<?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-108596298998498732</id><updated>2011-07-07T13:17:06.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garota Radical</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/108596298998498732/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>GAROTA RADICAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605024054503921118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S8lETu7IRYI/AAAAAAAAASE/Tu9hHeznXJE/S220/Zpail8s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108596298998498732.post-2939461799946802782</id><published>2010-04-26T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T09:31:13.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAE TE AMO ETERNAMENTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me deu a luz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me fez sonhar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorou por mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me fez amar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foi pra mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foi tudo e mais um pouco enfim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Canto quando sinto a sua falta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rezo pelo bem da sua alma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu só queria que você vivesse mais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A vida te levou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E me deixou aqui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E o que você me ensinou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É o que me faz feliz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que Deus teu um bom lugar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E guarde um pra mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E quando for a minha vez&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te encontro por aí&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falo mais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero te ouvir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Onde está?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não te vejo mas dá pra sentir coraçao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/108596298998498732-2939461799946802782?l=gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com/feeds/2939461799946802782/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=108596298998498732&amp;postID=2939461799946802782' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/108596298998498732/posts/default/2939461799946802782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/108596298998498732/posts/default/2939461799946802782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com/2010/04/mae-te-amo-eternamente.html' title='MAE TE AMO ETERNAMENTE'/><author><name>GAROTA RADICAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605024054503921118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S8lETu7IRYI/AAAAAAAAASE/Tu9hHeznXJE/S220/Zpail8s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108596298998498732.post-15329315434343128</id><published>2010-04-21T22:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T22:58:33.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FELICIDADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Cada Um Tem de Mim Extamente O que Cativou, e Cada Um É Responsável pelo que Cativou, Não Suporto Falsidade e Mentira, a VERDADE Pode Machucar, mas É SEMPRE Mais DIGNA. Bom Mesmo É Ir a Luta com DETERMINSÇÃO, Abraçar a VIDA e VIVER Com PAIXÃO. Perder com Classe e Vencer com OUSADIA, pois o Triunfo Pertence a Quem SE ATREVE e a VIDA É MUITO para Ser Insignificante. Eu Faço e Abuso da FELICIDADE e Não Desisto dos Meus Sonhos. O Mundo Está nas MÃOS DAQUELES que TEM CORAGEM de Sonhar CORRER o RISCO de VIVER SEUS SONHOS."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coragem..Coragem..Coragem é não Buscar Desculpas para ser Feliz !!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/108596298998498732-15329315434343128?l=gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com/feeds/15329315434343128/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=108596298998498732&amp;postID=15329315434343128' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/108596298998498732/posts/default/15329315434343128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/108596298998498732/posts/default/15329315434343128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com/2010/04/felicidade.html' title='FELICIDADE'/><author><name>GAROTA RADICAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605024054503921118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S8lETu7IRYI/AAAAAAAAASE/Tu9hHeznXJE/S220/Zpail8s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108596298998498732.post-7245797639724826701</id><published>2010-04-19T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:22:13.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FACIL E DIFICIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falar e completamente facil,quando se tem palavras em mente que expesse sua opiniao....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dificil e expressar os gestos e atitudes ,o que realmente queremos dizer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facil e julgar pessoas que estao sendo expostas por circunstacias...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dificil e encontrar e refletir sobre os seus proprios erros.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facil e fazer companhia a alguem e dizer o que ela deseja ouvir...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dificil e ser amigo para todas as horas e dizer a verdade quando for preciso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facil e analizar a situaçao alheia e poder aconcelhar sobre a mesma....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dificil e vivenciar a situaçao e saber o que fazer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facil e demostrar raiva e impaciencia quando algo o deixa irritado...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dificil e expressar o seu amor a alguem que realmente te conhece.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facil e viver sem ter que se preocupar com o amanha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dificil e melhorar e tentar questionar suas atitudes impusiveis e as vezes impetuosas a cada dia que passa...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facil e mentir aos quatro ventos que tentamos camuflrar....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dificil e mentir para nosso coraçao.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facil e ver o que queremos enxergar....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dificl e saber que nos iludimos com o que achavamos ter visto...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACIL E DITAR REGRAS,DIFICIL E SEGUI-LAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/108596298998498732-7245797639724826701?l=gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com/feeds/7245797639724826701/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=108596298998498732&amp;postID=7245797639724826701' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/108596298998498732/posts/default/7245797639724826701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/108596298998498732/posts/default/7245797639724826701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com/2010/04/facil-e-dificil.html' title='FACIL E DIFICIL'/><author><name>GAROTA RADICAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605024054503921118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S8lETu7IRYI/AAAAAAAAASE/Tu9hHeznXJE/S220/Zpail8s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108596298998498732.post-2568119319183760117</id><published>2010-04-06T22:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T20:31:07.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu me sinto so</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S9O3Xk4sMzI/AAAAAAAAAUc/2QsCJ1mWK2o/s1600/Imagem+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S9O3Xk4sMzI/AAAAAAAAAUc/2QsCJ1mWK2o/s320/Imagem+016.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hj eu sinto que perdi tudo,ultimamente me sinto muito sozinha sei la mesmo tendo muitas pessoas a minha volta nem eu sei explicar o que se passa aqui dentro sinto falta,falta de uma pessoa mas nao sei que pessoa e essa a vida e muito complicada nao sei se vou conseguir prosseguir,as vezes me da vontade de jogar tudo pro alto,e as vezes me da vontade de correr atras dos meu objetivos mas nao sei nem por onde começar eu quero mais e ficar sozinha esquecer de tudo e todos,as vezes eu nao quero saber de nada e ficar&amp;nbsp;junto a tudo e todos,confesso sou bem complicada sei que presciso de alguem de confiança para me ajudar me considero uma pessoa fraca de coraçao e mente,claro&amp;nbsp;que nao passo isso a ninguem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E como uma pessoa uma simples pessoa faz falta em minha vida,muda tudo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So sei que sinto falta e essa falta me faz ficar cada vez mais fraca as vezes mais forte a fazer o que a vida tem seus altos e baixos juro que tento mas nao consigo me entender ao mesm otempo que estou feliz estou triste ao mesm otempo que presciso de&amp;nbsp;alguem nao presciso de ninguem vai entender ne acho que isso&amp;nbsp;se chama VIDAA&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O meu mundo é cheio de encαntos,cheio de pessoαs especiαis,de pessoαs q não vαlem o chão q pisαm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;de pessoαs eternαmente guαrdαdαs nele,de pessoαs que jα sαírαm dele e não fαzem fαltα.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;mαs tbm de pessoαs que &amp;nbsp;forαm emborα e fαzem umα fαltα imensα.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu pαro pαrα pensαr e vejo que o que eu αchαvα que erα perfeito, não é tão perfeito αssim ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Essα vidα é umα montαnhαrussα sobe e desce todo dia mudamos de opiniao todo segundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Por mαis rodeαdα de pessoαs que estejαmos,α unicα coisα que nos αcompαnhα são αs lembrαnçαs, αs recordαçoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Elαs estαrαo sempre no corαçαo,stá tudo tão bαgunçαdo, mαs mesmo que nαdα estejα como&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;eu quero, vou vivendo e tentαndo ser feliiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/108596298998498732-2568119319183760117?l=gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com/feeds/2568119319183760117/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=108596298998498732&amp;postID=2568119319183760117' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/108596298998498732/posts/default/2568119319183760117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/108596298998498732/posts/default/2568119319183760117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com/2010/04/eu-me-sinto-so.html' title='Eu me sinto so'/><author><name>GAROTA RADICAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605024054503921118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S8lETu7IRYI/AAAAAAAAASE/Tu9hHeznXJE/S220/Zpail8s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S9O3Xk4sMzI/AAAAAAAAAUc/2QsCJ1mWK2o/s72-c/Imagem+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108596298998498732.post-5000039048381716469</id><published>2010-04-05T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T22:54:06.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conto de fadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Esqueci quando foi que ouvi sua voz pela ultima vez me contando sua historia de amor favorita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Tenho pensado por muito tempo,eu comecei a me sentir atraida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Eu fiz algo errado outra vez???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Voce me diz em lagrimas,todos os contos de fadas sao mentira nao e possivel eu ser sua princesa encantada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Talvez voce nunca soubesse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Desede que voce me disse que me amava meus ceus....estrelas começaram e brilhar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Estou disposta a ser,o anjo que voce ama nos contos de fadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Com meus braços bem abertos,transformando-os em asas para lhe proteger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Voce prescisa acreditar que seremos como um conto de fadas com (felizes para sempre) no final...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/108596298998498732-5000039048381716469?l=gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com/feeds/5000039048381716469/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=108596298998498732&amp;postID=5000039048381716469' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108596298998498732.post-9009152643571090296</id><published>2010-04-03T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:11:41.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So sei que nada sei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S8lDBCSxRCI/AAAAAAAAARk/P55ryYj2QYg/s1600/Imagem+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S8lDBCSxRCI/AAAAAAAAARk/P55ryYj2QYg/s320/Imagem+016.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Pensei muito e vi que da vida nada sei...passamos por momentos que as vezes nem passa pela minha cabeça que podia acontecer...a vida e assim mesmo complicada...mesmo que pareça simples...tudo se complica,sendo que poderia ser mais simples..as vesez agente mesmo que complica ela...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Acho que o tal medo de errar,o medo de achar que nao deve,que nao pode,sempre vem matelando nossos pensamentos...queria que a vida fosse mais simples ao ponto de querer e acontecer,eu sei que quando queremos muito alguma coisa acontece LEI DA ATRAÇAO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Mas sempre passamos por coisas que nos deixam tristes para ai sim acontecer,nao seria mais simles se fosse direto,se nao tivessemos que passar por tantos obstaculos,de forma geral,eu tento entender tudo mas nao consigo,eu me acho doida as vezes...pois quero aproveitar tudo de uma vez,nao ligo para o que os outros pensam quando faço algo eu so quero viver bem comigo mesma&amp;nbsp; eu so estou em busca da minha felicidade completa pois felicidade tenho...mas quero ela completa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Estou parecendo meia egoista....mas sou assim mesmo...tento mesmo sabendo que pode dar errado...Algumas coisas me deixam fora do serio..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Sempre escondo o que estou sentindo,a unica coisa que nao gosto e falcidade acabo cobrando isso daquelas pessoas que estao comigo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Quando me perguntam se sou doida, eu respondo com um lindo sorriso no rosto sou sim nao te falei nao???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;nao me considero normal..nao gosto de coisas normais o diferente sempre me atrai as vezes to carente demais e acabo querendo muito das pessoas que estao ao meu redor,procuro entender todos de uma maneira diferente mas simles....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Posso ate tranparecer uma pessoa que nao e carente...mas como todos passo sim pelos meus momentos de carencia,as vezes ate prefiro ficar sozinha para refletir eu e minha carencia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;E isso so sei que nada sei....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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RADICAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605024054503921118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S8lETu7IRYI/AAAAAAAAASE/Tu9hHeznXJE/S220/Zpail8s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S8lDBCSxRCI/AAAAAAAAARk/P55ryYj2QYg/s72-c/Imagem+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108596298998498732.post-2105258655879691410</id><published>2010-04-03T20:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:12:23.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solidao</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S8lDLtuFyUI/AAAAAAAAARs/AdGP7qttNUc/s1600/Z1abekum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S8lDLtuFyUI/AAAAAAAAARs/AdGP7qttNUc/s320/Z1abekum.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eu me sinto so,nao sei por que??&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de alguem mais quem??&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o frio da noite,ouço um ruido bem de longe,sinto aquela solidao sem compaixao sem amor ou ternura,penso em voce,porem voce nao me quer,sou triste e sem ninguem.&lt;br /&gt;Por dentro minha alma grita e eu choro a noite toda,nao sei o que fazer....&lt;br /&gt;Quando na verdade so quero ser importante pra alguem sentir que precisam de mim....&lt;br /&gt;A solidao e no interior de nossa alma,onde nos podemos nos esconder de tudo e de todos...&lt;br /&gt;Uma prisao infinita,que desejo sair porem sempre estarei la ..&lt;div 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RADICAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605024054503921118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S8lETu7IRYI/AAAAAAAAASE/Tu9hHeznXJE/S220/Zpail8s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S8lDLtuFyUI/AAAAAAAAARs/AdGP7qttNUc/s72-c/Z1abekum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108596298998498732.post-6049260057302485345</id><published>2010-04-03T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:14:23.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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ancia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na velhice o admiravel vigor da juventude,se de pouca intuiçao desvenda com intuiçao os segrdos da vida e se muito instuida age com simplicidade de menina &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma mulher que sendo pobre tem como recompensa a felicidade dos que a ama,e quando rica todos os seus tesouros daria para nao sofrer no coraçao a dor de uma ingratidao &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma mulher que sendo forte estremece com o gemido de uma criança e sendo fragil consegue reagir com a bravura de um leao,uma mulher que enquanto viva nao lhe damos o devido valor por que ao seus lado todas as dores sao esquecidas.entretando quando morta dariamos tudo o que somos e o que temos para ve-la de novo ao menos uma vez so por um minuto,receber dela um so abraço....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;OBS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dessa mulher nao me exijas o nome se nao quiser que eu turve de lagrimas,por que ja a vi passar em meu caminho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAE TE AMO MUITOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/108596298998498732-6049260057302485345?l=gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com/feeds/6049260057302485345/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=108596298998498732&amp;postID=6049260057302485345' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108596298998498732.post-6878722015953612184</id><published>2010-04-02T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T20:27:22.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Complicada e Perfeitinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S9O2jKrs9bI/AAAAAAAAAUU/4Ppi8tpKQTg/s1600/Z1abekum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S9O2jKrs9bI/AAAAAAAAAUU/4Ppi8tpKQTg/s320/Z1abekum.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por fora sou a menina que muitos julgam,por dentro a mulher que poucos conhecem....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para alguns a pessoa mais estupida do mundo,para outros a menina adoravel,nao tente me rotular,nao tente me definir....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquela que ri de qualquer bobagem,que se assusta com tudo que chora para aliviar a dor....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquela cheia de manias,gostos e reaçoes estranhas e fora do comum...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquela paciente,mas anciosa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquela que tem inumeros defeitos,mas qualidades incriveis,uma pessoa comum mas nao uma qualquer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feia para uns,gatinha para outros....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afinal a beleza esta nos olhos de quem ve,sou uma mulher madura que as vezes brinca de balanço&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou uma criança insegura que as vezes anda de salto alto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem ve pensa&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem conhece sabe&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem gosta sempre aplaude&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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RADICAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605024054503921118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S8lETu7IRYI/AAAAAAAAASE/Tu9hHeznXJE/S220/Zpail8s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uckuHOZ7FnY/S9O2jKrs9bI/AAAAAAAAAUU/4Ppi8tpKQTg/s72-c/Z1abekum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108596298998498732.post-867018946097103617</id><published>2010-04-02T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:31:30.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garota Radical</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: 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sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Perdoo os outros afinal todos erram e merecem uma segunda chance,mas nunca a terceira ,sei que para tudo existe um motivo e uma razao,entao se voce quiser um espaço em algumas paginas de minha vida comece me respeitando...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sei o que e amor sei tambem o peso dessas palavras por isso nao saio distribuindo EU TE AMO por a,acredito que o destino escolhe quem vamos encontrar no nosso caminho,mas acredito ainda que as atitudes dessa pessoa ira decidir quem fica em minha vida...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mudo de opiniao mas nao mudo de principios,por isso quem me encontrar daqui pra frente,em alguns anos conseguira me reconhecer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu tenho minha personalidade,nao sou hipocrita em te dizer que sou original,so acredito que nao faço parte de suas copias sempre desejo&amp;nbsp; o dobro do que desejam pra mim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/108596298998498732-867018946097103617?l=gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatagarotaradical.blogspot.com/feeds/867018946097103617/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=108596298998498732&amp;postID=867018946097103617' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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