<?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-102911209271564469</id><updated>2012-02-11T15:03:18.715-08:00</updated><category term='{.....}'/><title type='text'>Com você</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-of.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102911209271564469/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-of.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Half of me is you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355943548750430220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nCyVgCMm-gk/Tzbznf6G-sI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1V9w1TF0Hq4/s220/tumblr_lyb2cx7wCm1r0egxlo1_500.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102911209271564469.post-1434402204347633417</id><published>2012-02-11T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T14:59:37.421-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='{.....}'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Quando as pessoas não nos conhecem verdadeiramente, elas são capazes de nos fazer qualquer tipo de 'proposta indecente' sem achar que aquilo vai nos incomodar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A impressão que eu tenho é de que muita gente que passa por aqui não faz uma leitura de mim 'ao pé da letra'. E se engana a meu respeito ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Eu sou muito mais a que uma frase de livro, um vestido de noiva, uma imagem bonita, um trecho de música ou um recadinho amoroso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Existe uma raiva legítima dentro de mim. E eu não aceito que as pessoas afrontem as minhas ideias, os meus interesses, as minhas verdades, a minha maneira de viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Que fiquem claros os meus limites. Não chegue perto de mim querendo abusar da minha boa vontade, não!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Você pode se deparar com os monstros que moram no meu peito!!! E eu sempre prefiro guardá-los para momentos de guerra!!!&lt;/span&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/102911209271564469-1434402204347633417?l=half-of.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://half-of.blogspot.com/feeds/1434402204347633417/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://half-of.blogspot.com/2012/02/quando-as-pessoas-nao-nos-conhecem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102911209271564469/posts/default/1434402204347633417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/102911209271564469/posts/default/1434402204347633417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://half-of.blogspot.com/2012/02/quando-as-pessoas-nao-nos-conhecem.html' title=''/><author><name>Half of me is you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355943548750430220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nCyVgCMm-gk/Tzbznf6G-sI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1V9w1TF0Hq4/s220/tumblr_lyb2cx7wCm1r0egxlo1_500.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
