516676465915092</id><published>2008-10-12T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T08:49:07.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Acho&lt;/span&gt; que vou manter meus relacionamentos apenas por sonhos. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;. ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;Sou perseguida por eles. 'Se não pode com eles, junte-se a eles'.&lt;br /&gt;Cada noite uma novidade. Ta ficando interessante sonhar. Cada dia uma surpresa. uma pessoa diferente. Assim eu não me ferro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; quem disse que eu consigo ficar sem o físico da coisa. :/  não tem jeito, não dá.&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto isso eu me divirto no meu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mundinho&lt;/span&gt; dos sonhos. (To levando isso muito à sério) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;uehuehue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-8730516676465915092?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/8730516676465915092/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=8730516676465915092' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/8730516676465915092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/8730516676465915092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/10/acho-que-vou-manter-meus.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-7235770986449454414</id><published>2008-10-08T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:31:49.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Depois de ter sonhado tantas e tantas noites com a mesma pessoa, e depois de saber que essa pessoa trancou a faculdade e que eu não vou mais &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;-la todos os dias, eu dei uma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;desencanada&lt;/span&gt; de leve, sabe.&lt;br /&gt;Mas essa noite eu me senti, MUITO idiota. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; Sonhei com ela de novo. Aí no sonho a gente estava conversando em uma mesinha no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt;, e eu tinha que ir embora, e quando fui dar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tchau&lt;/span&gt;, ela me deu um &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;selinho&lt;/span&gt;. Fiquei toda feliz e pensei: "ainda bem que dessa vez não é sonho".&lt;br /&gt;E depois disso eu acordei. Ai, me senti &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;troxa&lt;/span&gt;. Porque acontecem essas coisas comigo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-7235770986449454414?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/7235770986449454414/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=7235770986449454414' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7235770986449454414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7235770986449454414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/10/depois-de-ter-sonhado-tantas-e-tantas.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-3239100978147058630</id><published>2008-10-01T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T16:33:22.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Acho que eu sou uma pessoa esquisita/diferente. Ou quem sabe todo mundo seja assim também.&lt;br /&gt;Eu adoro fazer um ciúmes, eu acho que deixa mais interessante sabe. MAS se alguém quiser me devolver na mesma moeda, só por fazer ciúmes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt;, não vai funcionar, eu vou ficar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PUTA&lt;/span&gt;, e eu vou te dizer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bye&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bye&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rapidão&lt;/span&gt;. Não ligo nem um pouco se fizerem ciúmes para mim (isso, claro, quando eu não estou encanada na pessoa). Se eu estivesse encanada, o ciúmes também não ia funcionar, pois eu ia ficar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;chatiadinha&lt;/span&gt;, e ia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;desencanar&lt;/span&gt; logo logo.&lt;br /&gt;É tão engraçado quando eu não estou encanada e fazem (ou tentam) fazer ciúmes para mim.&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo é assim ou nem tanto?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-3239100978147058630?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/3239100978147058630/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=3239100978147058630' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3239100978147058630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3239100978147058630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/10/acho-que-eu-sou-uma-pessoa.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-6685957218212669391</id><published>2008-09-30T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T13:23:56.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Puta&lt;/span&gt; tédio que esta hoje. Estudei legislação e falei no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fone&lt;/span&gt; com minha mãe. Só -.-&lt;br /&gt;To sem vontade de escrever também, tem dia que nada desce, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;né&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-6685957218212669391?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/6685957218212669391/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=6685957218212669391' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6685957218212669391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6685957218212669391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/09/puta-tdio-que-esta-hoje.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-4273426343959553191</id><published>2008-09-27T06:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T06:49:04.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu acho que estou dormindo demais. To dormindo em média umas 10 horas por noite. Antes quando eu dormia umas 7 ou 8 horas, eu nem sonhava. Agora que eu to quase &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ibernando&lt;/span&gt;, eu sonho sempre. Dessa vez foi com quem? MADONNA &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai, foi tão real. O &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;show&lt;/span&gt; estava &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mega&lt;/span&gt; vazio, e como não tinha quase ninguém na pista &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vip&lt;/span&gt;, eu passei pra lá. (eu vou no show de verdade, mas na arquibancada, pois não consegui comprar vip pelo site, merda). aloca &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;né&lt;/span&gt;, só em sonho mesmo. Aí a Madonna agarrou minha mão, tiramos fotos e por ai vai (6) sacou.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que eu to encanando demais com meus sonhos, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;né&lt;/span&gt;. Preciso dormir menos :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-4273426343959553191?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/4273426343959553191/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=4273426343959553191' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4273426343959553191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4273426343959553191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/09/eu-acho-que-estou-dormindo-demais.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-2075881558956577314</id><published>2008-09-26T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T20:03:50.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Não tem jeito mesmo. Eu sonho com ela TODAS as noites. Desde aquele primeiro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sobre o primeiro sonho. Desde então, todas as noites ela aparece no meu sonho. E aparece todas as horas no meu pensamento também. Não fico assim por ninguém faz tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho medo de me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;foder&lt;/span&gt; de novo sabe. De quebrar a cara. Por isso tenho sido tão fria e calculista. Para não me machucar. Tem sido eficiente esse método. Mas não é o método mais feliz. Não me deixa ansiosa para ver alguém. E ansiosa para sair com alguém. Enfim, queria arriscar. Mas tenho medo. ai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-2075881558956577314?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/2075881558956577314/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=2075881558956577314' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2075881558956577314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2075881558956577314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-tem-jeito-mesmo.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-3691064269241975835</id><published>2008-09-24T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T16:16:18.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gente. Manja a pessoa que eu sonho sempre, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;né&lt;/span&gt;. Hoje conversamos bastante, e fui sentar do lado dela na aula. Aí ela disse que ia comprar um chocolate na cantina e já voltava. Aí quando ela voltou, ela trouxe um chocolate pra mim também *-* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ówn&lt;/span&gt;. Morri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-3691064269241975835?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/3691064269241975835/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=3691064269241975835' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3691064269241975835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3691064269241975835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/09/gente.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-2489890871808446820</id><published>2008-09-22T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:07:17.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Coisas inesperadas as vezes são bem-vindas. Mas as vezes enche o saco, quando é muito frequente, né. Aí acaba nem sendo mais inesperada. Enfim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganhei um leãozinho da Fee hojeee *-* Amei.&lt;br /&gt;To sem um assunto grande para falar. To falando em partes haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como dizer alguma coisa mais profunda para uma pessoa que você não conversa muito?&lt;br /&gt;Porque sabe né, até criar uma amizade mais sólida com ela, para dizer que tenho algum interesse, é fodinha. Que seja, vou ficar na minha.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh o final de semana foi muuito bom. Ver a mamãe sempre é bom, né.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai, fiquei com vontade de ir em uma parada gay. hahahaha :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-2489890871808446820?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/2489890871808446820/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=2489890871808446820' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2489890871808446820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2489890871808446820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/09/coisas-inesperadas-as-vezes-so-bem.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-4794502120724113603</id><published>2008-09-17T16:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:52:05.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu dou risada de mim mesma. Não sei se é só comigo, mas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Vocês já ficaram 'babando' por uma pessoa, mas assim, de boa. Aí um dia você sonha com ela, e aí essa pessoa não sai da sua cabeça? E parece que só porque você sonhou, você quer ainda mais que alguma coisa aconteça?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Meo&lt;/span&gt;, sempre quando sonho com alguém eu fico &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;encanadinha&lt;/span&gt; *.* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gente que que é isso. Hoje ME MATEI de estudar. Vou pra casa da minha mãe amanhã então não terei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tempo&lt;/span&gt; de estudar no final de semana. Então tive que fazer tudo hoje. Morri. Não aguento mais ver letras e palavras na minha frente. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Mas ta gostoso estudar, sabe. É porque são matérias que eu gosto. A tarde passa tão rápido quando to estudando. E parece que quando eu termino alguma coisa que tinha que fazer, me dá uma satisfação tão grande. Aloca &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;né&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mas é bom. Por hoje é só. Talvez domingo eu poste de novo. :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-4794502120724113603?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/4794502120724113603/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=4794502120724113603' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4794502120724113603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4794502120724113603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/09/eu-dou-risada-de-mim-mesma.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-4268793485978211396</id><published>2008-09-17T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T16:22:24.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não me entendo. Tem hora que eu fico "ówn"... Tem hora que eu fico "Afee"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sabe, é esquisito. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-4268793485978211396?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/4268793485978211396/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=4268793485978211396' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4268793485978211396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4268793485978211396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-me-entendo.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-2033496593997536765</id><published>2008-09-16T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:49:56.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoje estou um stress ambulante.&lt;br /&gt;Sabe quando você pede um micro favor, uma coisa que não custa NADA, e a pessoa nem se importa em te ajudar? Pois é, mais legal ainda é quando isso vem de seu pai. Ai, nem vou entrar em detalhes, porque foi muita mancada e eu que me ferrei. A gente não pode contar nem confiar em ninguém mesmo, nem mesmo no meu pai.  To rebelde hoje. ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;Por isso que eu bato na tecla de idolatrar minha mãe. Ela é tudo *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To estressadinha também porque estou em um grupo de 7 pessoas na facul. E pouquíssimas pessoas estão ajudando. Osso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na vida se tem vários altos e baixos. Acho que vou viver eternamente no meio termo. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-2033496593997536765?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/2033496593997536765/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=2033496593997536765' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2033496593997536765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/2033496593997536765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/09/hoje-estou-um-stress-ambulante.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-7750733148206398226</id><published>2008-09-14T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T08:24:20.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Acho que eu sou um gelo em pessoa. HA HA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-7750733148206398226?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/7750733148206398226/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=7750733148206398226' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7750733148206398226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7750733148206398226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/09/acho-que-eu-sou-um-gelo-em-pessoa.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-4232729267693853975</id><published>2008-09-09T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T13:46:26.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Agora juro que não me importo mais. E não vou mexer uma palha pra mudar isso. Cansei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-4232729267693853975?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/4232729267693853975/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=4232729267693853975' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4232729267693853975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/4232729267693853975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/09/agora-juro-que-no-me-importo-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-5277629939584467325</id><published>2008-09-04T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:11:46.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jesuis&lt;/span&gt;, que que foi esse dia 03?  Como disse no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt; anterior, as 23:40 acordei e fiquei tentando comprar o bendito pista &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;VIP&lt;/span&gt; no site que estava totalmente congestionado. Desisti as 3:00 da manhã. Acordei as 5 da manhã para tentar e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nadaa&lt;/span&gt;. Fui para a faculdade e tentei mais das 13:00 às 14:00. Adivinha só: NADA. Estava um caos. Aí fui para o curso de fotografia e as 17:00 voltei e continuei tentando. Aí resolvi ler notícias sobre os ingressos, e me deparei com a seguinte notícia: "Pista &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;VIP&lt;/span&gt; está esgotado" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;MEO&lt;/span&gt;, como assim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;esgotadooo&lt;/span&gt;? ¬¬  Aí eu já estava com &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mega&lt;/span&gt; sono e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mega&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;estressada&lt;/span&gt; com o site. Mas quando era umas 21:30 eu consegui comprar a arquibancada, por algum milagre divino. QUE FELIZ *_____* &lt;br /&gt;Não vou ficar cara a cara com a Madonna, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;massss&lt;/span&gt;, vou &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;-la. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-5277629939584467325?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/5277629939584467325/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=5277629939584467325' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/5277629939584467325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/5277629939584467325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/09/jesuis-que-que-foi-esse-dia-03-como.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-3606906354393680291</id><published>2008-09-02T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T14:30:38.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Oba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;oba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é dia de dormir as 21:30 e acordar as 23:50. À meia noite do dia 03 começam as vendas de ingresso para o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;show&lt;/span&gt; da Madonna.  adivinha quem vai ter que varar a noite no site &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mega&lt;/span&gt; congestionado pra comprar pista &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vip&lt;/span&gt;? eu eu eu eu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ausausuahsa&lt;/span&gt; aloca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-3606906354393680291?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/3606906354393680291/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=3606906354393680291' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3606906354393680291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/3606906354393680291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/09/oba-oba-hoje-dia-de-dormir-as-2130-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-8114533784454540326</id><published>2008-08-23T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T07:16:28.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sabe, nos meus 18 anos eu acho que aprendi uma coisa... Nós não precisamos ter alguém junto com a gente pra estar bem. Porque pra mim sempre o que começa muito bem, acaba muito mal. Então &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, não é melhor deixar como está? Se seguirmos pela mesma lógica, então o que começa mal termina bem? Sei lá mano. Não sou vidente, nem nada. Mas aposto que se eu perguntar pra minha mãe ela &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vai&lt;/span&gt; responder, e vai responder certo. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uehueh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, to ficando de saco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cheinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Então: &lt;em&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, to meio rebelde hoje :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-8114533784454540326?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/8114533784454540326/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=8114533784454540326' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/8114533784454540326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/8114533784454540326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/08/sabe-nos-meus-18-anos-eu-acho-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-7164056700583932758</id><published>2008-08-21T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T08:51:51.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mamãe sempre tem razão. E eu acho que ela prevê o futuro também :/&lt;br /&gt;E eu to achando que o que ela disse que vai acontecer, já está acontecendo.&lt;br /&gt;E vai continuar assim pra vida toda... Porque realmente eu acho que não fui feita para... :/ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-7164056700583932758?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/7164056700583932758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=7164056700583932758' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7164056700583932758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/7164056700583932758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/08/mame-sempre-tem-razo.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-931500255684382177</id><published>2008-08-19T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T11:32:08.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não sei</title><content type='html'>Não sei porque eu ainda me preocupo em procurar. E achar que achei, sacou.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei o que esperar, o que achar, do que duvidar. Enfim: perdidassa.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se é verdade, ou se é mentira. Se eu duvidar demais vão me chamar de insegura. Mas sabe como é, quando a esmola é demais, o santo desconfia. Enfim, chega né.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que nunca escrevi tanto 'não sei' na vida. rs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-931500255684382177?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/931500255684382177/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=931500255684382177' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/931500255684382177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/931500255684382177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-sei.html' title='Não sei'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-1142474206498378941</id><published>2008-08-17T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T17:32:14.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ai. Minha cabeça deu nó. Não sei nem como escrever o que eu to pensando.&lt;br /&gt;Tipo, sempre gostei das pessoas que falam coisas bonitinhas. Mas isso tem um problema. Essas pessoas não são movidas á falas bonitas. Então ta, na maior parte do tempo elas falam coisas fofinhas e você fica "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ównnn&lt;/span&gt;". Mas e a hora que essas pessoas estão 'normais'. Aí eu fico achando "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ih&lt;/span&gt;, que será que aconteceu pra ela não falar mais coisas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;boniitinhas&lt;/span&gt;". A gente sempre fica esperando mais falas bonitas. E ta aí o problema, eu nunca gostei das falas mais ásperas. MAS, essas pessoas mais 'ásperas' &lt;strong&gt;as vezes &lt;/strong&gt;também falam coisas gentis. É inesperado e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tals&lt;/span&gt;. E como a gente sabe que é só &lt;strong&gt;as vezes&lt;/strong&gt; que isso acontece, a gente não fica esperando por mais.&lt;br /&gt;Aí vem a pergunta. O que será que é melhor? Ou, o que será que eu me daria melhor?&lt;br /&gt;Juro que não to entendendo o porque desse nó na minha cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;O problema deve ser eu, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;né&lt;/span&gt;. :~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-1142474206498378941?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/1142474206498378941/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=1142474206498378941' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/1142474206498378941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/1142474206498378941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/08/ai.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3677482597187150186.post-6393779198439180976</id><published>2008-08-16T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T08:30:28.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Parabééns&lt;/span&gt; pra Madonna *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3677482597187150186-6393779198439180976?l=angels-callyourname.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/feeds/6393779198439180976/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3677482597187150186&amp;postID=6393779198439180976' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6393779198439180976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3677482597187150186/posts/default/6393779198439180976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-callyourname.blogspot.com/2008/08/aeeeeeeeeeeeeee-parabns-pra-madonna-l.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
