<?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-2704018973943257724</id><updated>2011-08-08T17:12:21.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Made (in)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quasemefui.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704018973943257724/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quasemefui.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rayssa N.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646054017243495453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GKHO7JpvcM/TKOxOnJDJMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/XhffbTE2kbg/S220/059.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704018973943257724.post-8498129970581552754</id><published>2010-09-29T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T08:51:57.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life (8)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GKHO7JpvcM/TKO8mdzWMGI/AAAAAAAAAUk/NGPtLvWEyJY/s1600/OgAAAEW7I7jjS6FdBCnBfrOYm9sSp7NMNkp3JBLxt6dNMxOov67Hk5145yC-TulJUj0kotlgqEAHDMZzDKnmQo-r510Am1T1UIWKs_QAaiJ_v9K_XK5ily5N8f_B.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GKHO7JpvcM/TKO8mdzWMGI/AAAAAAAAAUk/NGPtLvWEyJY/s200/OgAAAEW7I7jjS6FdBCnBfrOYm9sSp7NMNkp3JBLxt6dNMxOov67Hk5145yC-TulJUj0kotlgqEAHDMZzDKnmQo-r510Am1T1UIWKs_QAaiJ_v9K_XK5ily5N8f_B.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;"Abre os teus armários, eu estou a te esperar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Para ver deitar o sol sobre os teus braços, castos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Cobre a culpa vã, até amanhã eu vou ficar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;E fazer do teu sorriso um abrigo..."&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; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Los Hermanos - Casa Pré-Fabricada&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; .-.-.-.-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pauta mediana:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Hoje,um dia feliz.Sinceramente,não teve nada de emocionante ou especial,mas me senti muito bem.Minha vida,eu diria que está em constantes modificações,uma hora eu desisto,outra eu persisto,talvez eu tenha me acostumado com essa forma de viver.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Acima,uma música que eu amo(ah,que bobagem,eu amo quase todas dos Los Hermanos),como eu digo "Poesia pura".Fiquem com Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besos (volto quando puder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704018973943257724-8498129970581552754?l=quasemefui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quasemefui.blogspot.com/feeds/8498129970581552754/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quasemefui.blogspot.com/2010/09/abre-os-teus-armarios-eu-estou-te.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704018973943257724/posts/default/8498129970581552754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704018973943257724/posts/default/8498129970581552754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quasemefui.blogspot.com/2010/09/abre-os-teus-armarios-eu-estou-te.html' title='Life (8)'/><author><name>Rayssa N.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646054017243495453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GKHO7JpvcM/TKOxOnJDJMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/XhffbTE2kbg/S220/059.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GKHO7JpvcM/TKO8mdzWMGI/AAAAAAAAAUk/NGPtLvWEyJY/s72-c/OgAAAEW7I7jjS6FdBCnBfrOYm9sSp7NMNkp3JBLxt6dNMxOov67Hk5145yC-TulJUj0kotlgqEAHDMZzDKnmQo-r510Am1T1UIWKs_QAaiJ_v9K_XK5ily5N8f_B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704018973943257724.post-8725909242886255283</id><published>2010-07-24T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T12:41:28.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GKHO7JpvcM/TEtBWTwNTcI/AAAAAAAAAQk/fOZ484xljtI/s1600/OgAAAKSsVUVPMhs5rvqH5NSPmsLQnZW6vUqQAOQPidt9QK5qwPqbbxSz33V6vp-B-eksAd9YO9MMjsf9Ho-XPP4Df_sAm1T1UFyWCrC0CZZqszy7ntvziK407gcw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="140" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GKHO7JpvcM/TEtBWTwNTcI/AAAAAAAAAQk/fOZ484xljtI/s200/OgAAAKSsVUVPMhs5rvqH5NSPmsLQnZW6vUqQAOQPidt9QK5qwPqbbxSz33V6vp-B-eksAd9YO9MMjsf9Ho-XPP4Df_sAm1T1UFyWCrC0CZZqszy7ntvziK407gcw.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;as vezes diz tudo,as vezes diz nada.As vezes torçemos para que não diga tudo e permaneça no nada.Nas outras ocasiões preferimos que diga tudo para que não haja o constrangimento de ficar no nada.&lt;br /&gt;Entender o silêncio?Isso é questão de tempo e paciência.&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; .-.-.-.-.-.-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pauta Rápida: &lt;/strong&gt;Espero que tenham curtido o recesso ou que estejam curtindo.Ao contrário de mim,que permaneço nesse tédio entre quatro paredes.&lt;br /&gt;Besos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704018973943257724-8725909242886255283?l=quasemefui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quasemefui.blogspot.com/feeds/8725909242886255283/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quasemefui.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-silencio.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704018973943257724/posts/default/8725909242886255283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704018973943257724/posts/default/8725909242886255283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quasemefui.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-silencio.html' title='O silêncio'/><author><name>Rayssa N.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646054017243495453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GKHO7JpvcM/TKOxOnJDJMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/XhffbTE2kbg/S220/059.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GKHO7JpvcM/TEtBWTwNTcI/AAAAAAAAAQk/fOZ484xljtI/s72-c/OgAAAKSsVUVPMhs5rvqH5NSPmsLQnZW6vUqQAOQPidt9QK5qwPqbbxSz33V6vp-B-eksAd9YO9MMjsf9Ho-XPP4Df_sAm1T1UFyWCrC0CZZqszy7ntvziK407gcw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704018973943257724.post-3914672507429476886</id><published>2010-06-28T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T14:14:05.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>illuson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GKHO7JpvcM/TKOr9lEdbLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/HvjMjNihcXo/s1600/4855302358_3756af831d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GKHO7JpvcM/TKOr9lEdbLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/HvjMjNihcXo/s320/4855302358_3756af831d.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um mundo totalmente inventado&lt;/strong&gt;. Luzes nos cabelos e calças de todas as cores possíveis. Óculos &lt;strong&gt;Ray Ban Wayfarer&lt;/strong&gt; e tênis de skatista com cadarço &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;verde-limão&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Revistas Capricho&lt;/strong&gt; em vez do caderno da escola e o&amp;nbsp;gloss em vez da &lt;strong&gt;caneta&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; Livros&lt;/strong&gt;? Diarios dos Vampiros e a saga Crepúsculo. &lt;strong&gt;Música&lt;/strong&gt;? Restart e Cine. &lt;strong&gt;Assunto do momento&lt;/strong&gt;? O que a fulana usou quando foi vista saindo de um bar super badalado de Los Angeles. &lt;strong&gt;Um musical clássico e imperdível&lt;/strong&gt;? High School Musical. &lt;strong&gt;Uma banda estrangeira&lt;/strong&gt;? Jonas Brothers.&lt;strong&gt;Uma amiga perfeita&lt;/strong&gt;?aquela igual a você. &lt;strong&gt;Rock de verdade&lt;/strong&gt;? NxZero. &lt;strong&gt;Novela&lt;/strong&gt;?Malhação.&lt;strong&gt;Seriado&lt;/strong&gt;?Gossip Girl. &lt;strong&gt;Pra falar que é a fodona&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Supernatural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,mas na verdade só assiste por causa dos protagonistas,afinal,&lt;strong&gt;sangue é nojento e demonio é coisa de gente que não curte a vida&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Igreja&lt;/strong&gt;? Aah claro,você é&lt;strong&gt; super de Deus,&lt;/strong&gt;vai pra igreja por causa do garoto da escola&amp;nbsp;e fica louca pro culto acabar&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;para você ir postar no&amp;nbsp;Twitter&amp;nbsp;sobre&amp;nbsp;a sua nova chapinha&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Fotografia&lt;/strong&gt;? Seu Álbum do orkut está lotado com fotinhas &lt;strong&gt;que contém a legenda de alguma poesia que copiou sem nenhuma dificuldade do msn de alguém&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Galera&lt;/strong&gt;?Só o pessoal da &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Nigth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dizer &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;'Eu te Amo'&lt;/span&gt;?Não é díficil,afinal,você disse isso &lt;strong&gt;para todos os seus ficantes até agora&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;Namorado Perfeito&lt;/strong&gt;? Aquele que parece o Edward,&lt;strong&gt;mas que come todas as suas amigas enquanto você se afoga neste mundo totalmente inventado e cheio de ilusões&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;&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;&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pauta Longa:&lt;/strong&gt; OEOE.Bom,estou de volta.E já comecei com um texto pelo qual eu não pude deixar de postar.Talvez você se sinta ofendido(a) de alguma forma ao se identificar&lt;strike&gt; infelizmente&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;em algum momento com as situações acima,portanto,quero deixar bem claro,que meu intuito não é ofender e muito menos julgar,mas com estes exemplos mostrar que tudo isso não é nada mais do que um circulo vicioso em que se encontra a nova geração atualmente.Por tanto,espero que entendam que tanto faz você gostar ou não,a única coisa que eu quero é que estejam atentos "ah não tem problema nenhum" é,mas são essas coisas pequenas e fúteis que podem mudar te destruir e te deixar tão obcecado em fazer o que os outros querem que de quando se vê você já está sem saída e não vai adiantar mais se lamentar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Obrigada a todos que apoiaram a minha volta e estou muuuito feliz,mesmo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Besos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704018973943257724-3914672507429476886?l=quasemefui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quasemefui.blogspot.com/feeds/3914672507429476886/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quasemefui.blogspot.com/2010/06/illuson.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704018973943257724/posts/default/3914672507429476886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704018973943257724/posts/default/3914672507429476886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quasemefui.blogspot.com/2010/06/illuson.html' title='illuson'/><author><name>Rayssa N.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646054017243495453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GKHO7JpvcM/TKOxOnJDJMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/XhffbTE2kbg/S220/059.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GKHO7JpvcM/TKOr9lEdbLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/HvjMjNihcXo/s72-c/4855302358_3756af831d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704018973943257724.post-1537710065273723478</id><published>2010-06-17T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T10:15:26.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New.</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Como devem&amp;nbsp; ter percebido,não há postagens antigas.Isso porque eu apaguei D: sim,sim apaguei para recomeçar.Ia optar por outras alternativas mas esta foi a que me pareceu mais rápida.O motivo... bom,decidi mudar algumas coisas,me angustiava outras mas agora está tudo certo.Em breve novas postagens :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2704018973943257724-1537710065273723478?l=quasemefui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quasemefui.blogspot.com/feeds/1537710065273723478/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quasemefui.blogspot.com/2010/06/new.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704018973943257724/posts/default/1537710065273723478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2704018973943257724/posts/default/1537710065273723478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quasemefui.blogspot.com/2010/06/new.html' title='New.'/><author><name>Rayssa N.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646054017243495453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GKHO7JpvcM/TKOxOnJDJMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/XhffbTE2kbg/S220/059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
