tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23507449401725031472024-02-19T16:57:03.332-08:00As MaravilhasJuliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.comBlogger269125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-22060888156961654902011-12-08T07:32:00.000-08:002011-12-08T07:32:07.691-08:00# Perder as pessoas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHrhs82Hyl5lt3tMvE9kYDETHreq3fXwamz1NaKRlwq1KAaQu1lA8Fd_oe68NahDkk5d-gxC49q5qufDmZnz_1lGQ-SmBi4IcCEFqA20hiri-gJwHRk56VQje7an49Z7sZGS48u-HUho_v/s1600/displaypicture_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHrhs82Hyl5lt3tMvE9kYDETHreq3fXwamz1NaKRlwq1KAaQu1lA8Fd_oe68NahDkk5d-gxC49q5qufDmZnz_1lGQ-SmBi4IcCEFqA20hiri-gJwHRk56VQje7an49Z7sZGS48u-HUho_v/s400/displaypicture_thumb.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;">Se as pessoas estão sempre indo e vindo, eu só queria alguém minimamente eterno em sua duração, que me fizesse parar de achar normal essa história de perder as pessoas pela vida.</span> </div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>- Verônica Heiss.</strong></span></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-20272142986483847172011-12-07T16:03:00.001-08:002011-12-07T16:03:40.245-08:00# Frase<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3JjJYkHq5Pv6-TgPJ2UFaoUvuxJa3EYZDdCFKdGFFCaq6_54lzkLju90tz-ZiG246SuxIwb9MWh_4Rs8I3BU8Gd2wVyDbeDUVRft0hno3SE2cWlz4_PuYH7FdB0WmvuzAQBkoi1Vek5kv/s1600/tumblr_ltfzi1NXTc1qfcpulo1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3JjJYkHq5Pv6-TgPJ2UFaoUvuxJa3EYZDdCFKdGFFCaq6_54lzkLju90tz-ZiG246SuxIwb9MWh_4Rs8I3BU8Gd2wVyDbeDUVRft0hno3SE2cWlz4_PuYH7FdB0WmvuzAQBkoi1Vek5kv/s400/tumblr_ltfzi1NXTc1qfcpulo1_500_thumb.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="quote"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="q" style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Somos todos colecionadores de decepções.</span></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-6257261525774410332011-12-07T16:01:00.001-08:002011-12-07T16:01:30.323-08:00# Frase<div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="post_title">Engole o choro menina, e finge que não viu aquilo.</span></span></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-69876556979473109862011-12-07T15:55:00.001-08:002011-12-07T15:55:58.964-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-5RuUhNjgEa6HpB1sWneuWc-8JfvR3S_NLgjiBzsKtUJtd1Cl_Z7jfEbV1UjiUXR0HJJqHUMSTVSRfMHMxgzdi5xcTdit1OHTkjyDGVYUBij4HYVpwz9T-8g_AvPZd7Zb8WOoUfnnQ3Fh/s1600/tumblr_lvuy3aX9T31r7uftso1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-5RuUhNjgEa6HpB1sWneuWc-8JfvR3S_NLgjiBzsKtUJtd1Cl_Z7jfEbV1UjiUXR0HJJqHUMSTVSRfMHMxgzdi5xcTdit1OHTkjyDGVYUBij4HYVpwz9T-8g_AvPZd7Zb8WOoUfnnQ3Fh/s400/tumblr_lvuy3aX9T31r7uftso1_500_thumb.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">E apesar de rir e fingir que não me importo, eu me importo sim. Tem dias que gostaria de ser diferente, mas isso é impossível. Estou preso ao caráter com qual nasci, e mesmo assim tenho certeza de que não sou má pessoa. Faço o máximo para agradar a todos, mais do que eles suspeitariam num milhão de anos.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;"> — O Diário de Anne Frank. </span></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-37720275507940524322011-10-30T14:39:00.001-07:002011-10-30T14:39:03.379-07:00# Frase<blockquote> <div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;">Você tem que parar de sentir falta, de quem não sente de você.</span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </span></span><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;"> - <strong>Caio F. </strong></span></div><div class="align-right"> </div></blockquote>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-39746196200514813282011-10-25T07:48:00.001-07:002011-10-25T07:48:47.282-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigJqwJcxyuQfI6dCGLp1lo6s5PgmA4v_skEGBFvVathmL7Zy11UJR_FGfL2cFX-fKAUYBwRZdIItJuNmtIpobZiRnSShygB0dlUShkmSstZ80KXlUKcAaKL4FnxLnmxa686Ly3l6X5z1Ol/s1600/tumblr_lqyyv2AjjH1r0noc5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="125" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigJqwJcxyuQfI6dCGLp1lo6s5PgmA4v_skEGBFvVathmL7Zy11UJR_FGfL2cFX-fKAUYBwRZdIItJuNmtIpobZiRnSShygB0dlUShkmSstZ80KXlUKcAaKL4FnxLnmxa686Ly3l6X5z1Ol/s400/tumblr_lqyyv2AjjH1r0noc5.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-29270887839766548182011-10-23T14:55:00.001-07:002011-10-23T14:55:11.393-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzErz_wo0fw9YjDlTFCPqtlNw0rXh3NL9W9jIAEcHWxwLerlGHU0d0AQ-QSEjpWb0Ce8_OKhLr1N2moBkkEr-AbhMTTEdpjKN_Lr8I8yperukZssfoaxHeZRT3hooP-uoS1Ra1D2BKzHP8/s1600/tumblr_lswpbsb1op1qdsvt7o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="217" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzErz_wo0fw9YjDlTFCPqtlNw0rXh3NL9W9jIAEcHWxwLerlGHU0d0AQ-QSEjpWb0Ce8_OKhLr1N2moBkkEr-AbhMTTEdpjKN_Lr8I8yperukZssfoaxHeZRT3hooP-uoS1Ra1D2BKzHP8/s400/tumblr_lswpbsb1op1qdsvt7o1_500.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-68204205965248511462011-10-23T14:50:00.000-07:002011-10-23T14:50:37.739-07:00# Orkut<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj13s1iGXJCyztlCsEqEU1rGM4UcZFkihMxDyNoOixhFYsrjQXPFt6FMCrhH2V_okR70UQ3PHMGJQg-S6PDfS8u9d9J32TPgCRZbt1ZO-qvd8Gigc4T2BG1FYZIOEH9n-apw-e9Z1IqYNMV/s1600/tumblr_lt4x2kGqzY1qmz3y2o1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj13s1iGXJCyztlCsEqEU1rGM4UcZFkihMxDyNoOixhFYsrjQXPFt6FMCrhH2V_okR70UQ3PHMGJQg-S6PDfS8u9d9J32TPgCRZbt1ZO-qvd8Gigc4T2BG1FYZIOEH9n-apw-e9Z1IqYNMV/s400/tumblr_lt4x2kGqzY1qmz3y2o1_500_thumb.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="quote medium" style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div class="quote medium" style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;">Agora eu sou como o Orkut. Já fui importante na vida das pessoas, sempre requisitado. Aos poucos fui perdendo destaque. Hoje todo mundo sabe que eu existo, mas ninguém chega perto. Me trocaram por algum Facebook da vida.</span></div><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"> </span> <table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><tbody>
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</span></td> <td class="quote_source" style="text-align: right;" valign="top"><span style="font-size: large;"> -Caio Augusto Leite</span></td></tr>
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</span></td> <td class="quote_source" style="text-align: right;" valign="top"><span style="font-size: large;"> -Caio F. Abreu</span></td></tr>
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</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Eu não sinto a sua falta. Eu sinto falta da pessoa que eu pensei que você fosse…</span></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-81301006703511460692011-10-23T14:44:00.000-07:002011-10-23T14:44:29.795-07:00# Crie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9CnqQ6DHzJGyEJ99wYAYllLmVX9PnCijXCtCq18rFX5sska-56WOSg2UNTSiBD-JrAKrmKdJDfieClCVfrHH8I_MOsPEZ2nzS1w3wTf8wNEez0GQADJz2fODyZ6f3Vq251HysJ9-FClKM/s1600/tumblr_lg0xpmRxz41qcvnhlo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9CnqQ6DHzJGyEJ99wYAYllLmVX9PnCijXCtCq18rFX5sska-56WOSg2UNTSiBD-JrAKrmKdJDfieClCVfrHH8I_MOsPEZ2nzS1w3wTf8wNEez0GQADJz2fODyZ6f3Vq251HysJ9-FClKM/s400/tumblr_lg0xpmRxz41qcvnhlo1_500.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Crie laços com as pessoas que te fazem bem, que lhe parecem verdadeiras e desfaça os nós que lhe prendem àquelas que foram significativas na sua vida mas infelizmente, por vontade própria, deixaram de ser.<br />
Nó aperta…<br />
Laço enfeita…<br />
Simples assim!</span></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-38444661222235549312011-10-23T14:40:00.001-07:002011-10-23T14:40:53.267-07:00<div class="title" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Se você morresse hoje, estaria orgulhoso pelo que andou fazendo no mundo? </span></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-24363257282826367962011-10-23T14:39:00.000-07:002011-10-23T14:39:27.638-07:00# Frase<div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;">Meu mal é gostar de pessoas que não entendem nada de amor.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong> - Cazuza</strong></span></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-3617155481380275102011-10-23T14:38:00.000-07:002011-10-23T14:38:01.170-07:00# ...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8jEVspoUNJzlcFuuT_opL6lovkO_SCpISqWHkl0h8MmaHSA_9cHMOz-pOAyPHlXplOiWtdX7XseD0CkdyUZ_jtA49N69bzCO55pDMqHdSyxu3UcDkVod3ENuhDYOIIIVIoZYZHPb6gIZq/s1600/20080919134717.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8jEVspoUNJzlcFuuT_opL6lovkO_SCpISqWHkl0h8MmaHSA_9cHMOz-pOAyPHlXplOiWtdX7XseD0CkdyUZ_jtA49N69bzCO55pDMqHdSyxu3UcDkVod3ENuhDYOIIIVIoZYZHPb6gIZq/s400/20080919134717.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">- Garçom… que dose de mentira você tem?<br />
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- Temos: eu te amo, nunca vou te deixar, eu quero você comigo, sinto saudades e também temos uma que anda saindo bastante: ‘pode confiar em mim’.<br />
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- Ah… Manda todas que hoje eu quero me iludir!</span></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-55753615047670286982011-10-23T14:33:00.000-07:002011-10-23T14:33:30.545-07:00# Indo e vindo<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQjuVbligGMzInEEeOFpX8et-O1GoNr6_vNaS44HV-FZ__YlVf-I7DW900656kpR3uOHQljfHAGuXIafkEs_oqHEezeSytJHpo9TUR_KAFOhiqZIWoiQWOCC131Eo_77Xzgl_10mIH3V7X/s1600/226408_2013007927209_1304123486_2374217_3551547_n_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQjuVbligGMzInEEeOFpX8et-O1GoNr6_vNaS44HV-FZ__YlVf-I7DW900656kpR3uOHQljfHAGuXIafkEs_oqHEezeSytJHpo9TUR_KAFOhiqZIWoiQWOCC131Eo_77Xzgl_10mIH3V7X/s400/226408_2013007927209_1304123486_2374217_3551547_n_thumb.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;">Se as pessoas estão sempre indo e vindo, eu só queria alguém minimamente eterno em sua duração, que me fizesse parar de achar normal essa história de perder as pessoas pela vida.</span> </div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>- Verônica Heiss.</strong></span></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-5029609497903494162011-10-23T14:30:00.001-07:002011-10-23T14:30:48.859-07:00# Aprendi<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw-4n73zf_JEoUN9XLsWBPOmUd8skVw6GgJ_3KzU8TYB7M4ZvPSMFbU9QIXEihSJXQzGJ8GHk1GrZrAY8XpR_32vB86nWN_K_hlv233T6fIDnBPs8tTO2_c5hGzLeCwDyr6B-_PMw2ogwV/s1600/tumblr_ltdej63V8q1qb621uo1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw-4n73zf_JEoUN9XLsWBPOmUd8skVw6GgJ_3KzU8TYB7M4ZvPSMFbU9QIXEihSJXQzGJ8GHk1GrZrAY8XpR_32vB86nWN_K_hlv233T6fIDnBPs8tTO2_c5hGzLeCwDyr6B-_PMw2ogwV/s400/tumblr_ltdej63V8q1qb621uo1_500_thumb.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;">Tenho aprendido que tudo tem jeito, o tempo é remédio pra tudo, vivendo e aprendendo.</span></div><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"> </span><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;">- Caio Fernando Abreu</span></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-81132273290762941072011-10-23T14:29:00.000-07:002011-10-23T14:29:43.501-07:00# Livre<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGgsVu1Rg3-Z16Co92sqzPwQttEKUnzRy7Igaud1ZH9KxPhCh86dWuh36BWCSTRrcS5LtV8cd7Bjy6EyLIdYCOxbH2GnWkl9R1y-pHGuNqHjasK6JsGEMlpPVXITggLU-HsrqZjgIMsyIJ/s1600/tumblr_ltdej63V8q1qb621uo1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span>Deixo-te livre para sentir minha falta, se é que faço falta. Tens meu número, na verdade, meu coração, então se sentir vontade de falar comigo, me procura você.</span></span></div><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"> </span><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span>- Caio Fernando Abreu</span></span></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-31270696536171953182011-10-21T16:46:00.001-07:002011-10-21T16:46:51.658-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMtU92LJ5IwhDpyku5j06PwSAJZEcRiY6LjsM1RR6OcM6IgVQzobdY1F_0G9LxUkOikleTetK01Dr9Z6K9fR97Y0-ZUB-9zApPym8sORIsaw2FUrOWZakegznRpB5WZ3R8D_oDrx36g8di/s1600/312905_216128098454411_100001716689055_583051_1858397993_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="283" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMtU92LJ5IwhDpyku5j06PwSAJZEcRiY6LjsM1RR6OcM6IgVQzobdY1F_0G9LxUkOikleTetK01Dr9Z6K9fR97Y0-ZUB-9zApPym8sORIsaw2FUrOWZakegznRpB5WZ3R8D_oDrx36g8di/s400/312905_216128098454411_100001716689055_583051_1858397993_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-33115272753950770022011-10-21T14:53:00.001-07:002011-10-21T14:53:42.681-07:00# Frase<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"<i>Pra você guardei o amor que sempre quis mostrar</i>" </span></div><span style="font-size: large;">—Nando Reis.</span>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-23162152516821380402011-10-21T14:52:00.000-07:002011-10-21T14:52:22.568-07:00# Acredito<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwDRfbuLIWEX-MvZC80LW1fzHaWcoYw1B3UjhAjCikRLvgKJvHfG2CIw_T5HLR1v1WMz6ihTpGg1N08ezay72GgDtdhg1Ci2Oduau9_oCIzxt4pKjOdlB5moFyMqIxIPFNZc9vmF9JAYIj/s1600/tumblr_lro5waB0831qf80t0o1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwDRfbuLIWEX-MvZC80LW1fzHaWcoYw1B3UjhAjCikRLvgKJvHfG2CIw_T5HLR1v1WMz6ihTpGg1N08ezay72GgDtdhg1Ci2Oduau9_oCIzxt4pKjOdlB5moFyMqIxIPFNZc9vmF9JAYIj/s400/tumblr_lro5waB0831qf80t0o1_500_thumb.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Acredito em sonhos, não em utopia. Mas quando sonho, sonho alto. Estou aqui é pra viver, cair, levantar e seguir em frente. Sou isso hoje. Amanhã já me reinventei. Reinvento-me sempre que a vida pede um pouco mais de mim. Sou complexa, mistura, sou mulher com cara de menina. E vice-versa. Me perco, me procuro e me acho. E quando necessário, enlouqueço e deixo rolar." </span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">—Tati Bernardi.</span></span> </div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-80809062457565201072011-10-12T16:12:00.001-07:002011-10-12T16:12:23.406-07:00<div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span>A ironia é uma forma elegante de ser mau.</span></span></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-67125516473695425342011-10-12T16:11:00.000-07:002011-10-12T16:11:52.196-07:00# ...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii7LNeio8L6eump2h6php5zokPD5AVX-Ouy-3DU-3a-MGMErIyqkrF5ANpQpV5XixO7AiyPwOjt6P_am6PuHqWG4OBIey9gRHBMJZdEDUFciTYiQ3HYKZv6t-jPsDRxMY4pf73_RENHwqs/s1600/6209549723_5cecc4f473_o_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii7LNeio8L6eump2h6php5zokPD5AVX-Ouy-3DU-3a-MGMErIyqkrF5ANpQpV5XixO7AiyPwOjt6P_am6PuHqWG4OBIey9gRHBMJZdEDUFciTYiQ3HYKZv6t-jPsDRxMY4pf73_RENHwqs/s400/6209549723_5cecc4f473_o_thumb.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span>Ás vezes, estamos sem rumo, mas alguém entra em nossa vida, e se torna o nosso destino.</span></span></div><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"> </span><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span></span><span>-,Martha Medeiros</span></span></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-34287081255887415802011-10-12T16:09:00.000-07:002011-10-12T16:09:02.781-07:00# Frase<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjdx3oFY4BAVBcrTuejaXtdRFI4lczShmpELLqzL-SEP08RQiarFjQPvHEnEmbQJTxluNAz5d_QuuPG3ZdHwndu6CYGuF-_5ER97Azjwti2jvmcaH2D7ub_AT-CLtYrSc5zQWmmPNHlRTZ/s1600/tumblr_lrqiueHJrY1qd71d4o1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjdx3oFY4BAVBcrTuejaXtdRFI4lczShmpELLqzL-SEP08RQiarFjQPvHEnEmbQJTxluNAz5d_QuuPG3ZdHwndu6CYGuF-_5ER97Azjwti2jvmcaH2D7ub_AT-CLtYrSc5zQWmmPNHlRTZ/s400/tumblr_lrqiueHJrY1qd71d4o1_500_thumb.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<blockquote style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Não tem como encontrar a felicidade sem ter passado pela tristeza. Pense nisso, não é hora de se deixar abalar.</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;">- Caio Fernando Abreu</span></div></blockquote>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-48225730601779685732011-10-12T16:05:00.000-07:002011-10-12T16:05:19.334-07:00# Você<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSfw1V0ddieUOS4oL9bFFeexlOEKQ8ZbKy_MHAdAgBY4ux9Rp7Sr6DrkPP5z4MKBAHrAkX8BXZiAl7c6DE79jsISoUgIfB7t5jsmfWr98Aq1YOlCDYo24bOgoiEsT0ASmn4GKejyTgOVGV/s1600/tumblr_lrqio8LeMS1qd71d4o1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSfw1V0ddieUOS4oL9bFFeexlOEKQ8ZbKy_MHAdAgBY4ux9Rp7Sr6DrkPP5z4MKBAHrAkX8BXZiAl7c6DE79jsISoUgIfB7t5jsmfWr98Aq1YOlCDYo24bOgoiEsT0ASmn4GKejyTgOVGV/s400/tumblr_lrqio8LeMS1qd71d4o1_500_thumb.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="fr0" style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="fr0" style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span>Mas com você foi diferente, foi de primeira. </span><span>Quando te vi, até me faltou ar. </span><span>As oportunidades nessa vida me fazem crer que quando estamos frente á frente, só eu e você, o tempo passa. Tudo é mais fácil. Difícil é esquecer o que eu faço quando você se vai. <strong>Eu fico aqui bolando planos mirabolantes, fico inconstante. Pareço iniciante.</strong> Eu vou fazer de tudo pra trazer você pra perto de mim… Pode acreditar que sim</span></span></div><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"> </span><div class="fr0" style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"><span></span><span class="aut"><span>- </span></span><span>Tico Santa Cruz</span></span><span class="aut"><span></span></span></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350744940172503147.post-91426921369187862032011-10-12T16:01:00.000-07:002011-10-12T16:01:08.753-07:00# Momentos<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc1FoXyS1indCLbSJl7-IHXCAspq1CNHE8EiYaRHj5UcD-ZKXvYH19i6jij5fq9AvFVptF94-grP9er5qttGmzIF0iltEJmSNMx8MePFZhAPtsLeqdNcj5IcQbyx6cbSZOEQDQNq8Er1vj/s1600/tumblr_lrqiveUS1d1qd71d4o1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc1FoXyS1indCLbSJl7-IHXCAspq1CNHE8EiYaRHj5UcD-ZKXvYH19i6jij5fq9AvFVptF94-grP9er5qttGmzIF0iltEJmSNMx8MePFZhAPtsLeqdNcj5IcQbyx6cbSZOEQDQNq8Er1vj/s400/tumblr_lrqiveUS1d1qd71d4o1_500_thumb.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span>Certos momentos a gente</span><span><em><span> </span></em></span><span>guarda pra sempre</span><span><span>,</span></span><span><span> alguns a gente tenta enterrar, outros a gente quer viver novamente.</span></span></span></div>Juliane Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05853218308667325358noreply@blogger.com0