<?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-7665375372738497212</id><updated>2012-02-18T17:39:40.962-03:00</updated><category term='Joseph John Campbell'/><category term='Gabito Nunes'/><category term='Meus'/><category term='Charles Bukowski'/><category term='Ana Jácomo'/><category term='Barrocas'/><category term='Victor Hugo'/><category term='Rubem Alves'/><category term='Paulo Leminski'/><category term='Vídeos'/><category term='Livre'/><category term='Fernanda Mello'/><category term='Hora do recreio'/><category term='Pessoa favorita'/><category term='Florbela Espanca'/><category term='Vinícius de Moraes'/><category term='Fabrício Carpinejar'/><category term='Graciliano Ramos'/><category term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><category term='Renata Carneiro'/><category term='Tati Bernardi'/><category term='Francisco Buarque de Hollanda'/><category term='Marla de Queiroz'/><category term='Confúcio'/><category term='Lya Luft'/><category term='Múcio de Lima Góes'/><category term='Fernando Pessoa'/><category term='Artur da Távola'/><category term='Charles Chaplin'/><category term='Cris Carvalho'/><category term='sob nova direção'/><category term='Roberto Shinyashiki'/><category term='Coisa BOA'/><category term='Ele canta e encanta'/><category term='Oscar Wilde'/><category term='Martha Medeiros'/><category term='Karla Tabalipa'/><category term='Retratos'/><category term='Marilyn Monroe'/><category term='Guimarães Rosa'/><category term='Fernando Sabino'/><category term='Pe. 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O resto vem. - CFA. ✿</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>740</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-5860853285282677166</id><published>2012-02-18T17:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T17:16:00.679-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ana Jácomo'/><title type='text'>Do que se aprende</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Tenho aprendido com o tempo coisas que somente com o tempo a gente  começa a aprender. Que o encontro amoroso, para ser saudável, não deve  implicar subtração: deve ser soma. Que há que se ter metas claras, mas,  paradoxalmente, como alguém me disse um dia, liberdade é não esperar  coisa alguma. Que a espontaneidade e a admiração são os adubos naturais  que fazem as relações florescerem. Que olhar para o nosso medo,  conversar com ele, enchê-lo de cuidado amoroso quando ele nos incomoda  mais, levá-lo para passear e pegar sol, é um caminho bacana para evitar  que ele nos contraia a alma. Tenho aprendido que se nos olharmos mais  nos olhos uns dos outros do que temos feito, talvez possamos nos  compreender melhor, sem precisar de muitas palavras. Que uma coisa vale  para todo mundo: apesar do que os gestos às vezes possam aparentar  dizer, cada pessoa, com mais ou menos embaraço, carrega consigo um  profundo anseio por amor. E, possivelmente, andará em círculo, cruzará  desertos, experimentará fomes, elegerá algozes, posará de vítima para  várias fotos, pulará de uma ilusão a outra, brincará de esconde-esconde  com a vida, até descobrir onde o tempo todo ele está."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-5860853285282677166?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/5860853285282677166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=5860853285282677166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5860853285282677166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5860853285282677166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2012/02/do-que-se-aprende.html' title='Do que se aprende'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-2805419801467035019</id><published>2012-02-18T17:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T17:13:17.688-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'>Jogo</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Desconfortável. Não me sinto bem. Não sei o que é que há. Mas alguma  coisa está errada e dá mal-estar. Mas no entanto estou sendo franca e  meu jogo é limpo. Abro o jogo. Só não conto os fatos de minha vida: sou  secreta por natureza."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-2805419801467035019?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/2805419801467035019/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=2805419801467035019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2805419801467035019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2805419801467035019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2012/02/jogo.html' title='Jogo'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-1452632320411808380</id><published>2012-02-16T21:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T21:15:58.978-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ana Jácomo'/><title type='text'>Almas perfumadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/21720039/really__by_stacytangerine-d3cikn5_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="368" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/21720039/really__by_stacytangerine-d3cikn5_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ana Cláudia Saldanha Jácomo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(Para minha avó Edith)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tem gente que tem cheiro de passarinho quando canta. De sol quando acorda. De flor quando             ri. Ao lado delas, a gente se sente no balanço de uma rede que dança gostoso numa tarde             grande, sem relógio e sem agenda. Ao lado delas, a gente se sente comendo pipoca na             praça. Lambuzando o queixo de sorvete. Melando os dedos com algodão doce da cor mais             doce que tem pra escolher. O tempo é outro. E a vida fica com a cara que ela tem de             verdade, mas que a gente desaprende de ver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que tem cheiro de colo de Deus. De banho de mar quando a água é quente e o             céu é azul. Ao lado delas, a gente sabe que os anjos existem e que alguns são             invisíveis. Ao lado delas, a gente se sente chegando em casa e trocando o salto pelo             chinelo. Sonhando a maior tolice do mundo com o gozo de quem não liga pra isso. Ao lado             delas,pode ser abril, mas parece manhã de Natal do tempo em que a gente acordava e             encontrava o presente do Papai Noel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que tem cheiro das estrelas que Deus acendeu no céu e daquelas que conseguimos             acender na Terra. Ao lado delas, a gente não acha que o amor é possível, a gente tem             certeza. Ao lado delas, a gente se sente visitando um lugar feito de alegria. Recebendo um             buquê de carinhos. Abraçando um filhote de urso panda. Tocando com os olhos os olhos da             paz. Ao lado delas, saboreamos a delícia do toque suave que sua presença sopra no nosso             coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que tem cheiro de cafuné sem pressa. Do brinquedo que a gente não largava. Do             acalanto que o silêncio canta. De passeio no jardim. Ao lado delas, a gente percebe que a             sensualidade é um perfume que vem de dentro e que a atração que realmente nos move não             passa só pelo corpo. Corre em outras veias. Pulsa em outro lugar. Ao lado delas, a gente             lembra que no instante em que rimos Deus está dançando conosco de rostinho colado. E a             gente ri grande que nem menino arteiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Costumo dizer que algumas almas são perfumadas, porque acredito que os sentimentos             também têm cheiro e tocam todas as coisas com os seus dedos de energia. Minha avó era             alguém assim. Ela perfumou muitas vidas com sua luz e suas cores. A minha, foi uma delas.             E o perfume era tão gostoso, tão branco, tão delicado, que ela mudou de frasco, mas ele             continua vivo no coração de tudo o que ela amou. E tudo o que eu amar vai encontrar, de             alguma forma, os vestígios desse perfume de Deus, que, numa temporada, se vestiu de             Edith, para me falar de amor."&lt;/span&gt;                                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-1452632320411808380?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/1452632320411808380/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=1452632320411808380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1452632320411808380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1452632320411808380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2012/02/almas-perfumadas.html' title='Almas perfumadas'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-4320775955184058549</id><published>2012-01-30T16:33:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T16:33:39.431-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Shakespeare'/><title type='text'>Do que sou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="copy"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Para algumas pessoas eu não mostro nem metade do que realmente sou. Não por medo, mas por não valer a pena mesmo.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-4320775955184058549?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/4320775955184058549/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=4320775955184058549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/4320775955184058549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/4320775955184058549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2012/01/do-que-sou.html' title='Do que sou'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-5183744080030370222</id><published>2012-01-30T16:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T16:21:18.009-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeos'/><title type='text'>As garotas e todos os problemas que vem com elas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/kP4QHmrBWwE/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kP4QHmrBWwE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kP4QHmrBWwE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-5183744080030370222?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/5183744080030370222/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=5183744080030370222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5183744080030370222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5183744080030370222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-garotas-e-todos-os-problemas-que-vem.html' title='As garotas e todos os problemas que vem com elas'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-5407210817586921467</id><published>2012-01-25T22:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T22:20:47.492-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victor Hugo'/><title type='text'>Prece</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;"Alguns pensamentos são preces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Há momentos em que, qualquer que seja a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;posição do corpo a alma está de joelhos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-5407210817586921467?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/5407210817586921467/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=5407210817586921467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5407210817586921467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5407210817586921467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2012/01/prece.html' title='Prece'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-7160980901478653699</id><published>2012-01-25T22:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T22:18:26.075-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><title type='text'>Esteja, entregue-se.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;''Dentro  da igreja, ajoelhe-se. No estádio de futebol, grite pelo seu time. Numa  festa, comemore. Durante um beijo, apaixone-se. De frente para o mar,  dispa-se. Reencontrou um amigo, escute-o.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Ou faça  de outro jeito, se preferir: dentro da igreja, escute-O. Durante um  beijo, dispa-se. No estádio de futebol, apaixone-se. De frente para o  mar, ajoelhe-se. Numa festa, grite pelo seu time. Reencontrou um amigo,  comemore.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-7160980901478653699?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/7160980901478653699/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=7160980901478653699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7160980901478653699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7160980901478653699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2012/01/esteja-entregue-se.html' title='Esteja, entregue-se.'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-2141487858756472317</id><published>2012-01-24T12:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T12:58:22.653-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sons e tons'/><title type='text'>As coisas tão mais lindas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="div_letra" style="text-align: center;"&gt;    "Entre as coisas mais lindas que eu conheci&lt;br /&gt;Só reconheci suas cores belas quando eu te vi&lt;br /&gt;Entre as coisas bem-vindas que já recebi&lt;br /&gt;Eu reconheci minhas cores nela então eu me vi&lt;br /&gt;Está em cima com o céu e o luar&lt;br /&gt;Hora dos dias, semanas, meses, anos, décadas&lt;br /&gt;E séculos, milênios que vão passar&lt;br /&gt;Água-marinha põe estrelas no mar&lt;br /&gt;Praias, baías, braços, cabos, mares, golfos&lt;br /&gt;E penínsulas e oceanos que não vão secar&lt;br /&gt;E as coisas lindas são mais lindas&lt;br /&gt;Quando você está&lt;br /&gt;Onde você está&lt;br /&gt;Hoje você está&lt;br /&gt;Nas coisas tão mais lindas&lt;br /&gt;Porque você está&lt;br /&gt;Onde você está&lt;br /&gt;Hoje você está&lt;br /&gt;Nas coisas tão mais lindas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Nando Reis &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/7665375372738497212-2141487858756472317?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/2141487858756472317/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=2141487858756472317&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2141487858756472317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2141487858756472317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-coisas-tao-mais-lindas.html' title='As coisas tão mais lindas'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-2414132337858857382</id><published>2012-01-24T12:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T12:28:58.077-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Carta pra mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Ainda mando o tempo te colocar em um envelope, te selar todinho e enviar para mim."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-2414132337858857382?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/2414132337858857382/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=2414132337858857382&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2414132337858857382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2414132337858857382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2012/01/carta-pra-mim.html' title='Carta pra mim'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-9052099882744884187</id><published>2012-01-24T12:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T12:26:37.500-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Chegar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Mas é preciso passar por uma porção de besteiras até chegar ao que interessa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-9052099882744884187?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/9052099882744884187/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=9052099882744884187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/9052099882744884187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/9052099882744884187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2012/01/chegar.html' title='Chegar'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-768308025849585003</id><published>2012-01-24T12:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T12:19:31.854-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><title type='text'>Mas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Se você perceber qualquer tipo de constrangimento, não repare,  eu não tenho pudores mas, não raro, sofro de timidez. E note bem: não  sou agressiva, mas defensiva. Impaciente onde você vê ousadia. Falta de  coragem onde você pensa que é sensatez. Mas mesmo assim, sempre pinta um  momento qualquer em que eu esqueço todos os conselhos e sigo por  caminhos escuros. Estranhos desertos.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-768308025849585003?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/768308025849585003/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=768308025849585003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/768308025849585003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/768308025849585003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2012/01/mas.html' title='Mas'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-2947834072277261508</id><published>2012-01-24T12:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T12:15:39.915-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernanda Young'/><title type='text'>Existir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Sou obsessiva. Completamente. De certa forma, creio que essa  característica tenha me ajudado a ser quem sou, mas ela é burra no que  se refere ao amor. Eu quero que o outro - qualquer um, qualquer um,  qualquer um mesmo, quando esse um está disfarçado em nomes próprios -  tenha a noção de como seria incrível viver aquele um-pouco-mais comigo.  Os meu desejos… Os meus prazeres… Os meus segredos… As minhas taras… As  minhas reticências… Mas a minha maior burrice é não perceber que não ter  esses momentos não significa que nada disso exista, e existir é o  melhor que tenho a fazer, ponto.” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-2947834072277261508?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/2947834072277261508/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=2947834072277261508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2947834072277261508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2947834072277261508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2012/01/existir.html' title='Existir'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-931188555300302961</id><published>2012-01-24T12:09:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T12:09:50.273-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Janeiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Quando janeiro vier, de tão azul, o céu parecerá pintado. E que seja doce!”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-931188555300302961?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/931188555300302961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=931188555300302961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/931188555300302961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/931188555300302961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2012/01/janeiro.html' title='Janeiro'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-1208906032531074348</id><published>2012-01-24T12:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T12:09:07.214-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlos Drummond de Andrade'/><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Para ganhar um ano novo que mereça este nome, você, meu caro,  tem de merecê-lo, tem de fazê-lo de novo, eu sei que não é fácil, mas  tente, experimente, consciente. É dentro de você que o Ano Novo cochila e  espera desde sempre.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-1208906032531074348?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/1208906032531074348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=1208906032531074348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1208906032531074348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1208906032531074348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-3035627787758413698</id><published>2012-01-24T12:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T12:07:46.255-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati Bernardi'/><title type='text'>Mudou</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Alguém me perguntou se eu conhecia você, um milhão de memórias passaram pela minha mente e eu sussurrei: - Não mais.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-3035627787758413698?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/3035627787758413698/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=3035627787758413698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3035627787758413698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3035627787758413698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2012/01/mudou.html' title='Mudou'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-2609868855654641765</id><published>2012-01-24T12:05:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T12:05:56.530-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cazuza'/><title type='text'>Lição</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Não vale a pena sofrer, meu amor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De tudo o que eu passei, essa foi a única lição.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-2609868855654641765?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/2609868855654641765/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=2609868855654641765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2609868855654641765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2609868855654641765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2012/01/licao.html' title='Lição'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-4993568210178555208</id><published>2011-12-13T02:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T02:38:18.535-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati Bernardi'/><title type='text'>Acredito</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/7981748/1293050445500867_large.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/7981748/1293050445500867_large.jpeg" width="464" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"Mas  esse ano fui uma menina boazinha e resolvi resgatar o 0,1% de crença  que ainda existe em mim e te fazer esse pedido. Eu acredito, Papai Noel.  Eu acredito no amor. Coisa que tá muito mais difícil de acreditar do  que num velho fazedor de brinquedo e seus viadinhos sobrevoando nossas  cabeças."A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-4993568210178555208?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/4993568210178555208/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=4993568210178555208&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/4993568210178555208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/4993568210178555208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/12/acredito.html' title='Acredito'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-1911767806159393418</id><published>2011-12-13T02:13:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T02:43:22.187-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati Bernardi'/><title type='text'>Estranha e engraçada</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ocv8OWibgLc/TublnR87oHI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/ScaMyMJdndA/s1600/320147_170265339731209_121385611285849_336213_629983520_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ocv8OWibgLc/TublnR87oHI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/ScaMyMJdndA/s400/320147_170265339731209_121385611285849_336213_629983520_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;''Foi  então que eu resolvi, já que não poderia ser a mais gostosa por uma  questão de nascimento, nem a mais inteligente por uma questão de  preguiça, ser a mais estranha e a mais engraçada. Hoje eu sou assim,  estranha e engraçada. Falo besteira o dia todo, faço todo mundo rir,  imito os outros, uso roupas estranhas, tenho estranhas constatações a  respeito da vida. Faço caretas ridículas, posso deix&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;ar  de ser fina num segundo se falar escatologias ou falar putarias for  divertir uma mesa qualquer de amigos. Mas de verdade eu só queria que  alguém falasse para mim: ei, você é bonita, para de se expor tanto, pode  ficar quietinha, pode fechar o decote, pode parar com esse riso  nervoso, tô reparando em você, você é bonita. Traumas de adolescência  são uma merda.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-1911767806159393418?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/1911767806159393418/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=1911767806159393418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1911767806159393418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1911767806159393418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/12/estranha-e-engracada.html' title='Estranha e engraçada'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ocv8OWibgLc/TublnR87oHI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/ScaMyMJdndA/s72-c/320147_170265339731209_121385611285849_336213_629983520_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-8809823285604768738</id><published>2011-12-13T02:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T02:07:19.916-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati Bernardi'/><title type='text'>Cai fora</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"A  pessoa não gostar de você ou a pessoa gostar de você mas não querer  gostar de você ou a pessoa gostar de você mas não saber gostar de você..  é tudo a mesma coisa. Então não filosofa, não tenta entender, não  aprofunda. Só cai fora e pronto."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-8809823285604768738?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/8809823285604768738/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=8809823285604768738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8809823285604768738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8809823285604768738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/12/cai-fora.html' title='Cai fora'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-6950829937409385275</id><published>2011-12-10T11:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T11:00:33.669-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sons e tons'/><title type='text'>Conversa de Botas Batidas</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Veja você, onde é que o barco foi desaguar&lt;br /&gt;A gente só queria um amor&lt;br /&gt;Deus parece às vezes se esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Ai, não fala isso, por favor&lt;br /&gt;Esse é só o começo do fim da nossa vida&lt;br /&gt;Deixa chegar o sonho, prepara uma avenida&lt;br /&gt;Que a gente vai passar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;- LH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-6950829937409385275?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/6950829937409385275/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=6950829937409385275&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6950829937409385275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6950829937409385275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/12/conversa-de-botas-batidas.html' title='Conversa de Botas Batidas'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-4049323962499412010</id><published>2011-12-07T11:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T11:13:41.468-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sons e tons'/><title type='text'>Dois Barcos - LH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/15438729/tumblr_lsba7iZGI21qc7bdto1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/15438729/tumblr_lsba7iZGI21qc7bdto1_500_large.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-4049323962499412010?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/4049323962499412010/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=4049323962499412010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/4049323962499412010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/4049323962499412010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/12/dois-barcos-lh.html' title='Dois Barcos - LH'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-800667029305671465</id><published>2011-12-07T11:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T11:12:51.016-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Capricha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/13994395/tumblr_ldwk90sdy11qfqa1vo1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/13994395/tumblr_ldwk90sdy11qfqa1vo1_400_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"Não se preocupe, não tenha Pressa. O que é seu, encontrará um caminho para chegar até você. Deus não demora, ele capricha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-800667029305671465?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/800667029305671465/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=800667029305671465&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/800667029305671465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/800667029305671465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/12/capricha.html' title='Capricha'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-7569674068716614034</id><published>2011-12-07T11:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T11:06:49.808-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sons e tons'/><title type='text'>Paquetá</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/18939924/tumblr_lvu6guQdmm1qbaej0o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/18939924/tumblr_lvu6guQdmm1qbaej0o1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Ah, se eu aguento ouvir&lt;br /&gt;Outro não, quem sabe um talvez&lt;br /&gt;Ou um sim&lt;br /&gt;Eu mereço enfim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É que eu já sei de cor&lt;br /&gt;Qual o quê dos quais&lt;br /&gt;E poréns, dos afins, pense bem&lt;br /&gt;Ou não pense assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu zanguei numa cisma, eu sei&lt;br /&gt;Tanta birra é pirraça e só&lt;br /&gt;Que essa teima era eu não vi&lt;br /&gt;E hesitei, fiz o pior&lt;br /&gt;Do amor amuleto que eu fiz&lt;br /&gt;Deixei por aí&lt;br /&gt;Descuidei dele, quase larguei&lt;br /&gt;Quis deixar cair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(tsc tsc)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas não deixei&lt;br /&gt;Peguei no ar&lt;br /&gt;E hoje eu sei&lt;br /&gt;Sem você sou pá furada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ai! não me deixe aqui&lt;br /&gt;O sereno dói&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei, me perdi&lt;br /&gt;Mas ei, só me acho em ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que desfeita, intriga, uó!&lt;br /&gt;Um capricho essa rixa; e mal&lt;br /&gt;Do imbróglio que quiproquó&lt;br /&gt;E disso, bem, fez-se esse nó.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; E desse engodo eu vi luzir&lt;br /&gt;De longe o teu farol&lt;br /&gt;Minha ilha perdida é aí&lt;br /&gt;O meu pôr do sol."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- LH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-7569674068716614034?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/7569674068716614034/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=7569674068716614034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7569674068716614034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7569674068716614034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/12/paqueta.html' title='Paquetá'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-1467303894258533574</id><published>2011-12-07T10:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T10:53:46.342-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Dezembro</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"Só por um mês, faça tudo dar certo, depois veremos o que fazer em janeiro" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-1467303894258533574?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/1467303894258533574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=1467303894258533574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1467303894258533574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1467303894258533574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/12/dezembro.html' title='Dezembro'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-5296290312174921327</id><published>2011-12-07T10:49:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T10:49:48.201-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Idiota</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"Idiota foi eu, que só por ter tido carinho achei que fosse amado."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-5296290312174921327?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/5296290312174921327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=5296290312174921327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5296290312174921327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5296290312174921327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/12/idiota.html' title='Idiota'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-5050060189483234160</id><published>2011-12-07T10:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T10:48:53.442-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>A mente</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"Sei  lá, tem sempre um pôr-do-sol esperando para ser visto, uma árvore, um  pássaro, um rio, uma nuvem. Pelo menos sorria, procure sentir amor.  Imagine. Invente. Sonhe. Voe. Se a realidade te alimenta com merda, meu  irmão, a mente pode te alimentar com flores. Eu não estou fazendo nada  de errado. Só estou tentando deixar as coisas um pouco mais bonitas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-5050060189483234160?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/5050060189483234160/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=5050060189483234160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5050060189483234160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5050060189483234160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/12/mente.html' title='A mente'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-5831345105238949863</id><published>2011-12-07T10:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T10:47:22.789-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'>Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"Sinto  saudades de tudo que marcou a minha vida. Quando vejo retratos, quando  sinto cheiros, quando escuto uma voz, quando me lembro do passado, eu  sinto saudades… Sinto saudades de amigos que nunca mais vi, de pessoas  com quem não mais falei ou cruzei… Sinto saudades da minha infância, do  meu primeiro amor, do meu segundo, do terceiro, do penúltimo e daqueles  que ainda vou ter, se Deus q&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;uiser…Sinto  saudades do presente, que não aproveitei de todo, lembrando do passado e  apostando no futuro… Sinto saudades do futuro, que se idealizado,  provavelmente não será do jeito que eu penso que vai ser… Sinto saudades  de quem me deixou, e de quem eu deixei. Sinto saudades dos que se  foram, e de quem não me despedi direito! Daqueles que não tiveram como  me dizer adeus; de gente que passou na calçada contrária da minha vida e  que só enxerguei de vislumbre! Sinto saudades de coisas que tive e de  outras que não tive mas quis muito ter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-5831345105238949863?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/5831345105238949863/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=5831345105238949863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5831345105238949863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5831345105238949863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/12/saudade.html' title='Saudade'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-125464192211790160</id><published>2011-12-07T10:44:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T10:44:45.030-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Hábil</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"Das habilidades que o mundo sabe, essa ainda é a que faz melhor: dar voltas" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-125464192211790160?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/125464192211790160/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=125464192211790160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/125464192211790160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/125464192211790160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/12/habil.html' title='Hábil'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-6120127581088086907</id><published>2011-12-06T19:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T19:43:59.504-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sons e tons'/><title type='text'>Mais uma canção</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/18914794/388064_259557207435692_203278573063556_779352_727675651_n_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/18914794/388064_259557207435692_203278573063556_779352_727675651_n_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Nada vai mudar entre nós. Como eu sei? Eu só sei. Tudo vai permanecer igual, afinal, não há nada a fazer. Eu não nego. Eu me entrego. Você é meu grande amor. Hoje eu vou te dizer "eu te amo". Eu imploro, eu te adoro. Você tem meu coração a bater pra você mais uma canção. Como pode alguém perder você como eu fiz. Como eu quis não te ter? Vivo iludido a acreditar que o amor não se pôs em você. Eu me entrego, eu não nego, eu errei, mas sou capaz de fazer sua vida melhor. Tô voltando, não sei quando, pra roubar teu coração. Vou chegar no final de mais uma canção."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Los Hermanos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-6120127581088086907?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/6120127581088086907/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=6120127581088086907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6120127581088086907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6120127581088086907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/12/mais-uma-cancao.html' title='Mais uma canção'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-2487004264553348734</id><published>2011-11-27T17:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T17:13:20.619-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Forte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Aprenda uma coisa: se a vida tá te batendo tanto, é porque tu aguenta, é porque tu é forte."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-2487004264553348734?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/2487004264553348734/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=2487004264553348734&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2487004264553348734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2487004264553348734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/forte.html' title='Forte'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-7106364861272260530</id><published>2011-11-27T17:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T17:12:45.574-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Venenosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Você me provoca, sem esperar a picada, sem saber que ainda não inventaram antídoto pro meu tipo de veneno."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-7106364861272260530?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/7106364861272260530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=7106364861272260530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7106364861272260530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7106364861272260530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/venenosa.html' title='Venenosa'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-7290007811007015745</id><published>2011-11-27T17:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T17:11:31.973-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Nunca notou que mulheres como eu não são fáceis de se ter? São como  flores difíceis de cultivar. Flores que você precisa sempre cuidar, mas  que homens que gostam de praticidade não conseguem. Homens que gostam  das coisas simples. Eu não sou simples, nunca fui. Mas sempre quis ser  sua. Você, meu homem, é que não soube cuidar. E nessa de cuidar, vou  cuidar de mim. De mim, do meu coração e dessa minha mania de amar  demais, de querer demais, de esperar demais. Dessa minha mania tão boba  de amar errado. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-7290007811007015745?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/7290007811007015745/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=7290007811007015745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7290007811007015745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7290007811007015745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/note.html' title='Note'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-4983806264520767702</id><published>2011-11-27T17:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T17:07:41.674-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Circo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;"Odeio Circo. Aliás, odeio tudo que me encanta e depois vai embora."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-4983806264520767702?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/4983806264520767702/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=4983806264520767702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/4983806264520767702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/4983806264520767702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/circo.html' title='Circo'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-6177880793007861026</id><published>2011-11-23T21:15:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:17:12.060-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati Bernardi'/><title type='text'>Amigos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;m:smallfrac m:val="off"&gt;    &lt;m:dispdef&gt;    &lt;m:lmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:rmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:defjc m:val="centerGroup"&gt;    &lt;m:wrapindent m:val="1440"&gt;    &lt;m:intlim m:val="subSup"&gt;    &lt;m:narylim m:val="undOvr"&gt;   &lt;/m:narylim&gt;&lt;/m:intlim&gt; &lt;/m:wrapindent&gt;  &lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="messagebody" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;"Toda sacanagem de moleque é feita em bando. Homem sozinho não sabe ser mau. Ou melhor: homem sozinho não acha divertido ser mau."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-6177880793007861026?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/6177880793007861026/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=6177880793007861026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6177880793007861026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6177880793007861026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/amigos.html' title='Amigos...'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-3726447434987815373</id><published>2011-11-23T21:14:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:17:03.243-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati Bernardi'/><title type='text'>Lenda</title><content type='html'>&lt;m:smallfrac m:val="off"&gt;    &lt;m:dispdef&gt;    &lt;m:lmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:rmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:defjc m:val="centerGroup"&gt;    &lt;m:wrapindent m:val="1440"&gt;    &lt;m:intlim m:val="subSup"&gt;    &lt;m:narylim m:val="undOvr"&gt;   &lt;/m:narylim&gt;&lt;/m:intlim&gt; &lt;/m:wrapindent&gt;&lt;span class="messagebody" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;"Como se chama um homem inteligente, bonito e sensível? Lenda.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-3726447434987815373?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/3726447434987815373/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=3726447434987815373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3726447434987815373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3726447434987815373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/lenda.html' title='Lenda'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-1950710401860241725</id><published>2011-11-23T21:14:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:16:53.090-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati Bernardi'/><title type='text'>Minha amiga</title><content type='html'>&lt;m:smallfrac m:val="off"&gt;    &lt;m:dispdef&gt;    &lt;m:lmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:rmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:defjc m:val="centerGroup"&gt;    &lt;m:wrapindent m:val="1440"&gt;    &lt;m:intlim m:val="subSup"&gt;    &lt;m:narylim m:val="undOvr"&gt;   &lt;/m:narylim&gt;&lt;/m:intlim&gt; &lt;/m:wrapindent&gt;  &lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="messagebody" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;"Vai se manter virgem e intacta até aparecer o homem que vai te dar uma casa com cerquinhas brancas, cachorrinhos e bebês?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-1950710401860241725?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/1950710401860241725/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=1950710401860241725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1950710401860241725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1950710401860241725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/minha-amiga.html' title='Minha amiga'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-7631149603015686759</id><published>2011-11-23T21:13:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:16:44.963-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati Bernardi'/><title type='text'>Fazer o que, né?</title><content type='html'>&lt;m:smallfrac m:val="off"&gt;    &lt;m:dispdef&gt;    &lt;m:lmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:rmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:defjc m:val="centerGroup"&gt;    &lt;m:wrapindent m:val="1440"&gt;    &lt;m:intlim m:val="subSup"&gt;    &lt;m:narylim m:val="undOvr"&gt;   &lt;/m:narylim&gt;&lt;/m:intlim&gt; &lt;/m:wrapindent&gt;  &lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="messagebody" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;"Primeiro eu queria um lindo, inteligente e fiel. Depois, lindo e inteligente. Ultimamente só fiel. Mas decidi que basta me fazer shiatsu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-7631149603015686759?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/7631149603015686759/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=7631149603015686759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7631149603015686759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7631149603015686759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/fazer-o-que-ne.html' title='Fazer o que, né?'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-8263749556387736091</id><published>2011-11-23T21:13:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:16:34.154-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati Bernardi'/><title type='text'>Postos</title><content type='html'>&lt;m:smallfrac m:val="off"&gt;    &lt;m:dispdef&gt;    &lt;m:lmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:rmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:defjc m:val="centerGroup"&gt;    &lt;m:wrapindent m:val="1440"&gt;    &lt;m:intlim m:val="subSup"&gt;    &lt;m:narylim m:val="undOvr"&gt;   &lt;/m:narylim&gt;&lt;/m:intlim&gt; &lt;/m:wrapindent&gt;  &lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="messagebody" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;"Amar é o combustível da vida. O problema é que eu só encontro posto adulterado."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-8263749556387736091?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/8263749556387736091/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=8263749556387736091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8263749556387736091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8263749556387736091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/postos.html' title='Postos'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-2326137100573159698</id><published>2011-11-23T21:12:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:16:24.667-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati Bernardi'/><title type='text'>Pegação</title><content type='html'>&lt;m:smallfrac m:val="off"&gt;    &lt;m:dispdef&gt;    &lt;m:lmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:rmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:defjc m:val="centerGroup"&gt;    &lt;m:wrapindent m:val="1440"&gt;    &lt;m:intlim m:val="subSup"&gt;    &lt;m:narylim m:val="undOvr"&gt;   &lt;/m:narylim&gt;&lt;/m:intlim&gt; &lt;/m:wrapindent&gt;  &lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Queria sumir com você para um lugar onde não pegue o celular, (...) não pegue a televisão, mas que a gente, em compensação, se pegue muito."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-2326137100573159698?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/2326137100573159698/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=2326137100573159698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2326137100573159698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2326137100573159698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/pegacao.html' title='Pegação'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-9191867602299744932</id><published>2011-11-23T20:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T20:52:40.615-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luis Fernando Veríssimo'/><title type='text'>O mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;“O mundo não é ruim, só está mal frequentado.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-9191867602299744932?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/9191867602299744932/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=9191867602299744932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/9191867602299744932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/9191867602299744932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-mundo.html' title='O mundo'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-818210076865620155</id><published>2011-11-05T20:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T20:31:17.271-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pe. Fabio de Melo'/><title type='text'>Deus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"(...) os milagres que imploro, e os pedidos que faço, se baseiam em  minha vontade, e Deus não está aqui para me dar o que eu desejo. &lt;b&gt;Deus está aqui para me dar o que eu precis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;o."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-818210076865620155?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/818210076865620155/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=818210076865620155&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/818210076865620155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/818210076865620155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/deus.html' title='Deus'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-3906797482279129978</id><published>2011-11-05T20:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T20:29:13.464-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verônica Hess'/><title type='text'>Sou a pessoa errada</title><content type='html'>"Não se aproxime, não se apaixone. Não me escolha como a eleita dos seus dias."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-3906797482279129978?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/3906797482279129978/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=3906797482279129978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3906797482279129978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3906797482279129978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/sou-pessoa-errada.html' title='Sou a pessoa errada'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-7255937326462262235</id><published>2011-11-05T20:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T20:11:41.078-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati Bernardi'/><title type='text'>Porre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Tenham um pouco de paciência comigo vai, é só uma fase em que estou exigente e acho tudo um porre.Um grandessíssimo porre."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-7255937326462262235?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/7255937326462262235/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=7255937326462262235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7255937326462262235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7255937326462262235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/porre.html' title='Porre'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-9078344399891375968</id><published>2011-11-03T17:16:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T17:16:45.620-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manuel Bandeira'/><title type='text'>Verbo</title><content type='html'>"Beijo pouco&lt;br /&gt;Falo menos ainda&lt;br /&gt;Mas invento palavras&lt;br /&gt;Que traduzem a ternura&lt;br /&gt;Mais funda e mais cotidiana.&lt;br /&gt;Inventei, por exemplo, o verbo&lt;br /&gt;TE ADORAR.&lt;br /&gt;Intransitivo.&lt;br /&gt;Te adoro te adorar."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-9078344399891375968?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/9078344399891375968/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=9078344399891375968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/9078344399891375968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/9078344399891375968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/verbo.html' title='Verbo'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-3121482994719293649</id><published>2011-11-03T17:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T17:10:14.853-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karla Tabalipa'/><title type='text'>Depois disso, tudo passa - Para Nai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"E aí você cai e levanta maior.&lt;br /&gt;E você percebe que amor é algo raro de sentir. E ...que na verdade,  amamos com a cabeça e não com o coração. Que a mente tem mais poder do  que imaginávamos.&lt;br /&gt;E que ser a vítima da história pode não ser bom, mas é mais digno.&lt;br /&gt;E descobre que precisa fingir pra seguir.&lt;br /&gt;E finge que não ama mais. Que esqueceu. Que não deseja que a vida devolva com toda a força um mal que alguém te fez.&lt;br /&gt;E finge com a boca. E finge com os olhos. E finge pra si mesma.&lt;br /&gt;E volta e meia, de tanto fingir, você acredita.&lt;br /&gt;E uma foto, um sorriso, e um olá, trazem a tona tudo aquilo que suja sua felicidade forjada.&lt;br /&gt;E você cai outra vez. Mas cai sabendo que vai levantar forte.&lt;br /&gt;E um dia você acorda e percebe que não está mais fingindo que não sente.&lt;br /&gt;Você tem certeza que tudo aquilo que te deixava triste, deixou de existir.&lt;br /&gt;Aí você percebe que nada foi fingimento.&lt;br /&gt;E passa a chamar de pensamento positivo e certeza de que quem decide o que vai sentir, é você mesma.&lt;br /&gt;E depois disso, tudo passa a doer menos.&lt;br /&gt;Depois disso, tudo passa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-3121482994719293649?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/3121482994719293649/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=3121482994719293649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3121482994719293649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3121482994719293649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/depois-disso-tudo-passa-para-nai.html' title='Depois disso, tudo passa - Para Nai'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-1689358586502767359</id><published>2011-11-03T17:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T17:06:30.532-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><title type='text'>Me amo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Pela enormidade de tempo que temos pela frente em que não nos veremos  mais, não nos tocaremos ou ouviremos a voz um do outro, pela quantidade  de dias em que conduzirás tua vida longe de mim e eu de ti, pela  imensidão da nossa descrença, pela perseverança da nossa solidão, pelos  nãos todos que te falei, pelo pouco que houve de sim, acredita: te amei  além do possível, não te amei menos que a mim."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-1689358586502767359?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/1689358586502767359/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=1689358586502767359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1689358586502767359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1689358586502767359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/me-amo.html' title='Me amo'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-6064987999838651715</id><published>2011-11-03T17:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T17:01:09.276-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Novembro</title><content type='html'>"Que novembro venha com bons ventos,&amp;nbsp;que me traga sorte e amor,&amp;nbsp;que não me deixe sofrer, por favor."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-6064987999838651715?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/6064987999838651715/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=6064987999838651715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6064987999838651715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6064987999838651715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/11/novembro.html' title='Novembro'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-1759015252247820143</id><published>2011-10-29T10:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T10:26:03.333-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Não quero</title><content type='html'>"Eu constantemente sinto saudade das coisas que perco, mas não as quero de volta. Já doeu uma vez".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-1759015252247820143?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/1759015252247820143/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=1759015252247820143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1759015252247820143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1759015252247820143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/10/nao-quero.html' title='Não quero'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-1113549173564346152</id><published>2011-10-29T10:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T10:24:30.530-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Deve ser</title><content type='html'>"Talvez, ele passa a mão na barba mal feita e sinta saudade do quanto você gostava disso".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-1113549173564346152?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/1113549173564346152/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=1113549173564346152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1113549173564346152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1113549173564346152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/10/deve-ser.html' title='Deve ser'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-5925473555904025328</id><published>2011-10-27T13:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T13:26:53.114-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Amor próprio, conhece?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;“Engole teu coração e se ama por dentro”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-5925473555904025328?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/5925473555904025328/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=5925473555904025328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5925473555904025328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5925473555904025328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/10/amor-proprio-conhece.html' title='Amor próprio, conhece?'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-2884498750466858940</id><published>2011-10-22T20:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T20:11:38.394-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Guardados</title><content type='html'>"Não guardo nem dinheiro, vou guardar rancor?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-2884498750466858940?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/2884498750466858940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=2884498750466858940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2884498750466858940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2884498750466858940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/10/guardados.html' title='Guardados'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-1050631601608319842</id><published>2011-10-22T19:58:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T20:02:42.189-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Escolha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/10033333/tumblr_ll9od65seZ1qbqsgxo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/10033333/tumblr_ll9od65seZ1qbqsgxo1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"E entre tudo que ele poderia ser pra mim, ele escolheu ser saudade."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-1050631601608319842?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/1050631601608319842/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=1050631601608319842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1050631601608319842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1050631601608319842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/10/escolha.html' title='Escolha'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-3357109652850026905</id><published>2011-10-20T22:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T22:22:46.899-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeos'/><title type='text'>Me salva de ser gente grande</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sorisomail.com/partilha/217214.html"&gt;Que o mundo pense grande feito os pequenos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-3357109652850026905?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/3357109652850026905/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=3357109652850026905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3357109652850026905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3357109652850026905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/10/me-salva-de-ser-gente-grande.html' title='Me salva de ser gente grande'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-299608964704721508</id><published>2011-10-09T14:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T14:03:01.304-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Do jeito que sou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/14017790/tumblr_lqnha50eav1qil5p9o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/14017790/tumblr_lqnha50eav1qil5p9o1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;"Daí, penso também outra coisa de gente grande: não adianta muito você se enfeitar todo pra uma pessoa gostar mais de você. Porque, se ela gostar, vai gostar de qualquer jeito, do jeito que você é mesmo, sem brilhos falsos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-299608964704721508?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/299608964704721508/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=299608964704721508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/299608964704721508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/299608964704721508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/10/do-jeito-que-sou.html' title='Do jeito que sou'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-4275905952077680816</id><published>2011-10-09T13:42:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T13:42:43.984-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Outubro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #6e7173; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Que outubro&amp;nbsp;venha com bons ventos, que me traga&amp;nbsp;sorte e amor, que&amp;nbsp;não&amp;nbsp;me deixe sofrer, por favor. Só por um mês, faça tudo&amp;nbsp;dar certo, depois veremos o que vamos fazer em&amp;nbsp;novembro.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-4275905952077680816?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/4275905952077680816/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=4275905952077680816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/4275905952077680816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/4275905952077680816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/10/outubro.html' title='Outubro'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-6217362668395053101</id><published>2011-10-02T17:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T17:58:21.643-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Tristeza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Em outros tempos diria “Tomei raiva de você”. Mas nem foi raiva, vejo isso agora, é só tristeza mesmo “Tomei tristeza de você”."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-6217362668395053101?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/6217362668395053101/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=6217362668395053101&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6217362668395053101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6217362668395053101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/10/tristeza.html' title='Tristeza'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-5753725146466097587</id><published>2011-10-02T17:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T17:56:59.724-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Seja fria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Levanta dessa cama garota. Anda! Sei que tá doendo, mas levanta. Coloca  uma roupa. Passa a maquiagem. Arruma esse cabelo. Ajeita a armadura.  Segura o coração. Sai por aquela porta. Enfrenta o vento. Sorri pro sol.  Segura o coração. Olha pra ele. Passa reto. Não caia. Não caia. Engole o  choro. Finge de morta quando ele falar com você. Seja fria. Continue  andando. Enfrente seus problemas de cara. Reaja. Vai. Tá pensando que é  só você que sofre? Tá enganada. Anda menina. Para de ser infantil. A  culpa não é de ninguém…"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-5753725146466097587?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/5753725146466097587/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=5753725146466097587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5753725146466097587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5753725146466097587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/10/seja-fria.html' title='Seja fria'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-4806894233543870720</id><published>2011-10-02T17:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T17:52:34.036-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Mas tá difícil</title><content type='html'>"Tenho tentado aprender a ser humilde. A engolir os nãos que a vida te enfia goela abaixo."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-4806894233543870720?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/4806894233543870720/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=4806894233543870720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/4806894233543870720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/4806894233543870720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/10/mas-ta-dificil.html' title='Mas tá difícil'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-178834118976022238</id><published>2011-10-02T17:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T17:50:40.718-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Dificuldades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Discretamente, enviei sinais de socorro aos amigos. Ninguém ajudou. Me  virei sozinho. Isso me endureceu um pouco mais. Não foi só você, não.  Foram também pessoas até mais íntimas, (…) me virei sozinho com enormes  dificuldades. Não me lamuriei. Mas preciso que as pessoas saibam que  isso doeu — exatamente porque algumas destas pessoas (…) importam para  mim."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-178834118976022238?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/178834118976022238/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=178834118976022238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/178834118976022238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/178834118976022238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/10/dificuldades.html' title='Dificuldades'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-7146063327330362473</id><published>2011-10-02T17:42:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T17:43:34.227-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Hoje eu não tô bem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Já coloquei a música que me fazia mal e fechei os olhos,  lembrando de  tudo que estava me corroendo. Só pra chorar, na esperança  de tudo aquilo  passar.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-7146063327330362473?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/7146063327330362473/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=7146063327330362473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7146063327330362473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7146063327330362473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/10/hoje-eu-nao-to-bem.html' title='Hoje eu não tô bem'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-5527444401296282318</id><published>2011-09-22T21:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T21:29:16.532-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retratos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Meu gordo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n2EzrdygYbw/TnvSgVqrLoI/AAAAAAAAB4M/awO4xmi68G4/s1600/tina0236_001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n2EzrdygYbw/TnvSgVqrLoI/AAAAAAAAB4M/awO4xmi68G4/s400/tina0236_001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-5527444401296282318?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/5527444401296282318/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=5527444401296282318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5527444401296282318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5527444401296282318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/09/meu-gordo.html' title='Meu gordo'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n2EzrdygYbw/TnvSgVqrLoI/AAAAAAAAB4M/awO4xmi68G4/s72-c/tina0236_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-9121412267482706712</id><published>2011-09-22T21:05:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T21:08:50.470-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles Bukowski'/><title type='text'>Cansam de recusar o amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2qrZl5PV65s/TnKHd42pGBI/AAAAAAAAHD8/b_dm42mLp4I/s1600/tumblr_lrl6cadTa21qmntfzo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2qrZl5PV65s/TnKHd42pGBI/AAAAAAAAHD8/b_dm42mLp4I/s1600/tumblr_lrl6cadTa21qmntfzo1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Há muito poucas mulheres bonitas que aceitam mostrar em público que  pertencem a alguém. Tinha conhecido mulheres suficientes para perceber  isto. Eu aceitava-as por aquilo que eram e o amor chegava rara e  dificilmente.&lt;br /&gt;Quando aparecia, era habitualmente por razões erradas. Simplesmente  porque as pessoas se cansam de recusar o amor e deixam-se ir porque  precisam de ir para algum lugar. Depois, começam os problemas."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-9121412267482706712?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/9121412267482706712/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=9121412267482706712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/9121412267482706712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/9121412267482706712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/09/cansam-de-recusar-o-amor.html' title='Cansam de recusar o amor'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2qrZl5PV65s/TnKHd42pGBI/AAAAAAAAHD8/b_dm42mLp4I/s72-c/tumblr_lrl6cadTa21qmntfzo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-8982477036667093462</id><published>2011-09-22T21:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T21:24:03.680-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Vivo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/15061505/conectingcouplekissloveloverstoucing-ad94be8ab6436021416e0b421d256a87_h_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/15061505/conectingcouplekissloveloverstoucing-ad94be8ab6436021416e0b421d256a87_h_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Para manter-me vivo, saio à procura de ilusões."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-8982477036667093462?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/8982477036667093462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=8982477036667093462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8982477036667093462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8982477036667093462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/09/vivo.html' title='Vivo'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-3368986144934683624</id><published>2011-09-22T21:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T21:01:01.727-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles Bukowski'/><title type='text'>No tempo</title><content type='html'>- "Todos aqueles poemas de amor são falsos.&lt;br /&gt;- Quando os escrevi, não."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-3368986144934683624?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/3368986144934683624/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=3368986144934683624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3368986144934683624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3368986144934683624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-tempo.html' title='No tempo'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-3001587174521531041</id><published>2011-09-22T20:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T21:19:10.271-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Nada é errado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/7326547/tumblr_lfc9psHIED1qdd6cdo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/7326547/tumblr_lfc9psHIED1qdd6cdo1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Também já não tenho aquelas queixas infantis, na base do "tudo dá  errado pra mim", ou autopunições como "eu sou uma besta, faço tudo  errado". &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nada é errado, quando o erro faz parte de uma procura ou de um processo de conhecimento.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-3001587174521531041?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/3001587174521531041/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=3001587174521531041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3001587174521531041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3001587174521531041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/09/nada-e-errado.html' title='Nada é errado'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-6812419185419928114</id><published>2011-09-22T20:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T21:20:17.708-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verônica Hess'/><title type='text'>Ou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/8997196/tumblr_ljwrmkxDu61qzjggvo1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/8997196/tumblr_ljwrmkxDu61qzjggvo1_500_large.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Quero os melhores romances, ou prefiro ficar sozinha. Quero as melhores lembranças, ou prefiro não lembrar. Ou vivo intensamente, ou vou levando essa rotina que não incomoda, não interfere, não fere, mas também não é vida."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-6812419185419928114?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/6812419185419928114/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=6812419185419928114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6812419185419928114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6812419185419928114'/><link rel='alternate' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-1189308940738411366?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/1189308940738411366/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=1189308940738411366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1189308940738411366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1189308940738411366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-mundo-como-eu-o-vejo.html' title='O mundo como eu o vejo'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OjP7VTHUais/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-583712950213243122</id><published>2011-09-16T12:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T12:14:28.942-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retratos'/><title type='text'>11 de setembro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/14800311/tumblr_lriq8nkKmz1qep56go1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/14800311/tumblr_lriq8nkKmz1qep56go1_400_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;10 anos atráz :~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-583712950213243122?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/583712950213243122/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=583712950213243122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/583712950213243122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/583712950213243122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/09/11-de-setembro.html' title='11 de setembro'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-6314775656780390089</id><published>2011-09-16T12:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T12:06:32.151-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livre'/><title type='text'>É disso que eu falo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="profileLink" href="http://www.facebook.com/vicentinasousa"&gt;&lt;img class="profilePhoto" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/275804_100000216952271_476697484_q.jpg" title="Você" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me fala como você está.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mhs mbs pts fbChatConvItem fbChatMessageGroup clearfix small"&gt;&lt;a class="profileLink" href="http://www.facebook.com/viniciuskpta"&gt;&lt;img class="profilePhoto" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/41769_100001265242731_1501_q.jpg" title="Vinícius Campos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="messages"&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm direction_ltr" data-jsid="message" id="msg_100001265242731_641054962"&gt;&lt;span class="hidden_elem"&gt;&lt;a href="" rel="dialog"&gt;&lt;span class="fcg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;com saudades suas, e bem, e vc?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mhs mbs pts fbChatConvItem fbChatMessageGroup clearfix small"&gt;&lt;a class="profileLink" href="http://www.facebook.com/vicentinasousa"&gt;&lt;img class="profilePhoto" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/275804_100000216952271_476697484_q.jpg" title="Você" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="messages"&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm direction_ltr" data-jsid="message" id="msg_100001265242731_1316185112388:370191910"&gt;&lt;span class="hidden_elem"&gt;&lt;a href="" rel="dialog"&gt;&lt;span class="fcg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kkkkkkkkkkkkkk não existe. do mesmo jeito que você, só que estaria melhor se não tivesse a saudade e tivesse você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mhs mbs pts fbChatConvItem fbChatMessageGroup clearfix small"&gt;&lt;a class="profileLink" href="http://www.facebook.com/viniciuskpta"&gt;&lt;img class="profilePhoto" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/41769_100001265242731_1501_q.jpg" title="Vinícius Campos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="messages"&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm direction_ltr" data-jsid="message" id="msg_100001265242731_1503266485"&gt;&lt;span class="hidden_elem"&gt;&lt;a href="" rel="dialog"&gt;&lt;span class="fcg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;melhor seria se melhor fosse.&lt;/div&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/7665375372738497212-6314775656780390089?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/6314775656780390089/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=6314775656780390089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6314775656780390089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6314775656780390089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/09/e-disso-que-eu-falo.html' title='É disso que eu falo'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-3428478029418994666</id><published>2011-09-16T11:58:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T11:59:42.714-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retratos'/><title type='text'>Caio Lindo Gostoso Castro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/6536518/tumblr_lfh7rhOAAk1qdeg0ho1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/6536518/tumblr_lfh7rhOAAk1qdeg0ho1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Papai Noel, esse será meu presente de natal, tomara que seja diferente da bicicleta e chegue, OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-3428478029418994666?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/3428478029418994666/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=3428478029418994666&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3428478029418994666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3428478029418994666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/09/caio-lindo-gostoso-castro.html' title='Caio Lindo Gostoso Castro'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-7310244320253092227</id><published>2011-09-16T10:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T10:53:59.494-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sons e tons'/><title type='text'>Rede</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/14370409/tumblr_lqzwtnSjfj1qdm701o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/14370409/tumblr_lqzwtnSjfj1qdm701o1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Lembranças da rede onde se eu amando a gente balançava"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Santana, o cantador. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-7310244320253092227?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/7310244320253092227/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=7310244320253092227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7310244320253092227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7310244320253092227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/09/rede.html' title='Rede'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-8161231788198833682</id><published>2011-09-16T09:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T09:53:09.114-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Vô</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Gosto de pensar que quem já morreu fica num lugar quentinho, que a  gente não vê, cuidando de quem ainda não morreu. E se você quiser  agradar a essa pessoa, é só fazer coisas que ela gostava. Aí ela fica  ainda mais quentinha e cuida ainda melhor da gente."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-8161231788198833682?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/8161231788198833682/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=8161231788198833682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8161231788198833682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8161231788198833682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/09/vo.html' title='Vô'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-109461445323872600</id><published>2011-09-16T09:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T09:49:28.917-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernanda Young'/><title type='text'>Seletiva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/14796156/tumblr_lrbwgsoLES1qdmyyyo1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/14796156/tumblr_lrbwgsoLES1qdmyyyo1_500_large.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Tenho poucos amigos, porque acho mais inteligente ser seletivo a   respeito daqueles que você escolhe para contar os seus segredos.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-109461445323872600?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/109461445323872600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=109461445323872600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/109461445323872600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/109461445323872600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/09/seletiva.html' title='Seletiva'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-6695383573689039687</id><published>2011-09-16T09:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T09:44:41.474-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernanda Mello'/><title type='text'>Gato ou sapato?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/14462679/tumblr_lr6h4jSPA71qkxf8ro1_500_large.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/14462679/tumblr_lr6h4jSPA71qkxf8ro1_500_large.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Exagero?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah,  não sei não… estou numa época que prefiro um bom sapato à um… homem  mais ou menos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pelo menos sapato aumenta minha autoconfiança e eu sei  exatamente aonde ele irá me machucar!”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-6695383573689039687?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/6695383573689039687/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=6695383573689039687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6695383573689039687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6695383573689039687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/09/gato-ou-sapato.html' title='Gato ou sapato?'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-5748244872351955938</id><published>2011-09-15T20:16:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:34:21.694-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Seja melhor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/12206639/5939747068_f52209b1f6_z_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/12206639/5939747068_f52209b1f6_z_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Que setembro seja melhor e supere todas as angústias,&lt;br /&gt;medos, inseguranças e azar de um agosto fodido."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-5748244872351955938?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/5748244872351955938/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=5748244872351955938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5748244872351955938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5748244872351955938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/09/seja-melhor.html' title='Seja melhor'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-8267175706220041392</id><published>2011-09-15T20:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:33:44.088-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marla de Queiroz'/><title type='text'>Maravilhosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/12364548/tumblr_lorjm3K79V1qaj9ofo1_500_large.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/12364548/tumblr_lorjm3K79V1qaj9ofo1_500_large.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"A vida é tão maravilhosa porque também é feita de COLOS, de feridas que cicatrizam, de AMIGOS que celebram ou choram junto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Feita de pessoas apaixonadas e apaixonantes, possíveis e impossíveis, pessoas que machucam, pessoas que chegam pra CURAR."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-8267175706220041392?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/8267175706220041392/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=8267175706220041392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8267175706220041392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8267175706220041392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/09/maravilhosa.html' title='Maravilhosa'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-2209177379069619045</id><published>2011-09-15T19:54:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T19:56:45.245-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeos'/><title type='text'>Saga</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="500" height="284" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UkNeq3kL-rY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-2209177379069619045?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/2209177379069619045/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=2209177379069619045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2209177379069619045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2209177379069619045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/09/saga.html' title='Saga'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/UkNeq3kL-rY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-3100916499110823184</id><published>2011-08-30T16:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T17:01:57.967-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gabriel García Márquez'/><title type='text'>Amores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11450006/tumblr_lgkpayXkm01qgw1gko1_500_large_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11450006/tumblr_lgkpayXkm01qgw1gko1_500_large_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Mergulhei nas letras românticas que tanto repudiei quando minha mãe quis  me forçar a ler e gostar, e através delas tomei consciência de que a  força invencível que impulsionou o mundo não foram os amores felizes e  sim os contrariados" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-3100916499110823184?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/3100916499110823184/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=3100916499110823184&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3100916499110823184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3100916499110823184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/08/amores.html' title='Amores'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-1361441296556273816</id><published>2011-08-30T16:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T17:05:21.076-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati Bernardi'/><title type='text'>Não existe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11346460/tumblr_lnixkhKcPf1qfumieo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11346460/tumblr_lnixkhKcPf1qfumieo1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;❝&lt;/span&gt;Foco no lugar vazio da mesa. A  pessoa que não veio. Pior ainda: a que não existe. É ali que fico,  sempre, apaixonada, doendo, esperando. O lugar vazio da mesa, da cama,  do planeta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-1361441296556273816?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/1361441296556273816/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=1361441296556273816&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1361441296556273816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1361441296556273816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/08/nao-existe.html' title='Não existe'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-669822966640746090</id><published>2011-08-30T16:46:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T16:47:03.154-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeos'/><title type='text'>Aos garotos de aluguel</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="311" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4yJxLU4KkTQ" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-669822966640746090?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/669822966640746090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=669822966640746090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/669822966640746090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/669822966640746090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/08/aos-garotos-de-aluguel.html' title='Aos garotos de aluguel'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4yJxLU4KkTQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-781386649813542409</id><published>2011-08-30T16:37:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T17:03:56.621-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'>Meus dramas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11346354/tumblr_lnixuuccAe1ql5ingo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11346354/tumblr_lnixuuccAe1ql5ingo1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Exagerada toda a vida: minhas paixões são ardentes; minhas dores de  cotovelo, de querer morrer; louca do tipo desvairada; briguenta de tô de  mal pra sempre; durmo treze horas seguidas; meus amigos são  semi-irmãos; meus amores são sempre eternos e meus dramas, mexicanos!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-781386649813542409?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/781386649813542409/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=781386649813542409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/781386649813542409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/781386649813542409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/08/boa-pessoa.html' title='Meus dramas'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-6675870746699200121</id><published>2011-08-30T16:35:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T17:04:40.862-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livre'/><title type='text'>Pra ser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11346412/tumblr_ln6itpNDOL1qd5mnho1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11346412/tumblr_ln6itpNDOL1qd5mnho1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Reza a lenda que a gente nasceu pra ser feliz."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;— Humberto Gessinger &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-6675870746699200121?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/6675870746699200121/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=6675870746699200121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6675870746699200121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6675870746699200121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/08/pra-ser.html' title='Pra ser'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-7697805973909901183</id><published>2011-08-27T21:38:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T22:06:54.385-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Setembro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11088442/tumblr_lmrc57kN4n1qgzl7do1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11088442/tumblr_lmrc57kN4n1qgzl7do1_400_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="q" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Que setembro venha com bons ventos, que me traga sorte e amor, que não me deixe sofrer, por favor."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-7697805973909901183?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/7697805973909901183/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=7697805973909901183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Amém</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Se algumas pessoas se afastarem de você, não fique triste, isso é resposta da oração: 'livrai-me de todo mal, amém'."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-5672359143535805133?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/5672359143535805133/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=5672359143535805133&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/5672359143535805133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11088436/tumblr_ln400zrfZb1qhxmp6o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11088436/tumblr_ln400zrfZb1qhxmp6o1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Soltava sorrisos ao vento e ouvia: Uma hora eles voltam pra você."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-8490497930848784754?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/8490497930848784754/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=8490497930848784754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/9348606/tumblr_lkehqcCG4d1qzr87eo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/9348606/tumblr_lkehqcCG4d1qzr87eo1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"Feliz o homem que sabe valorizar uma mulher.&lt;br /&gt;Este sim pode chamá-la de sua, não pelo sentimento de posse, mas por ela não querer ser de mais ninguém."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;- Dear John.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-8465004985275370421?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/8465004985275370421/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=8465004985275370421&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8465004985275370421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8465004985275370421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/08/posse.html' title='Posse'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-8549471608000771056</id><published>2011-08-27T18:48:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T18:52:19.866-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeos'/><title type='text'>Ele e ela</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pSv1_ibvrVM" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra"&gt;"Ela via o mundo&lt;br /&gt;Ele via o mundo&lt;br /&gt;Viam sob a mesma luz&lt;br /&gt;Isso é tudo e era tudo que havia entre os dois em comum&lt;br /&gt;Se conheceram no inverno de 2002&lt;br /&gt;No vento um prelúdio do que viria depois&lt;br /&gt;Do frio&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa se fez pra ele estender seu casaco nos ombros dela&lt;br /&gt;O inverno então se desfez&lt;br /&gt;Quando ela em troca lhe deu com o olhar um abraço&lt;br /&gt;Ele era um aspirante a poeta&lt;br /&gt;Ela era a inspiração&lt;br /&gt;E pra ele qualquer coisa nela despertava uma canção&lt;br /&gt;Ela que sempre buscava em tudo um porque&lt;br /&gt;Com ele bastava estar, sentir e viver&lt;br /&gt;O tempo&lt;br /&gt;Voava pros dois&lt;br /&gt;E nem todo tempo do mundo seria o bastante&lt;br /&gt;Os dias vividos a dois, provavam que a eternidade é só um instante&lt;br /&gt;Ela já quis ser de tudo e até sonhou em ser piloto de avião&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente alcançou o céu no instante em que ele lhe pediu a mão&lt;br /&gt;Três letras ela respondeu&lt;br /&gt;Na mais linda música se transformou sua voz&lt;br /&gt;Enfim não haveria mais qualquer fragmento de vida, vivido a só"&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/7665375372738497212-8549471608000771056?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/8549471608000771056/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=8549471608000771056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8549471608000771056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8549471608000771056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/08/ele-e-ela.html' title='Ele e ela'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pSv1_ibvrVM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-2852419133200254435</id><published>2011-08-24T15:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T15:18:53.150-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marla de Queiroz'/><title type='text'>Medo de amar</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Eu não tenho medo do amor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Eu tenho medo é de amar quem tem medo dele.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Amar quem teme o amor é como se apaixonar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;por uma sucessão de desistências."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-2852419133200254435?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/2852419133200254435/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=2852419133200254435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2852419133200254435'/><link 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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/-klnU_jsVLb4/TlKu1-cJ6UI/AAAAAAAAB3o/ST9kn-skTtg/s1600/298560_279109872104152_100000154240169_1351856_1724924_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-klnU_jsVLb4/TlKu1-cJ6UI/AAAAAAAAB3o/ST9kn-skTtg/s400/298560_279109872104152_100000154240169_1351856_1724924_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Foto: Tulio G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;“Porque te dá um medo filho da puta: ser feliz, medo de amar, medo de ser bom. Tudo que faz bem pra gente, a gente tem medo.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-6574231747180741298?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/6574231747180741298/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=6574231747180741298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6574231747180741298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6574231747180741298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/08/medo.html' title='Medo'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-klnU_jsVLb4/TlKu1-cJ6UI/AAAAAAAAB3o/ST9kn-skTtg/s72-c/298560_279109872104152_100000154240169_1351856_1724924_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-6024863235099754163</id><published>2011-08-22T15:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T15:56:36.295-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rubem Alves'/><title type='text'>Alegria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: right;"&gt;Era prazer? Era.&lt;br /&gt;Mas era mais que prazer.Era alegria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: right;"&gt;A diferença? O prazer só existe no momento. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A alegria é aquilo que existe só pela lembrança.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O prazer é único, não se repete.&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que foi, já foi.Outro será outro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas a alegria se repete sempre.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Basta lembrar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-6024863235099754163?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/6024863235099754163/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=6024863235099754163&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6024863235099754163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6024863235099754163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/08/alegria.html' title='Alegria'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-6625531436983162724</id><published>2011-08-22T15:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T15:53:51.884-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luís Vaz de Camões'/><title type='text'>Do bem e do mal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Do mal ficam as mágoas na lembrança,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; E do bem, &lt;i&gt;se algum houve,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; as saudades."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-6625531436983162724?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/6625531436983162724/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=6625531436983162724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6625531436983162724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/6625531436983162724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-bem-e-do-mal.html' title='Do bem e do mal'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-1243518196988506983</id><published>2011-08-22T15:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T15:52:21.772-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Sem ele</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Quando tudo, sem ele, é nada."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-1243518196988506983?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/1243518196988506983/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=1243518196988506983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1243518196988506983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/1243518196988506983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/08/sem-ele.html' title='Sem ele'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-3722703770075443970</id><published>2011-08-21T10:56:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T11:01:30.896-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arnaldo Jabour'/><title type='text'>Ser adulto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11450458/269050_2192936870717_1466022625_32592971_7616558_n_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11450458/269050_2192936870717_1466022625_32592971_7616558_n_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;“Sempre acho que namoro, casamento, romance… tem começo, meio e fim. Como tudo na vida.&amp;nbsp; Detesto quando escuto aquela conversa:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Ah, terminei o namoro…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Nossa, estavam juntos há tanto tempo…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Cinco anos…. Que pena… Acabou…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- É… Não deu certo…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Claro que deu!&amp;nbsp;Deu certo durante cinco anos, só que acabou. E o bom da vida, é que você pode ter vários amores. Não acredito em pessoas que se complementam. Acredito em pessoas que se somam.  Às vezes você não consegue nem dar cem por cento de você para você  mesmo, como cobrar cem por cento do outro? E não temos essa coisa  completa. Às vezes ela é fiel, mas é devagar na cama. Às vezes ele é  carinhoso, mas não é fiel. Às vezes ele é atencioso, mas não é  trabalhador. Às vezes ela é muito bonita, mas não é sensível. Tudo  junto, não vamos encontrar. Perceba qual o aspecto mais importante para você e invista nele. Pele é um bicho traiçoeiro.&amp;nbsp;Quando  você tem pele com alguém, pode ser o papai com mamãe mais básico que é  uma delícia. E às vezes você tem aquele sexo acrobata, mas que não te  impressiona. Acho que o beijo é importante, e se o beijo bate, se joga…  Se não bate… mais um Martini, por favor… E vá dar uma volta. Se ele ou  ela não te quer mais, não force a barra. O outro tem o direito de não te  querer. Não brigue, não ligue, não dê pití. Se a pessoa tá com dúvidas,  problema dela, cabe a você esperar… ou não. Existe gente que precisa da ausência para querer a presença. O ser humano não é absoluto.  Ele titubeia, tem dúvidas e medos, mas se a pessoa realmente gostar,  ela volta. Nada de drama. Que graça tem alguém do seu lado sob pressão? O  legal é alguém que está com você, só por você. E vice-versa. Não fique  com alguém por pena. Ou por medo da solidão. Nascemos sós. Morremos sós.  Nosso pensamento é nosso, não é compartilhado. E quando você acorda, a primeira impressão é sempre sua, seu olhar, seu pensamento. Tem gente que pula de um romance para o outro. Que medo é este de se ver só, na sua própria companhia? Gostar  dói. Muitas vezes você vai sentir raiva, ciúmes, ódio, frustração… faz  parte. Você convive com outro ser, um outro mundo, um outro universo. E nem sempre as coisas são como você gostaria que fosse. A pior coisa é gente que tem medo de se envolver.  Se alguém vier com este papo, corra, afinal você não é terapeuta. Se  não quer se envolver, namore uma planta. É mais previsível. Na vida e no  amor, não temos garantias. Nem toda pessoa que te convida para sair é  para casar. Nem todo beijo é para romancear. E nem todo sexo bom é para  descartar… ou se apaixonar… ou se culpar. Enfim…quem disse que ser  adulto é fácil?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-3722703770075443970?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/3722703770075443970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=3722703770075443970&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3722703770075443970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/3722703770075443970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/08/ser-adulto.html' title='Ser adulto'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-2650500051098124533</id><published>2011-08-21T10:50:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T11:03:06.369-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mário Quintana'/><title type='text'>Eu quero você até debaixo d'agua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11364719/tumblr_lnj0wo3L1N1qcbra0o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11364719/tumblr_lnj0wo3L1N1qcbra0o1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;“Quero todo o teu espaço, e todo o teu tempo. Quero todas as  tuas horas e todos os teus beijos. Quero toda a tua noite e todo o teu  silêncio.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-2650500051098124533?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/2650500051098124533/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=2650500051098124533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2650500051098124533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/2650500051098124533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/08/eu-quero-voce.html' title='Eu quero você até debaixo d&apos;agua'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-7836018463089730007</id><published>2011-08-21T10:49:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T11:04:02.952-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Pequena</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="copy"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11451377/tumblr_likwd19Zr81qd9r43o1_500_large_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11451377/tumblr_likwd19Zr81qd9r43o1_500_large_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;“Acalma esse coração, pequena, que desespero nunca resolveu problema.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-7836018463089730007?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/7836018463089730007/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=7836018463089730007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7836018463089730007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/7836018463089730007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/08/pequena.html' title='Pequena'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-8688332520296321363</id><published>2011-07-31T11:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T11:50:17.416-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>De tudo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Ando um pouco para dentro, não sei se você entende. Me  fechei um pouco, de tudo. Me abri para mim, me fechei para o resto.  Ainda não sei se é certo ou no que vai dar, mas garanto que estou me  descobrindo um pouco.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-8688332520296321363?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/8688332520296321363/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=8688332520296321363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8688332520296321363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8688332520296321363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/07/de-tudo.html' title='De tudo'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-4659389007834733058</id><published>2011-07-31T11:48:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T11:53:07.277-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>E só</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11449885/art-eye-eyes-mascara-wink-Favim.com-90064_large.jpg?1309535806" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11449885/art-eye-eyes-mascara-wink-Favim.com-90064_large.jpg?1309535806" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;“Vai menina, fecha os olhos. Solta os cabelos. Joga a  vida. Como quem não tem o que perder. Como quem não aposta. Como quem  brinca somente. Vai, esquece do mundo. Molha os pés na poça. Mergulha no  que te dá vontade. Que a vida não espera por você. Abraça o que te faz  sorrir. Sonha que é de graça. Não espere. Promessas, vão e vem. Planos,  se desfazem. Regras, você as dita. Palavras, o vento leva. Distância, só  existe pra quem quer. Sonhos, se realizam, ou não. Os olhos se fecham  um dia, pra sempre. E o que importa você sabe, menina. É o quão isso te  faz sorrir. E só.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-4659389007834733058?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/4659389007834733058/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=4659389007834733058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/4659389007834733058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/4659389007834733058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/07/e-so.html' title='E só'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-8495434579282620988</id><published>2011-07-30T12:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T11:56:28.015-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Eu juro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11365972/252851_200334633345555_153754091336943_543602_4497228_n_large.jpg?1309357529" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11365972/252851_200334633345555_153754091336943_543602_4497228_n_large.jpg?1309357529" width="390" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Eu juro que da próxima vez que nos vermos eu já estarei ótima e morta de paixão, mas não será por você novamente, eu juro."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-8495434579282620988?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/8495434579282620988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=8495434579282620988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8495434579282620988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8495434579282620988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/07/eu-juro.html' title='Eu juro'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-427484086527146440</id><published>2011-07-30T12:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T11:59:41.048-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Cicatrizes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/8997446/tumblr_ljynnlUnBo1qgl4n0o1_500_large.jpg?1303323776" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/8997446/tumblr_ljynnlUnBo1qgl4n0o1_500_large.jpg?1303323776" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Temos de ver todas as cicatrizes como algo belo. Combinado? Este vai ser  o nosso segredo. Porque, acredite em mim, uma cicatriz não se forma num  morto. Uma cicatriz significa: “Eu sobrevivi”."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-427484086527146440?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/427484086527146440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=427484086527146440&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/427484086527146440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/427484086527146440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/07/cicatrizes.html' title='Cicatrizes'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665375372738497212.post-8529491769450509538</id><published>2011-07-30T12:09:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T12:01:10.008-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'>Restos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/8680047/tumblr_ljdzlgYaC41qh2p62o1_400_large.jpg?1302437317" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/8680047/tumblr_ljdzlgYaC41qh2p62o1_400_large.jpg?1302437317" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Acredite em você mesmo, pois é só você que pode se auto julgar.Ouse,  arrisque e nunca se arrependa.Não desista jamais e saiba valorizar quem  te ama, esses sim merecem seu respeito. Quanto ao resto, bom, ninguém  nunca precisou de restos para ser feliz."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665375372738497212-8529491769450509538?l=aomomentopresente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/feeds/8529491769450509538/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665375372738497212&amp;postID=8529491769450509538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8529491769450509538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665375372738497212/posts/default/8529491769450509538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aomomentopresente.blogspot.com/2011/07/restos.html' title='Restos'/><author><name>♡ maria vicentina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403269027712911957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrLCSTqIJ_U/TnvSO8nH58I/AAAAAAAAB3w/JOiVxoKierM/s220/Tina0301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
