<?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-4238765869005850381</id><updated>2012-01-30T01:51:16.966Z</updated><category term='orgulho'/><category term='férias'/><category term='tomates'/><category term='mano'/><category term='algo'/><category term='foste.'/><category term='garganta'/><category term='querer'/><category term='Irmãos'/><category term='recomeça.'/><category term='A carta que nunca te escrevi.'/><category term='Bon Jovi'/><category term='Ola'/><category term='pircing'/><category term='jogo'/><category term='sorrir'/><category term='relaçao'/><category term='girl'/><category term='amar'/><category term='derreter'/><category term='malucos'/><category term='o'/><category term='FF'/><category term='festa.'/><category term='broken'/><category term='humor'/><category term='onde estas adolescente gelo distancia ver agora miuda ausencia frio futuro brincar'/><category term='Mãe.'/><category term='jp'/><category term='sentir'/><category term='ferias'/><category term='stress'/><category term='esquecer'/><category term='19. Parabens'/><category term='sonhos'/><category term='atençao'/><category term='Amo.te'/><category term='novidades'/><category term='novamente'/><category term='palavra'/><category term='amor'/><category term='blog'/><category term='heart'/><category term='samsung'/><category term='desistir'/><category term='bocas'/><category term='19'/><category term='Até um dia.'/><category term='beyonce'/><category term='bem'/><category term='perdiçao'/><category term='Talvez como no primeiro dia.'/><category term='Regresso'/><category term='exame'/><category term='gio'/><category term='odeio'/><category term='estados'/><category term='1º vez'/><title type='text'>Querer e não te ter</title><subtitle type='html'>A Inocência não dura para sempre</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>723</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-1798925244297973101</id><published>2012-01-29T22:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-29T22:41:01.997Z</updated><title type='text'>Over</title><content type='html'>Honey, I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;You are dead to me .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-1798925244297973101?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/1798925244297973101/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=1798925244297973101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/1798925244297973101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/1798925244297973101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/over.html' title='Over'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-7675349507822347066</id><published>2012-01-28T00:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-28T00:55:29.471Z</updated><title type='text'>I wanna smile again!</title><content type='html'>Já há muito que esta dor não aparecia no meu peito.&lt;br /&gt;Aquela dor de não conseguir dar respostas, nem sequer de olhar nos olhos de&amp;nbsp;ninguém&amp;nbsp;, só de ouvir e gelar por dentro.&lt;br /&gt;Uma das pessoas que mais amo, aproximou-se de mim apanhou-me desprevenida e envolveu os seus braços à volta da minha cintura e disse "A minha irmã está tão magra" . A minha primeira acção foi tirar os braços dele de mim e sair. A casa de banho por vezes chega a ser o sitio mais reconfortante. A vontade de partir os espelhos apareceu mas algo em mim controlou o movimento dos meus braços, as lágrimas instantaneamente alagaram os meus olhos e&amp;nbsp;caíram&amp;nbsp;. Já não me sentia assim há tanto tempo!&lt;br /&gt;Ouvi a minha mãe a falar com ele , ele não sabia , eu nunca quis que eles soubessem o que sofro, sempre quis que eles estivessem o mais fora&amp;nbsp;possível&amp;nbsp;deste assunto, quando voltei ao quarto a cabeça ia baixa para esconder as lágrimas , porque verem-me chorar? Não.&lt;br /&gt;Ela disse-me "não é preciso ficares assim com ele" , se há&amp;nbsp;alguém&amp;nbsp;ou algo que eu tenha que ficar chateada ou magoada é comigo mesma, não com o meu irmão.&lt;br /&gt;Desta vez não sei o que aconteceu para voltar a ter perdido , não sei!&lt;br /&gt;Por momentos queria só ouvir a voz dele , a tentar fazer-me sorrir sem saber que o faço, queria o abraço dele para me sentir segura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoro que o meu gato se aproxime de mim quando estou mal e que ele simplesmente não me deixe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-7675349507822347066?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/7675349507822347066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=7675349507822347066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7675349507822347066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7675349507822347066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-wanna-smile-again.html' title='I wanna smile again!'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-3569964896824751350</id><published>2012-01-26T15:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T19:38:12.814Z</updated><title type='text'>Friends with bebefits</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helevtica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Jamie: "No emotions, just sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helevtica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helevtica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Dylan: "I guess we should just start."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helevtica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Jamie: "Bedroom!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helevtica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Dylan: "What's wrong with the couch?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helevtica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Jamie: "The bedroom has better light, and since we're just friends I don't have to be insecure about my body."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helevtica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Dylan: "Come on, you're beautiful, you have nothing to...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helevtica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Jamie: "No no no no no! That sounds emotionally supportive...lock that down!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helevtica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Dylan: "Your ass is a little bony."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helevtica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Jamie: "Much better."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-3569964896824751350?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-8591822337849920592</id><published>2012-01-25T01:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-25T01:49:19.817Z</updated><title type='text'>R.</title><content type='html'>eu não sinto, eu sei que ela está chateada comigo.&lt;br /&gt;sei que ela só quer que eu esteja bem e que não sofra .&lt;br /&gt;perde-la é a ultima coisa que eu quero =/.&lt;br /&gt;porque se ha alguem que é importante para mim neste momento é ela!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-8591822337849920592?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/8591822337849920592/comments/default' title='Enviar 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-339709000605470899</id><published>2012-01-24T21:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-24T21:39:03.441Z</updated><title type='text'>Gostares.</title><content type='html'>Gostava de ter estado com ele hoje.&lt;br /&gt;More&amp;nbsp;opportunity&amp;nbsp;please .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-339709000605470899?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/339709000605470899/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=339709000605470899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/339709000605470899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/339709000605470899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/gostares.html' title='Gostares.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-8874962843746553831</id><published>2012-01-24T00:13:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-24T00:13:24.719Z</updated><title type='text'>Hello ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Conversa de café.. com elas ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Conta-me tu e o outro chavalo..&lt;br /&gt;C: Não há chavalo, nem principe encantado , nem miudo .. nada.&lt;br /&gt;N: Que ideia . Ele só não te sai da cabeça. E tu queres voltinhas.&lt;br /&gt;C : E eu quero beber o meu café descansada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Esta foi a parte onde fiquei sem o meu&amp;nbsp;portátil.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: Quando disseste que ele não fazia o teu estilo , pensava que estavas a ironizar .. mas..&lt;br /&gt;A: Sim... Agora tenho a certeza que ele não faz o teu&amp;nbsp;género.. Explica-me como é que tu..&lt;br /&gt;C: Oh não é assim tão mau! Gosto dos olhos dele , do sorriso&amp;nbsp;estúpido&amp;nbsp;dele, e os seus beijos...&lt;br /&gt;N: Explica-me aquela barba ... é que eu sempre te ouvi dizer "odeio barba , só no queixo"&lt;br /&gt;C: oh da.lhe um ar maduro naquela cara de puto! e ele tem um ar&amp;nbsp;apetecível&amp;nbsp;.. ele parece um cordeiro com pele de lobo!&lt;br /&gt;A: E que te quer comer, passando à frente, não faço a&amp;nbsp;mínima&amp;nbsp;como é que coise..&lt;br /&gt;C: Os opostos atraem-se .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem elas que me&amp;nbsp;conhecem&amp;nbsp;bem acreditam que eu tive algo contigo e que tu me atrais.. Juro-te que não sei o que tens para que possas por assim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-8874962843746553831?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/8874962843746553831/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=8874962843746553831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/8874962843746553831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/8874962843746553831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello.html' title='Hello ..'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-5031835827377056931</id><published>2012-01-23T21:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:41:38.943Z</updated><title type='text'>Por favor...</title><content type='html'>Monteiro.. que seja a ultima vez que eu te vejo amanha ..&lt;br /&gt;Por favor.. não é que sejas mau professor.. é que apenas eu já não aguento estudar para ti ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-5031835827377056931?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/5031835827377056931/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=5031835827377056931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5031835827377056931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5031835827377056931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/por-favor.html' title='Por favor...'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-4604349347313512387</id><published>2012-01-23T00:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T00:02:12.746Z</updated><title type='text'>Quem mandou?!</title><content type='html'>Quem me mandou ir ver aquela mensagens quem?!&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo era "relação" .. sério ou não é relação. Tu proprio o disseste ..&lt;br /&gt;Não quero gostar de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Não preciso de me sentir seguro contigo... porque sei que o estou"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostava tanto daquela pessoa que eu conheci ha 4 meses ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-4604349347313512387?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/4604349347313512387/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=4604349347313512387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/4604349347313512387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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quando olhavas para mim e conseguias ler-me em todos os sentidos.&lt;br /&gt;Só tu me fazias abrir e "vomitar" tudo , confiava em ti e acho que não consigo confiar em mais ninguem , provavelmente se não estivesse a estudar e se tu ainda estivesses cá , estariamos juntos .. e se tivesse a estudar estavas comigo na mesma.&lt;br /&gt;Lembro-me quando te contava os meus segredos mais obscuros que niguem sabe, coisas que eu só te dizia a ti..e hoje ainda os tenho.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho saudades da tua opinião , do teu "ou abres os olhos ou eu abro-te à chapada" , tenho saudades daquele abraço que tu me davas e dizias baixinho " és a minha miuda" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te Jonas .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-708027781783100678?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-6399630383237041372</id><published>2012-01-22T00:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-22T00:27:23.552Z</updated><title type='text'>=/</title><content type='html'>É duro ouvir dos outros aquilo que eu gostava ouvir dele .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Quem eu quero não me quer&lt;br /&gt;E a quem me quer não me dou&lt;br /&gt;Prisioneira deste medo de me perder&lt;br /&gt;De voltar a dar de mim e outra vez depender&lt;br /&gt;De um amor que faz doer e dá prazer.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-6399630383237041372?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-4450635003138953132</id><published>2012-01-21T19:46:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-21T19:46:52.638Z</updated><title type='text'>oh lord..</title><content type='html'>Tirem-me Monteiro e Tiago da frente que eu já não posso com eles !&lt;br /&gt;1º semestre cansativo exaustivo e a 3 dias de acabar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please... preciso de ti para dar cabo das&amp;nbsp;minhas&amp;nbsp;frustrações&amp;nbsp;, se é que me entendes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-4450635003138953132?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/4450635003138953132/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=4450635003138953132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/4450635003138953132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/4450635003138953132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/oh-lord.html' title='oh lord..'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-7078460381353650012</id><published>2012-01-21T01:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-21T01:25:19.606Z</updated><title type='text'>Regret</title><content type='html'>Acho que me arrependo de ter escrito aquele texto...&lt;br /&gt;Pode-se anular um envio de texto atraves do skype? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-7078460381353650012?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/7078460381353650012/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-143042008929656225</id><published>2012-01-20T19:56:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T19:56:40.499Z</updated><title type='text'>weird</title><content type='html'>A teu lado .. foi tudo normal!&lt;br /&gt;Não senti o que sentia antigamente..&lt;br /&gt;Foi&amp;nbsp;esquisito..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-143042008929656225?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/143042008929656225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-5809633886716384598</id><published>2012-01-20T01:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T01:37:05.471Z</updated><title type='text'>Como gosto de ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;object 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://2.gvt0.com/vi/a5E-hI1sA8o/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a5E-hI1sA8o&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/a5E-hI1sA8o&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;‎"Tam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;bém gosto de ti duma maneira especial e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;Às vezes erro mas tu sabes que é normal mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;Só tu me excitas, me chateias, irritas, evitas e complicas (...) "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;I guess I like u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;"Não peço nada de mais , não quero a noite nem o brilho das estrelas com o toque da lua , basta só poder sentir o conforto que os teus braços outrora me trouxeram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4238765869005850381-5809633886716384598?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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title='47&apos;'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VyAmCr_AiiE/TxidSn_4X4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/sBDWV4WL3D8/s72-c/980x735.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-6406552070940249445</id><published>2012-01-18T20:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T20:58:56.560Z</updated><title type='text'>The meaning</title><content type='html'>A razão disto já há muito que o deixou de o ser , mas será sempre aquela razão.&lt;br /&gt;Posso dizer que essa razão está muito diferente, essa pessoa está mais madura, mais sexy vá.. há qualquer coisa nela que acha graça, tento saber o que de diferente há , talvez o olhar, a cara não sei.. está mais velho .&lt;br /&gt;Essa razão nunca me deixou, essa razão sempre esteve comigo quando eu mais precisei, sempre foi sincero comigo, sempre desabafei com ele , bastava dizer-lhe "aconteceu isto , preciso de ti" e ele deixava-me à vontade com ele , o que sentia mudou completamente , ainda ontem me disse "não te apaixones por mim outra vez" levou resposta que sabia ser certa "a tua panca já me passou" .&lt;br /&gt;Acho que fizemos uma boa escolha .&lt;br /&gt;Miúdo , por mais&amp;nbsp;difícil&amp;nbsp;que seja tomar&amp;nbsp;café&amp;nbsp;contigo , és a minha terra firme .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-6406552070940249445?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-3368381840326463456</id><published>2012-01-16T18:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-16T18:25:00.172Z</updated><title type='text'>Saudades.</title><content type='html'>Há alturas em que todos nós precisamos que digam que tenham saudades nossas, seja uma amiga , amigo,&amp;nbsp;familiar, até aquele(a) que tem o nosso coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando há&amp;nbsp;proximidade&amp;nbsp;há mais probabilidades disso acontecer. Mas e quando se dá um afastamento e entendemos que se calhar é melhor assim ,que o melhor é deixar e seguir em frente? Ao inicio custa não ver essa pessoa, não falar, evitar porque estamos a pensar em nós, porque nós é que importamos e se nós fossemos importantes essas pessoas não teriam nos deixado ir .&lt;br /&gt;Até que quando estamos a ficar seguros de nós, quando não&amp;nbsp;estávamos&amp;nbsp;nem aí para nada,&amp;nbsp;estávamos&amp;nbsp;por exemplo a apagar sms porque o raio do&amp;nbsp;telemóvel&amp;nbsp;não se calava com a informação de que a caixa de mensagens estava cheia e depois desse apagão das mesmas, o&amp;nbsp;telemóvel&amp;nbsp;vibra e&amp;nbsp;vê-se o nome dessa tal pessoa . O coração pára, o corpo treme e a cabeça diz "oh não". O medo invade o corpo , a curiosidade desperta o coração , "sim vá vamos la ver o que vem daí" , o medo aumenta e a lágrima caí ao ler "Tenho saudades tuas..."&lt;br /&gt;É lógico que a resposta que queremos dar é "eu&amp;nbsp;também.." mas não, a resposta que se deve de dar é " acho que te enganaste na pessoa =/" &amp;nbsp;"Porque raio é que ele devia de ter saudades minhas? Ele enganou-se de certeza!" Foi o que pensei.&lt;br /&gt;O pior é quando esse&amp;nbsp;alguém&amp;nbsp;sabe que , no meu caso, antes prefiro um "tenho saudades tuas" do que um "gosto de ti".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Se dissesse que não queria saber mentiria, porque queria, muitas vezes queria que me dissesses que tinhas saudades minhas, faz-me pensar que de alguma maneira eu te toquei da mesma forma como tu me tocaste a mim, será que te custou dizer isso como me custa a mim? Será que o sentes mesmo ou as tuas intenções são outras? Oh boy ...&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/4238765869005850381-3368381840326463456?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/3368381840326463456/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=3368381840326463456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/3368381840326463456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/3368381840326463456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/saudades.html' title='Saudades.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-2514862257671113361</id><published>2012-01-13T21:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T21:51:15.481Z</updated><title type='text'>little time</title><content type='html'>Vou ficar off.. preciso disso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada pelas 10000 e pelas quase 200 de horas !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-2514862257671113361?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-5543598010181550049</id><published>2012-01-13T01:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T01:20:06.426Z</updated><title type='text'>Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Tu não entendes que saudade só existe em português.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Eu não consigo entender se te digo ou se me calo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-5543598010181550049?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/5543598010181550049/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Porque que temos de brincar um com o outro desta maneira?! Porque?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-5774939610793786374?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/5774939610793786374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=5774939610793786374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5774939610793786374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5774939610793786374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/guilty.html' title='Guilty.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-1454000047600108570</id><published>2012-01-12T01:22:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-12T01:22:29.913Z</updated><title type='text'>One day.</title><content type='html'>Um dia entenderás que no meu olhar existe mágoa e rancor quando te vejo a parar para me&amp;nbsp;cumprimentares&amp;nbsp;, verás que fecho os olhos para não te ver perto de mim ,verás que paro de respirar para não sentir o teu cheiro.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia perceberás que a palavra "desculpa" para mim é sagrada, e eu só desculpo 1 vez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-1454000047600108570?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/1454000047600108570/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=1454000047600108570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/1454000047600108570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/1454000047600108570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-day_12.html' title='One day.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-7031436878186477098</id><published>2012-01-11T00:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T00:56:05.742Z</updated><title type='text'>É no silêncio que se fala.</title><content type='html'>Há momentos em que pensamos "Sou mulher, sangro quase uma semana, posso dar à luz, quase que me desdobro em 3 ou 4 se for preciso, ando de saltos altos para o trabalho ou para uma apresentação para parecer ainda mais profissional... " entre tudo o que se vê do que somos capazes, só há uma coisa que não conseguimos aprender , a aguentar a dor de uma desilusão.&lt;br /&gt;Quando a bomba explode a 1ª reação é "não lhe respondo mais" e para a amiga é "eu estou bem, sabes? acho que estou melhor assim , não vais ver nenhuma lágrima e eu vou sorrir" . Errado! Podemos passar o dia inteiro com a cabeça ocupada, passar pela pessoa que nos magoou e sorrir ou então desviar o olhar abruptamente , a sorrir, tentar mostrar que sim que estamos bem, mas é quando tudo sossega que a historia muda.&lt;br /&gt;Basta às vezes entrar numa cama e no escuro o pensamento salta para cima de nós " como é que deixei que isto acontecesse?" , e a força toda que fizemos durante o dia essa sim desaparece para dar lugar não a uma fraqueza mas sim a vazio. Vazio esse que choca, abala e traz-nos a revolta , essa revolta acaba por ir numa gota de água que os cientistas dizem que se chama de lágrima.&lt;br /&gt;Essa lágrima normalmente não&amp;nbsp;costuma&amp;nbsp;andar sozinha , companhia é o que ela precisa. Não faz mal chorar, não há mal nenhum, alivia a alma, alma essa que dói, não é o coração que dói, esse é um&amp;nbsp;músculo&amp;nbsp;que permite bombear o sangue pelo corpo, logo não dói, isso é coisa de romance.&lt;br /&gt;No dia a seguir é pior, a vulnerabilidade esta mais&amp;nbsp;activa&amp;nbsp;e temos medo de chocar contra&amp;nbsp;alguém&amp;nbsp;e de a fraqueza aparecer, é fraqueza desabar à frente da pessoa em questão , ao pé das amigas não! Para alguma coisa se chama de amigas.&lt;br /&gt;É sempre bom pedir desculpa, ajuda a atenuar o que se pode vir a sentir depois , mas tem de ser cara a cara, seja em que situação for! É cara a cara, nunca por mensagem , e-mail, facebook ! Nunca.&lt;br /&gt;O medo ás vezes é que sejamos nós a piorar a situação se nos vem falar depois do caos instalado , podemos ter o discurso planeado e na volta, o que apenas tinha ficado pelo "não vou dizer nada" passa para um violento despejo de emoções que nem nós&amp;nbsp;pensávamos&amp;nbsp;ter.&lt;br /&gt;Parece que aguentamos com muita coisa, e aguentamos, mas&amp;nbsp;também&amp;nbsp;não somos de ferro, da mesma forma como dizem que o homem não chora nós não mostramos o nosso lado mais frágil .&lt;br /&gt;Mas é na almofada que as lágrimas ficarão.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-7031436878186477098?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/7031436878186477098/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=7031436878186477098&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7031436878186477098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7031436878186477098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/e-no-silencio-que-se-fala.html' title='É no silêncio que se fala.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-193875147247113923</id><published>2012-01-10T21:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-10T21:14:47.155Z</updated><title type='text'>Only When You're Lonely</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Here I am again, doing things I said that I wouldn't do&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;It's 3AM and I'm rushing out the door to see you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Waiting, all day, but now you wanna call me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Why do you do this to me all the time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;After all the things you put me through, still I come right back&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;But now I know the truth, I can finally see&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;You only want me when you're lonely&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;If I say I'm gonna leave, that's the only time you want me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Next time you need me there I won't make it&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Another late night call I won't take it&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Cause now I finally see, you only want me when you're lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&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/4238765869005850381-193875147247113923?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/193875147247113923/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=193875147247113923&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/193875147247113923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/193875147247113923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/only-when-youre-lonely.html' title='Only When You&apos;re Lonely'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-3591835828628605375</id><published>2012-01-09T21:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-09T22:12:27.020Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Adoro quando acordo e vejo que isto esta a passar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se me perguntarem o que&amp;nbsp;realmente&amp;nbsp;sinto, o que quero de ti , eu acho que não sei bem o que dizer. É de caras que gosto de ti, mesmo que te diga que não, não sei se quero uma relação, não sei se quero só uma coisa passageira, eu acho que apenas a tua&amp;nbsp;indiferença&amp;nbsp;perante mim é o que me marca mais, agires como se nunca se tivesse passado nada , acho que é isso que me dói mais. Ainda hoje, quando passas por mim continuo a fazer a mesma pergunta que já fiz vezes sem conta :" o que é que eu vi em ti?" Não faço a puta de ideia! Não sei se foi pelo facto de teres feito um esforço para teres a minha atenção e me teres apanhado numa altura frágil , ou por talvez dizeres o que eu precisava de ouvir .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tento imaginar , se um dia precisar de um abraço teu , eu sei que não me dirias que não.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-3591835828628605375?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/3591835828628605375/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=3591835828628605375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/3591835828628605375'/><link rel='self' 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title='see?'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-7691219828302234648</id><published>2012-01-09T01:16:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-09T01:16:37.943Z</updated><title type='text'>Carência</title><content type='html'>Acho que preciso agora de um abraço ou de uma palavra querida ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-7691219828302234648?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-8616084844795951753</id><published>2012-01-08T18:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-08T18:01:35.548Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"sorriso despertou o feitio cativou o corpo e so mais uma razao para ficar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foi o que me disseram , relativamente ao que eu tenho no meu estado do msn, é lógico que a frase não é para quem me respondeu , é giro ver ao fim de não sei quanto tempo me dizem "já te quis tanto" e eu fico a olhar e penso "boa... mais um a ver se caio na mesma armadilha que todos usam", vindo de&amp;nbsp;alguém&amp;nbsp;que supostamente, tem namorada ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, pensam que eu sou assim tão fácil?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-1176237666467322305</id><published>2012-01-08T04:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-08T04:28:12.071Z</updated><title type='text'>Opa..</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://0.gvt0.com/vi/iPoAC88Vwlg/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iPoAC88Vwlg&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/iPoAC88Vwlg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maldita insónia..&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que eu queira .. um "tenho saudades tuas" não chega.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-1176237666467322305?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/1176237666467322305/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=1176237666467322305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/1176237666467322305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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dos&amp;nbsp;impérios, a&amp;nbsp;questão&amp;nbsp;dos&amp;nbsp;monopólios,&amp;nbsp;mecânicas&amp;nbsp;sociais e&amp;nbsp;lógicas&amp;nbsp;e bla bla bla bla ? &amp;nbsp;Posso ?! É que já estou cansada disto =/&lt;br /&gt;Mas pronto,&amp;nbsp;ninguém&amp;nbsp;disse que iria ser fácil , preciso de desanuviar... Terça demoras? I need that !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-7754615373610952038?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/7754615373610952038/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=7754615373610952038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7754615373610952038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7754615373610952038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/exams.html' title='Exam&apos;s'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-5544786021224479968</id><published>2012-01-08T01:38:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-08T01:38:12.693Z</updated><title type='text'>I guess..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jwyf7ochMmQ/TwjzfEfk7SI/AAAAAAAAAOo/LEkuwk2E9WI/s1600/tumblr_lxfbg13TMV1qbpwzeo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jwyf7ochMmQ/TwjzfEfk7SI/AAAAAAAAAOo/LEkuwk2E9WI/s320/tumblr_lxfbg13TMV1qbpwzeo1_500.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-5544786021224479968?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/5544786021224479968/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=5544786021224479968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5544786021224479968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5544786021224479968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-guess.html' title='I guess..'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jwyf7ochMmQ/TwjzfEfk7SI/AAAAAAAAAOo/LEkuwk2E9WI/s72-c/tumblr_lxfbg13TMV1qbpwzeo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-8438000655506671700</id><published>2012-01-07T17:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-07T17:26:23.810Z</updated><title type='text'>Someone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDrN-5uYKlg/Twh_pVkSOAI/AAAAAAAAAOg/QTtSgjgb4CY/s1600/tumblr_lxdhcrYIUW1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDrN-5uYKlg/Twh_pVkSOAI/AAAAAAAAAOg/QTtSgjgb4CY/s320/tumblr_lxdhcrYIUW1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houve sempre&amp;nbsp;alguém&amp;nbsp;, seja rapaz ou rapariga, que nas nossas vidas nos magoou , por causa desse alguem torna-se&amp;nbsp;difícil&amp;nbsp;voltar a confiar em&amp;nbsp;alguém&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por causa dele eu não te consigo mostrar o que&amp;nbsp;já&amp;nbsp;fui .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-8438000655506671700?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/8438000655506671700/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=8438000655506671700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/8438000655506671700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/8438000655506671700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/someone.html' title='Someone.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDrN-5uYKlg/Twh_pVkSOAI/AAAAAAAAAOg/QTtSgjgb4CY/s72-c/tumblr_lxdhcrYIUW1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-1993788246683552258</id><published>2012-01-07T03:15:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-07T03:15:48.537Z</updated><title type='text'>Tu.</title><content type='html'>Sem que eu esperasse na radio toca "o amor é mágico" e a minha cabeça foi em&amp;nbsp;direcção&amp;nbsp;a ti e lembrei-me de quando andavas parvo a cantar a musica , antes dela sair tu já a conhecias e fazias questão que eu a soubesse&amp;nbsp;também&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho saudades de implicar contigo , de me chatear contigo sabias seu&amp;nbsp;estúpido? São 3 da manhã e provavelmente se estivesses cá estarias a ligar-me .&lt;br /&gt;Tenho saudades tuas&amp;nbsp;miúdo&amp;nbsp;*&lt;br /&gt;Tenho&amp;nbsp;consciência&amp;nbsp;de que sabias o quanto te amava e o quanto eras importante para mim.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda não apareceu&amp;nbsp;ninguém&amp;nbsp;que conseguisse ler-me como tu me lias .&lt;br /&gt;Ias gostar tanto de me ver agora, acho que irias ficar orgulhoso de mim , sim eu sei que me irias gritar uma ou outra vez, mas no final da noite eu era o teu porto seguro e tu o meu abrigo .&lt;br /&gt;Ai Jonas Tiago o quanto te queria agora =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-1993788246683552258?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/1993788246683552258/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-6584387913643104563</id><published>2012-01-07T00:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-07T00:59:11.643Z</updated><title type='text'>you and me.</title><content type='html'>So lets have fun .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-6584387913643104563?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/6584387913643104563/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=6584387913643104563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/6584387913643104563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/6584387913643104563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-and-me.html' title='you and me.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-8584038008035491991</id><published>2012-01-06T00:33:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-06T00:33:50.339Z</updated><title type='text'>Quando te lembrares de mim.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tudo o que eu quero&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É tornar mais forte&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tornar-me mais forte para ti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P’ra quando te lembrares de mim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ser capaz de não te dar um sim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pois sempre que me pedes eu vou&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não sou capaz de te dizer que não estou&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P’ra quando te lembrares de mim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ser capaz de não te dar um sim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pois sempre que me pedes eu vou&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não sou capaz de te dizer que não estou, que não estou&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É impossível,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Negar-te é impossível&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Olhar-te bem nos olhos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E ser-te resistível&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Telefone toca, razão quer dizer não&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas quem responde, tem mais força, é a voz do coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Já dei cabeçadas na parede, sem conta,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Conheço bem o armazém mas derreto-me pela montra&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É tipo um filme que já vi no cinema&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Repeti no DVD, insisto em ver na T.V.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chegas suave, conheces-me bem, tens as palavras certas e aternura também&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Parece que sim, que agora é diferente, das-me a mão, esqueçoo passado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E acredito no para sempre.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Contigo tudo parece fazer sentido&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O tempo parece ser sempre reduzido&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas como um pôr-do-sol não duras para sempre&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tento-me enganar mas este não é o teu lugar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P’ra quando te lembrares de mim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ser capaz de não te dar um sim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pois sempre que me pedes eu vou&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não sou capaz de te dizer que não estou, que não estou (x2)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tu tens tudo o que sempre desejei&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Acrescentas-te à minha vida o que nem mesmo eu sonhei&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O teu sorriso distrai-me de tudo o resto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prendo-me por completo e tudo parece tão certo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não me lembro de sentir isto com alguém&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não preciso de mais nada, contigo eu estou bem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tu tens o colo que me aconchega&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Protege, embala, dá-me amor e isto chega&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prefeito seria se tivesses de coração aberto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas há algo que te trava que não sei em concreto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Questiono-me que amor será este que me prende a respiração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não há um pedido teu que eu consiga dizer não&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dás-me metade de ti e parece preencher-me por completo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aninho-me no teu pescoço, acaricio o teu rosto,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sussurro-te ao ouvido que és o meu porto seguro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não sei se és, mas és o chão que confiei aos meus pés&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Medo dos meus olhos e outra metade não estar por perto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tenho medo de viver iludido nesta canção de final incerto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tenho medo de me magoar, nunca gostei tanto assim de alguém&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tenho medo de me afastar porque como te amei a ti, não vouamar ninguém&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P’ra quando te lembrares de mim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ser capaz de não te dar um sim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pois sempre que me pedes eu vou&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não sou capaz de te dizer que não estou&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P’ra quando te lembrares de mim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ser capaz de não te dar um sim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pois sempre que me pedes eu vou&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não sou capaz de te dizer que não estou, que não estou.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oiço a musica vezes sem conta e tu vens-me à cabeça, porque? Porque eu sinto que não te consigo dizer não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-8584038008035491991?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/8584038008035491991/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=8584038008035491991&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/8584038008035491991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/8584038008035491991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/quando-te-lembrares-de-mim.html' title='Quando te lembrares de mim.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-2237400872291289361</id><published>2012-01-05T21:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-05T21:09:07.487Z</updated><title type='text'>Face.</title><content type='html'>E assim sem esperar, dei de caras contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Eu senti receio, por mais que quisesse olhar para ti não consegui, isso iria denunciar-me, mas sei que olhaste quando ela falou e pela tua cara não gostaste.&lt;br /&gt;De ti a ele, a escolha recai sobre ti. Nem&amp;nbsp;bêbeda&amp;nbsp;eu o quis não era&amp;nbsp;sóbria&amp;nbsp;que o iria fazer, na cara eu disse-lhe que ele não eras tu , e ele não faz a&amp;nbsp;mínima&amp;nbsp;que&amp;nbsp;és&amp;nbsp;tu. Salvaste-me uma vez dele... e é nos teus braços que eu gosto de estar e de brincar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-2237400872291289361?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/2237400872291289361/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=2237400872291289361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/2237400872291289361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/2237400872291289361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/face.html' title='Face.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-3278144054485370238</id><published>2012-01-05T00:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-05T21:09:48.843Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Só vai acontecer uma vez , depois disso , vais saber .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-3278144054485370238?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/3278144054485370238/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=3278144054485370238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/3278144054485370238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/3278144054485370238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-vai-acontecer-uma-vez-depois-disso.html' title=''/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-7616484495998253829</id><published>2012-01-04T18:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-16T18:27:03.730Z</updated><title type='text'>It's funny</title><content type='html'>É engraçado como a vida dá voltas.. aquilo que nunca me atraiu não me sai da cabeça e o que me atraía não chega lá nem perto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho saudades de quando ele mandava mensagens de "boa noite" ou dizia que me esperava ou que me pedia para ir mais cedo em tempo de praxe, da vez em que ele foi ter comigo e me viu com a endrometria da praxe (a vontade que eu não tive em querer-lhe saltar para cima ), das tardes inteiras e das noites que passamos juntos no carro dele a falar , da&amp;nbsp;maneira&amp;nbsp;que ele ficava vermelho quando lhe perguntava o que estava acontecer, ou ate do jeito que ele ficou quando me tocou pela 1ª vez, detestava quando ele me chamava pelos meus dois nomes, quando simplesmente amuava à frente dele só para que aquele jeito de menino em corpo de homem me beijasse, lembro-me de quando lhe dei a mão e senti a sua força , dissera-me que não era de andar de mão dada ,respondi-lhe que estava habituada a não ter quem me desse a mão, no dia a seguir a 1ª coisa que me fez foi dar a mão.&lt;br /&gt;Ele pode nem ser o tipo mais bonito à face da terra ... mas há algo nele que eu não consigo ver em mais&amp;nbsp;ninguém. Ele avisou que era frio eu disse-lhe que era frágil. Agora? Cada um está como disse que era.&lt;br /&gt;Se por momentos pudesse voltar ao 1º dia que te vi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-7616484495998253829?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/7616484495998253829/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=7616484495998253829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7616484495998253829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7616484495998253829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-funny.html' title='It&apos;s funny'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-5366103456104779279</id><published>2012-01-03T22:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-03T22:12:24.314Z</updated><title type='text'>One day.</title><content type='html'>ela olhou à volta e disse não sei se te amo mais do que te odeio. ao ver a fotografia dele sorriu e pensou "impossivel odiar-te". ela sabe que ele a magoou , ele pediu desculpa e disse que não a queria magoar, guess what? desaparecer era com ele. e ela deixou de lhe ligar, deixou de dizer o nome dele e todos os dias fazia um esforço para não pensar nele , e sem pedir ele volta a dar à costa e ela por mais forte que queira ser não consegue, tenta ser fria com ele, dar-lhe para trás , ser diferente para com ele , talvez para que ele se sinta ou então para seguir em frente, mas cada pedido dele , ela não lhe consegue dizer não. ele não sonha com as lágrimas dela, &amp;nbsp;acho que no fundo o que ela mais queria era que ele olhasse para ela e dissesse " desculpa desde o inicio", ela não o quer amar porque tem medo do amor, ela não quer sentir-se um boneco nas mãos dele ela sabe que não é especial para o poder mudar , nem o quer , porque lhe disseram "rapaz que só pensa em fisico ou das duas uma, ou não tem amor para dar , ou sofreu." &amp;nbsp;, mas mesmo assim ela tem saudades do peito dele onde por 2 noites a segurou e não a deixou sair. ela sabe que um dia lhe dirá os seus segredos e isso irá mudar a relação , afinal ele tem sido a inspiração para a timidez dela.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-5366103456104779279?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/5366103456104779279/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=5366103456104779279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5366103456104779279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5366103456104779279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-day.html' title='One day.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-1026212859720989491</id><published>2012-01-02T04:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-02T04:18:07.558Z</updated><title type='text'>Então...</title><content type='html'>... vem uma forma sabe-se lá de onde que me faz querer chorar, a pressão é muita e eu não gosto do que vejo à minha volta.&lt;br /&gt;Durante 3 dias , não disse o teu nome, não olhei para ti, apenas fui amiga e disse "bom ano" , 2 vezes , e tu nem um "obrigado" deste, ok, fine ..&amp;nbsp;também&amp;nbsp;não o disse para me disseres ..&lt;br /&gt;Passei a noite sem ti na cabeça, diverti-me , sorri com vontade e&amp;nbsp;único&amp;nbsp;pensamento da noite foi "o que aconteceu em 2011 fica em 2011" quero-te deixar lá , fiz um esforço tremendo estes dias para não te ter na cabeça, quando sentia que te ia buscar tinha de me ocupar!&lt;br /&gt;E assim do nada, os olhos ficam alagados em lágrimas , nem mesmo com a mesma musica que deu quando eu te mandei a tal mensagem eu quebrei!&lt;br /&gt;Foi a ultima vez.&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu adormeci com um sorriso, estava feliz .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-1026212859720989491?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/1026212859720989491/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=1026212859720989491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/1026212859720989491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/1026212859720989491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2012/01/entao.html' title='Então...'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-5881435634511711452</id><published>2011-12-31T02:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-31T02:58:28.649Z</updated><title type='text'>Parar o tempo.</title><content type='html'>Ultimo dia do ano, estou de volta de um trabalho para a faculdade e o tempo esta a correr e eu tenho a mão gelada de mexer no rato.&lt;br /&gt;Vejo-te online , ainda bem que o trabalho me esta a distrair, conseguiste magoar-me outra vez, desta vez nao sei se desculpo, desculpei uma mas à segunda só cai quem quer.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho saudades de falar contigo. Tenho saudades tuas.&lt;br /&gt;O pior é que.. não tinha esperanças de nada desta vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom ano meus amores =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-5881435634511711452?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/5881435634511711452/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=5881435634511711452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5881435634511711452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5881435634511711452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/12/parar-o-tempo.html' title='Parar o tempo.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-7244179617143681680</id><published>2011-12-30T02:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-09T21:46:11.499Z</updated><title type='text'>Gostar.</title><content type='html'>Só queria que não te afastasses mais .. é só .&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de ti e não queria gostar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-7244179617143681680?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/7244179617143681680/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=7244179617143681680&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7244179617143681680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7244179617143681680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/12/gostar.html' title='Gostar.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-884248987090989543</id><published>2011-12-27T16:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-27T16:55:31.394Z</updated><title type='text'>Tens controlo sobre mim , mas não me vais vencer.</title><content type='html'>Foram quase umas 10 horas de desaparecimento, onde fui não me perguntem , não me lembro.&lt;br /&gt;Não me lembro de ver nem de ouvir seja o que for.&lt;br /&gt;Acordei ainda mais cansada do que me deitei.&lt;br /&gt;Agora parece que não consigo descansar, acho que&amp;nbsp;já&amp;nbsp;descansei tudo por uns dias..&lt;br /&gt;Não gostei de ter acordado num quarto frio que não era o meu, não gostei de a ver ao meu lado a olhar para mim com lágrimas nos olhos, não gostei de ver tubos ligados a mim! Não gostei!&lt;br /&gt;"O que aconteceu?" perguntei .&lt;br /&gt;"O teu organismo falhou de novo" disseram.&lt;br /&gt;Ao que tudo indica, vomitei em jejum durante a noite e caí estatelada no chão. A 1ª coisa que me veio à cabeça foi o trabalho que tinha para fazer .&lt;br /&gt;Pediram-me para subir para cima da balança e eu recusei, simplesmente disse "Não" com um sorriso nos lábios, e não o fiz.&lt;br /&gt;Quis ligar à madrinha mas não a queria preocupar , sei que eventualmente vou ter de lhe dizer e é se ela não vier aqui 1º .&lt;br /&gt;Tenho medo, muito medo.&lt;br /&gt;Queria tanto aquele abraço que me fazia sentir segura e bem .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-884248987090989543?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/884248987090989543/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=884248987090989543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/884248987090989543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/884248987090989543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/12/tens-controlo-sobre-mim-mas-nao-me-vais.html' title='Tens controlo sobre mim , mas não me vais vencer.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-1892390545290576272</id><published>2011-12-25T21:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-26T03:27:40.273Z</updated><title type='text'>Gift</title><content type='html'>Sei que cresci quando sei que o que mais queria de presente não pode ser comprado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-1892390545290576272?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/1892390545290576272/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=1892390545290576272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/1892390545290576272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/1892390545290576272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/12/tudo-o-que-eu-queria-era-um-palavra-tua.html' title='Gift'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-713906987544017798</id><published>2011-12-22T02:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-22T04:00:22.699Z</updated><title type='text'>Obrigada!</title><content type='html'>Podia ser tão cabra agora contigo!&lt;br /&gt;Essa magoou! E muito .&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada por teres dito entrelinhas que não&amp;nbsp;mereço.&lt;br /&gt;Por momentos, por breves instantes, eu senti.me a pessoa mais feliz no mundo!&lt;br /&gt;Isso foram só momentos, momentos tais que faz hoje 3 meses que pela 1ª esses teus lábios me beijaram, sim tenho revolta por dentro! E não queria ter!&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero ser o teu objecto ,&amp;nbsp;não&amp;nbsp;quero .&lt;br /&gt;Quero no fim de tudo.. ser a mulher que mereça ter-te ao lado. Quero ser a mulher que acorda ao teu lado, que te&amp;nbsp;vê&amp;nbsp;espreguiçar, que acorda com o teu olhar sobre ela, que dorme mal para poder estar no teu abraço , que acorda durante a noite e pensa "não o quero perder " e por mais merdas que diga tu iras estar perto dela porque eu sei que&amp;nbsp;és&amp;nbsp;capaz disso e de muito mais.. algo que eu não conheci totalmente, algo que eu sempre quis e tu em parte tens o&amp;nbsp;príncipe&amp;nbsp;encantado dentro de ti , apenas não o&amp;nbsp;mostras&amp;nbsp;a toda a gente. Ou então fui eu que não estive totalmente dentro dos&amp;nbsp;parâmetros, dentro do que tu querias, talvez o "(...) tens um sorriso perfeito, um olhar penetrante , uma boca bem feitinha, e um jeitinho de ser que me atrai (...)" não é o suficiente para ti, existe mais para além do que me contaste, é engraçado eu estar a escrever isto tudo contigo à frente e tu tens a merda de um jeito que me fascina! Mas melhor que isso , quero que tu me mereças, que te esforçes parame teres de novo! Que um dia chegues ao pé de mim e digas " Fui feliz contigo". Sim e depois a menina acorda.&lt;br /&gt;Tu que tens o que não me atraia e agora? oh boa :x saiu.me um gosto de ti de uma musica ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não não quero pensar que por um lado tu estás a mandar indirecta para mim de que me queres a serio! A serio ! não consigo! Não quero! Gosto demasiado de ti para pensar assim!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-713906987544017798?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/713906987544017798/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=713906987544017798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/713906987544017798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/713906987544017798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/12/obrigada.html' title='Obrigada!'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-8398381438978358410</id><published>2011-12-22T02:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-22T02:09:54.323Z</updated><title type='text'>Adoro.</title><content type='html'>Ver que te lembras de mim .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-8398381438978358410?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/8398381438978358410/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=8398381438978358410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/8398381438978358410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/8398381438978358410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/12/adoro.html' title='Adoro.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-2169400311247871656</id><published>2011-12-20T02:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-07T00:45:59.733Z</updated><title type='text'>Eu tento me enganar , mas este não é o teu lugar.</title><content type='html'>A olhar para essa foto parva que tu tens, eu olho à minha volta e penso porque raio foste tu entrar na minha vida? Porque raio eu , que estava a prosseguir com a construção do meu muro, a minha fortaleza.. essa que só com um olhar teu se foi abaixo.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que as vezes só queria correr para ti e dizer "faz-me sentir segura , mais uma vez" sem pedir nada em troca, só o facto de me sentir bem perto de ti, por mais&amp;nbsp;estúpida&amp;nbsp;que seja em tentar acreditar em ti ! Ah! E agora queres saber que inspiração é que me dás para escrever .. ainda te falta muito para poderes entrar aqui. e quando isso acontecer, eu sei que assinei a minha sentença de vez .&lt;br /&gt;Ao ver-te as lágrimas querem cair .. é tanta a força que faço para que nao me vejas chorar..&lt;br /&gt;O teu lugar não é no meu coração amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-2169400311247871656?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/2169400311247871656/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=2169400311247871656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/2169400311247871656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/2169400311247871656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/12/eu-tento-me-enganar-mas-este-nao-e-o.html' title='Eu tento me enganar , mas este não é o teu lugar.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-7601578771447921938</id><published>2011-12-19T18:17:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-19T18:17:21.795Z</updated><title type='text'>Liberdade.</title><content type='html'>Nunca julgues ter um casulo guardado na tua mão e pensar que será sempre teu, esse casulo poderá crescer e quando menos esperares tornar-se-á numa borboleta e fugirá de ti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-7601578771447921938?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/7601578771447921938/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=7601578771447921938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7601578771447921938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7601578771447921938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/12/liberdade_19.html' title='Liberdade.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-7749276459675347414</id><published>2011-12-17T05:20:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-09T21:51:43.497Z</updated><title type='text'>Insónia</title><content type='html'>"(...) disseste - "vou fumar um cigarro" , já conhecia os teus vicios, e por instantes, fechei os olhos e imaginei-te a fumar, com um pseudo brilho nos olhos , porque estavas mais aliviado , se soubesses como esse teu jeitinho de puto me derrete por dentro . Quando voltaste a tipa dura que me tornei outra vez estava de volta , tu olhaste e eu pensei "Não vou voltar a cair", enquanto olhava para ti (...)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-7749276459675347414?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/7749276459675347414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=7749276459675347414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7749276459675347414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7749276459675347414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/12/insonia.html' title='Insónia'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-1992279204902260035</id><published>2011-12-17T03:41:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-17T03:41:54.671Z</updated><title type='text'>Vou-me perder para nunca me encontrar.</title><content type='html'>"(...) e ao ver-te tudo pareceu tão mais calmo, talvez uma sensação em como sempre estiveste por perto. Não consigo deixar de negar que o que sinto é forte. Fiz-me de forte, sem nunca sorrir nem dar a entender que estou apanhada, mas tu conheces-me (...) "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-1992279204902260035?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/1992279204902260035/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=1992279204902260035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/1992279204902260035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/1992279204902260035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/12/vou-me-perder-para-nunca-me-encontrar.html' title='Vou-me perder para nunca me encontrar.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-6648087185270024462</id><published>2011-12-16T18:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-16T18:12:00.862Z</updated><title type='text'>bipolar heart</title><content type='html'>Tu ora deixas o meu coração cheio de raiva com vontade de sair cá para fora e dizer-te que é pequeno mas que vive, como o metes a palpitar..&lt;br /&gt;Oh lord! I give up.&lt;br /&gt;Seja o que for que seja.&lt;br /&gt;Let's have fun .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-6648087185270024462?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/6648087185270024462/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=6648087185270024462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/6648087185270024462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/6648087185270024462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/12/bipolar-heart.html' title='bipolar heart'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-3812224315325580276</id><published>2011-12-15T18:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-15T18:01:14.736Z</updated><title type='text'>broken heart</title><content type='html'>Tenho o meu peito a arder por tua causa!&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais me quero afastar de ti mais tu me puxas!&lt;br /&gt;Tomas-te noção que me estas a perder?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-3812224315325580276?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/3812224315325580276/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=3812224315325580276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/3812224315325580276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/3812224315325580276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/12/broken-heart.html' title='broken heart'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-1788585089330004869</id><published>2011-12-13T02:50:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-13T02:51:59.244Z</updated><title type='text'>Fim da estrada.</title><content type='html'>Não vejo por onde possa continuar com isto, não sei por onde é que isto vai dar.&lt;br /&gt;Desisto. Não que esteja cansada de lutar , mas por já não ter condições de sofrer.&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que sou&amp;nbsp;romântica&amp;nbsp;, acredito que o seja, talvez até demais que até enjoe! Eu sei. Eu sei que tenho o meu &amp;nbsp;grau elevado de chata.. mas não consigo ser diferente ... não consigo!&lt;br /&gt;Acho que trouxeste ao de cima algo que eu tinha adormecido há tanto tempo ... e que por ti , aos poucos e poucos foi desaparecendo, mas agora, com as nossas atitudes, com os nossos os nossos jogos de brincar ao gato e ao rato , o que estava adormecido está a voltar , as minhas defesas estão a chegar ao limite e já nem consigo olhar para ti com medo que elas desabem de novo.&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei ao fim.&lt;br /&gt;Vou dar-te o teu&amp;nbsp;próprio veneno, para ti foi o meu sorriso que te encantou , a partir de agora ainda o verás com mais intensidade .&amp;nbsp;=')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-1788585089330004869?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-5581232879341585222</id><published>2011-12-09T01:19:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-09T01:39:48.630Z</updated><title type='text'>Vem ter comigo.</title><content type='html'>Fico mais pequena quando te quero ligar e não posso!&lt;br /&gt;Quando te quero abraçar e não posso!&lt;br /&gt;Quando me apetece ver-te e não posso!&lt;br /&gt;Odeio não poder contar contigo, não poder ficar à espera de ti, de não te ter à sexta à noite.&lt;br /&gt;Jonas torna-se&amp;nbsp;impossível&amp;nbsp; eu estar sem ti neste momento, só tu neste momento me olharia nos olhos e eu não precisava de dizer nada , tu entenderias e dirias "filho da mãe" e a seguir eras capaz de me dar um chapada e dizias "eu avisei-te" e mesmo assim abraçarias-me com toda a tua força e limparias as lágrimas que caiam e rematavas dizendo " És mesmo a minha pequenina e eu não te deixo ficar mal"&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te meu puto !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-5581232879341585222?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/5581232879341585222/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=5581232879341585222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5581232879341585222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5581232879341585222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/12/vem-ter-comigo.html' title='Vem ter comigo.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-5468893013899339102</id><published>2011-12-04T02:27:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-04T02:48:32.369Z</updated><title type='text'>#2</title><content type='html'>E parece que não curti com ele porque tu não me&amp;nbsp;saíste&amp;nbsp;da cabeça e a meio da noite as lágrimas&amp;nbsp;caíram quando falei com ela.&lt;br /&gt;Juro que adorava que tu não tivesses tanto poder na minha mente e no meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;O mais engraçado foi quando ele me perguntou por ti eu disse "tu não és ele."&lt;br /&gt;Salvaste-me 1 vez dele e ontem eu queria que me tivesses salvo outra vez, sei que fui fraca , mas não o deixei tocar-me .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-5468893013899339102?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/5468893013899339102/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=5468893013899339102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5468893013899339102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5468893013899339102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/12/2.html' title='#2'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-5707587185111303264</id><published>2011-12-03T23:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-04T00:22:20.675Z</updated><title type='text'>I know I get drunk last night...</title><content type='html'>Quando vejo que tenho uma mensagem "wtf???" e vou ver as enviadas e vejo que houve desabafos que não deviam de ter existido.&lt;br /&gt;Sim a tua pessoa não foi, e eu senti-me&amp;nbsp;desconfortável&amp;nbsp;com a tua&amp;nbsp;ausência.&lt;br /&gt;Mas pronto , resolveram trazer shots atrás de shots e puff alguem diz "falaste com ele?" oh pronto...&lt;br /&gt;Pode-se dizer que eu desliguei por completo , só me lembro no final da noite de alguem me abraçar e de me dizer "então o teu namorado não veio?" e respondi "ele não é meu namorado".&lt;br /&gt;Nunca foste meu namorado, não sei bem o que foste, mas sei que não vou ter a coragem para te enfrentar .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-5707587185111303264?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/5707587185111303264/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=5707587185111303264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5707587185111303264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5707587185111303264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-know-i-get-drunk-last-night.html' title='I know I get drunk last night...'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-8332778876282868321</id><published>2011-11-29T17:48:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-29T17:52:44.099Z</updated><title type='text'>oh +_+</title><content type='html'>Oh gostei daquele vermelho na tua cara , daquele sorriso parvo e timido quando me deu um beijo, sim eu sei que ja te tinha comprimentado.. mas tenho saudades tuas !&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir aquela tua voz arrepia-me e deu-me vontade de te chamar estupido por teres feito a barba.. e eu que detestava isso num rapaz.. mas a tua fascina-me, mas sem ela ficas mesmo com ar de bebe!&lt;br /&gt;E o facto de teres ficado picado, pareceu-me ciumes mas pronto x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que sim !.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-8332778876282868321?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/8332778876282868321/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=8332778876282868321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/8332778876282868321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/8332778876282868321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh.html' title='oh +_+'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-811285849700456149</id><published>2011-11-27T22:52:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-27T22:52:48.475Z</updated><title type='text'>Vamos ver.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMdfMFiuheg/TtK_LNPqILI/AAAAAAAAAOY/707Z6uHEvz0/s1600/386654_2704509616702_1375600143_2969916_1272822227_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMdfMFiuheg/TtK_LNPqILI/AAAAAAAAAOY/707Z6uHEvz0/s320/386654_2704509616702_1375600143_2969916_1272822227_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-811285849700456149?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/811285849700456149/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=811285849700456149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/811285849700456149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/811285849700456149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/11/vamos-ver.html' title='Vamos ver.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMdfMFiuheg/TtK_LNPqILI/AAAAAAAAAOY/707Z6uHEvz0/s72-c/386654_2704509616702_1375600143_2969916_1272822227_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-4301878990867747646</id><published>2011-11-25T18:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-25T18:16:10.530Z</updated><title type='text'>Choque.</title><content type='html'>Gostei daquele beijo, gostei que tivesses demorado, gostei da forma como o deste. Fiquei a ver se o que lhe ias dar se era igual ao meu e não foi. E eu sorri.&lt;br /&gt;Levantaste-te e eu vi que só podia ser agora e algo nosso tocou um no outro e eu senti choque&amp;nbsp;eléctrico.. mas porque que quando eu me levantei tu tinhas mesmo que ir para a minha mesa?! Juro que me metes raiva e ao mesmo tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Por favor vai... é só o que eu peço agora.. vai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-4301878990867747646?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/4301878990867747646/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=4301878990867747646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/4301878990867747646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/4301878990867747646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/11/choque.html' title='Choque.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-6638871774777793788</id><published>2011-11-23T13:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-23T13:53:58.589Z</updated><title type='text'>Fonte #2</title><content type='html'>Eu avisei. &lt;br /&gt;Tu viste.&lt;br /&gt;Tu olhaste.&lt;br /&gt;E não disseste nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-6638871774777793788?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-6320717304758325972</id><published>2011-11-22T23:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-22T23:12:03.061Z</updated><title type='text'>Fonte</title><content type='html'>O que parecia adormecido está prestes a acordar e eu não quero .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-6320717304758325972?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/6320717304758325972/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=6320717304758325972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;get to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;, it&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;kill me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-6819083190707943332?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/6819083190707943332/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=6819083190707943332&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/6819083190707943332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/6819083190707943332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-just-miss-u.html' title='I just miss u.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-4362183511281523771</id><published>2011-11-20T00:42:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-20T00:42:53.588Z</updated><title type='text'>Dissabores.</title><content type='html'>Tens tudo o que eu detesto mas do qual eu já não consigo viver sem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-4362183511281523771?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/4362183511281523771/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=4362183511281523771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/4362183511281523771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/4362183511281523771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/11/dissabores.html' title='Dissabores.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-4040297568448246966</id><published>2011-11-18T15:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-18T15:33:11.105Z</updated><title type='text'>"Sei que não sou perfeito mas por ti chegarei perto."</title><content type='html'>As vezes gostava de entrar na tua mente quando te vejo a olhar, gostava que entrasses na minha&amp;nbsp;também.&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes assustavas-me quando dizias algo em que eu estava a pensar, cheguei a dizer-te "quem te deu autorização para me leres os pensamentos?"&lt;br /&gt;Hoje dava tudo para voltar a interpretar o teu olhar de novo.&lt;br /&gt;Por mais curiosa que esteja não vou andar em cima, vou deixar chegar domingo e irei dizer-te a minha disponibilidade, sei que me vais deixar na&amp;nbsp;expectativa&amp;nbsp;com a resposta, parece que jogamos ao rato e ao gato .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-4040297568448246966?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/4040297568448246966/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=4040297568448246966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/4040297568448246966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/4040297568448246966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/11/sei-que-nao-sou-perfeito-mas-por-ti.html' title='&quot;Sei que não sou perfeito mas por ti chegarei perto.&quot;'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-2854253237376689447</id><published>2011-11-17T12:02:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-17T12:02:50.405Z</updated><title type='text'>Misto de emoções.</title><content type='html'>Juro que não esperava nada disso ontem.&lt;br /&gt;Juro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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emoções.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-7236247698654300467</id><published>2011-11-11T12:34:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T12:41:16.943Z</updated><title type='text'>Ignorância?</title><content type='html'>Queria-te dizer que me custa ignorar-te, que me custa nem sequer falar contigo, ver que olhas e eu não demonstrar qualquer sentimento de volta.&lt;br /&gt;Queria-te dizer que custa não te ver sorrir , tentar não passar por ti e não fazer nada! A não ser virar as costas.&lt;br /&gt;Não é que seja para te magoar mas sim talvez para notares que já não estou presente, para veres que podes ter saudades minhas se quiseres.&lt;br /&gt;Algo em mim acredita que sim, que lá no fundo estranhas o facto de eu não dizer nada e quando o digo é respostas curtas e grossas.&lt;br /&gt;Se não o tivesse feito este corte... não teria visto uma pequena mudança nesse teu pequeno corpo e nesse teu sorriso parvo .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-7236247698654300467?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/7236247698654300467/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=7236247698654300467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7236247698654300467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7236247698654300467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/11/ignorancia.html' title='Ignorância?'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-8675435989151602724</id><published>2011-11-06T22:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-06T22:25:07.494Z</updated><title type='text'>Queria te ter aqui.</title><content type='html'>A tua&amp;nbsp;ausência&amp;nbsp;marcou-me.&lt;br /&gt;Há dias em que queria que aqui estivesses , outros em que não te largaria.&lt;br /&gt;Eras o meu melhor amigo, aquele que eu achava ser o meu corpo . Sei que sou repetitiva mas a verdade é que a tua partida nunca foi entendida por mim .&lt;br /&gt;Sempre disseste que nunca me irias deixar e no final foste embora .&lt;br /&gt;A partir de hoje tudo vai mudar.&lt;br /&gt;Tu eras o tal , eras o Meu tal . Não te consegui dizer adeus, acho que nunca o irei conseguir dizer .&lt;br /&gt;Dizer que tenho saudades tuas é muito pouco para o que sinto.&lt;br /&gt;Dava tudo para voltar atrás e não ter dito o que disse, ainda poderias estar aqui comigo.&lt;br /&gt;Amo.te meu puto !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-8675435989151602724?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/8675435989151602724/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=8675435989151602724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/8675435989151602724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/8675435989151602724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/11/queria-te-ter-aqui.html' title='Queria te ter aqui.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-781948147842609195</id><published>2011-10-23T15:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T22:46:06.791Z</updated><title type='text'>Esta noite.</title><content type='html'>"Não posso estar contigo nem sem ti é simples.&lt;br /&gt;Disse que não te queria tocar, que não te iria beijar e no final da noite ficaste sem saber onde me irias dar um beijo se de lado ou se mesmo na boca e ainda te riste. Confesso&amp;nbsp;que tinha medo, mas fez ontem um&amp;nbsp;mês&amp;nbsp;que me beijaste pela 1ª vez e eu queria estar contigo, sim eu não consigo deixar de lidar com os meses e etc.&lt;br /&gt;Mentalizei.me logo que não me iria aproximar de ti, que iria dormir sentada se fosse preciso , mas apagaste a luz, sentaste-te puxaste o cobertor e puxaste-me para ti, na minha cabeça surgiu logo "não beijas!" e tu beijas-te e eu esquece lá isso que já fui.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se te amo, não sei te adoro, sei que nos teus braços é onde me sinto segura, seja o que for que seja! Não interessa! Sei que não sinto por mais&amp;nbsp;ninguém&amp;nbsp;o que sinto quando estou contigo e isso irrita-me profundamente!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há coisas que aparecem quando menos esperamos e tu foste uma delas, o que se vive agora? Amizade e basta. Prometi a mim &amp;nbsp;mesma que não me iria apaixonar, ainda bem que parou a tempo disso, não sais da cabeça e esse teu sorriso parvo ainda estremece mas foi melhor assim , o carinho é grande não te esqueças.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-781948147842609195?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/781948147842609195/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=781948147842609195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/781948147842609195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/781948147842609195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/10/esta-noite.html' title='Esta noite.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-1499410558978895700</id><published>2011-10-21T04:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T04:31:21.399Z</updated><title type='text'>I'd like to.</title><content type='html'>No meio de tudo, eu gostava de perceber o que está a falhar, o que será que eu não estou a conseguir interpretar? O que me escapa? O que fiz ou disse de errado desta vez?&lt;br /&gt;Se ele ao menos percebesse o quanto me magoa estar-me a sentir assim...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-1499410558978895700?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/1499410558978895700/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=1499410558978895700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/1499410558978895700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/1499410558978895700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/10/id-like-to.html' title='I&apos;d like to.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-7604027217321040356</id><published>2011-10-17T01:32:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:32:35.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dias</title><content type='html'>Já conto 4 .&lt;br /&gt;4 dias que não te vejo, não te toca, não te olho,não te abraço não nada!&lt;br /&gt;Terça devo de te ver, e eu juro-te se tu não me beijas a serio eu chateio-me contigo à séria.&lt;br /&gt;Custa olhar para a tua foto de perfil e ver esse sorriso parvo que eu adoro, ver outras em que vejo a cor dos teus olhos e essa tua simplicidade e uma pseudo&amp;nbsp;inocência&amp;nbsp;que trazes no olhar.&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te e não sei por onde mais o demonstrar.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho 300 paginas para ler e tu não me sais da cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu disse que Economia me ia dar cabo da cabeça!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-7604027217321040356?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/7604027217321040356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=7604027217321040356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7604027217321040356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/7604027217321040356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/10/dias.html' title='Dias'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-6737095402759817957</id><published>2011-10-12T21:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T21:27:04.847+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Parvoices</title><content type='html'>Estas a ver aquelas alturas em que das por ti&amp;nbsp;após&amp;nbsp;5 minutos a olhar para a foto dele e ficares tipo a rir com o sorriso dele feita parva , caires à realidade quando te perguntam "o que é que tem tanta graça?"&lt;br /&gt;A graça é não saberes minimamente como é que aconteceu , por dias acordas insegura, noutros em que tens a certeza que ele só gosta de ti.&lt;br /&gt;Podes nem estar o dia todo agarrada a ele, aos beijos , nada... podem só estar lado a lado, só a falar que mesmo assim algo estremece.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia era um sorriso, hoje és um olhar , o braço, o toque... és quase&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-6737095402759817957?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/6737095402759817957/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=6737095402759817957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/6737095402759817957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/6737095402759817957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/10/parvoices.html' title='Parvoices'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-3872377260602325533</id><published>2011-10-09T05:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T05:27:10.767+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lembras-te?</title><content type='html'>Do que sofreste o ano passado? Do que passaste no secundário? De te arrepiares sempre que passavas por uma capa? De olhar pela janela e dizer "estou farta disto , preciso de novos desafios"...&lt;br /&gt;Well... bem-vinda ao inferno.&lt;br /&gt;Monteiro é sinónimo de diabo . Leste o 1º capitulo e ainda te lembras?&amp;nbsp;Óptimo. A 1ª prova é dia 25, sim deste mês.&lt;br /&gt;Querias o que estás a ter... em todos os campos.. não estragues nada! Nada de nada!. Porque é bom estares viva. Esta não saiu lá muito bem mas não levo a mal .&lt;br /&gt;Amor , queria tanto que estivesses comigo, sei que todos os dias digo isto, todos os dias é a mesma ladainha mas acaba por ser o que sinto. Queria tanto que te sentasses no fim da minha cama e me dissesses " És tão&amp;nbsp;estúpida&amp;nbsp;mas é essa&amp;nbsp;estupidez&amp;nbsp;que me faz amar-te."&lt;br /&gt;Posso não estar naquilo que queriam, mas acabou por ser o que eu quero .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-3872377260602325533?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/3872377260602325533/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=3872377260602325533&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/3872377260602325533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/3872377260602325533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/10/lembras-te.html' title='Lembras-te?'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-8451468964328772693</id><published>2011-10-07T23:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T23:29:30.803+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonas.</title><content type='html'>Não és esquecido. Nem um dia que passe.&lt;br /&gt;Acordo contigo e deito-me contigo. Sei que estás sempre presente. Sei que posso fazer coisas que não gostas, sei que levaria tanto na cabeça e mesmo assim sei que estas por mim.&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te. Só tu ias à&amp;nbsp;essência do meu ser. Só tu com um olhar saberias o que pensava e o que queria. Só tu me amavas e eu não sabia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-8451468964328772693?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/8451468964328772693/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=8451468964328772693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/8451468964328772693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/8451468964328772693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/10/jonas.html' title='Jonas.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-9043205147348559059</id><published>2011-10-03T22:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T22:07:02.131+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu não sei.</title><content type='html'>Tenho palavras presas na garganta, frases feitas na cabeça, tudo para dizer e no final nem uma simples palavra sai deste pequeno corpo com uma voz rouca.&lt;br /&gt;Eu não tinha planos, esperanças nem sonhos. Deixei de os ter, até teres entrado pela porta sem pedires.&lt;br /&gt;Não quero saber do amanhã, interessa-me o hoje, meti na cabeça que era um dia de cada vez, não há necessidade de mais, de me prender, de ter desejos, de ter quereres , não adianta. O dia é hoje, é hoje que o vivo. Nos dias em que te tenho a meu lado, existe outro sabor nisto a que chamo de vida, existe um outro brilho, existe um novo bater. Gosto de ti. Sinto-me segura contigo. Fazes-me rir , algo que já não o fazia há muito, algo que pensei que tinha desaparecido.&lt;br /&gt;Seja o que isto for, deixo rolar, deixo rolar para os teus braços, para o teu aperto, para o teu mundo, para tudo o que é nosso.&lt;br /&gt;Poder ter adormecido contigo ao meu lado, foi talvez das&amp;nbsp;experiências&amp;nbsp;mais intensas que já possa ter tido, sempre que te mexias eu acordava, com medo que fosse um sonho ou que te fosses embora. O teu toque é tudo .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-9043205147348559059?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/9043205147348559059/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=9043205147348559059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/9043205147348559059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/9043205147348559059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-nao-sei.html' title='Eu não sei.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-6231335018578626704</id><published>2011-10-01T14:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T14:41:48.774+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Ando com falta de tempo. A praxe e as aulas mais o trabalho ocupam muito tempo mas pronto.&lt;br /&gt;Já fui&amp;nbsp;baptizada&amp;nbsp;:D&lt;br /&gt;Estou no melhor curso que podia haver!&lt;br /&gt;Tenho uns colegas fora do normal!&lt;br /&gt;Tenho uns padrinhos excepcionais!&lt;br /&gt;Tenho tudo o que eu sempre sonhei!&lt;br /&gt;Faltas-me tu puto.&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de ti para me limpar as lágrimas, para me abraçar, para me levantar, para me dizer "não importa os que eles querem importa é o que tu queres e nada mais interessa".&lt;br /&gt;Queria poder refugiar-me em ti, fugir a estas&amp;nbsp;discussões.&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te puto !&lt;br /&gt;Nesta semana estiveste sempre comigo em pensamento, no coração, na cabeça, sempre que gritava, gritava&amp;nbsp;também&amp;nbsp;por ti!&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te é tudo o que te consigo dizer agora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Time'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-3687360754731105535</id><published>2011-09-30T01:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T00:35:05.898Z</updated><title type='text'>Segurança</title><content type='html'>Gosto tanto de dormir nos teus braços .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pela primeira vez adormeci nos braços de&amp;nbsp;alguém&amp;nbsp;que não o Jonas, o que senti só eu sei e acho que não tenho explicação para dar, mas que não me importava de repetir, adormecer com beijos e acordar com&amp;nbsp;alguém&amp;nbsp;a olhar para mim ,&amp;nbsp;alguém&amp;nbsp;que dormiu mal por minha causa ,&amp;nbsp;alguém&amp;nbsp;que não largou a minha mão durante a noite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuo sem perceber como aconteceu, o que tem ele de diferente que me esta a fazer prender a ele , os meus olhos procuram-no e assim que o vejo descanso, basta vê-lo uma vez que fico com um sorriso&amp;nbsp;estúpido!&lt;br /&gt;Não percebo .&lt;br /&gt;Parece que é "começar por baixo".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-3687360754731105535?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/3687360754731105535/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=3687360754731105535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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apanhar-me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-562847016471066557?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/562847016471066557/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=562847016471066557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/562847016471066557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/562847016471066557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/09/falling.html' title='Falling'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-3152302516031177950</id><published>2011-09-25T00:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T00:31:19.963Z</updated><title type='text'>Tudo o que alguma vez quis.</title><content type='html'>Acho que pela primeira vez em muito tempo me deixaram sem palavras .&lt;br /&gt;Sem que eu pedisse, chama-me de amor , confesso que não sabia o que lhe chamar, mas agora já sei :).&lt;br /&gt;Quero acreditar nele quando ele disse "isto, é uma&amp;nbsp;relação, séria , ou&amp;nbsp;não&amp;nbsp;séria,&amp;nbsp;não&amp;nbsp;interessa é uma relação" de facto não esperava isto , não esperava nada! Eu não queria uma relação, não queria nada... mas ele ? Ele fez que eu quebrasse o meu manto de segurança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem que ele soubesse... já fez o que eu gostava que me fizessem.&lt;br /&gt;Em tão pouco já é tanto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-3152302516031177950?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/3152302516031177950/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=3152302516031177950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/3152302516031177950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/3152302516031177950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/09/tudo-o-que-alguma-vez-quis.html' title='Tudo o que alguma vez quis.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-3941760877235814792</id><published>2011-09-23T20:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T20:34:40.369+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Promete.</title><content type='html'>Que não vais fazer asneira.&lt;br /&gt;Que não vais&amp;nbsp;pressionar.&lt;br /&gt;Que não vais brincar.&lt;br /&gt;Que não vais enganar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque lá no fundo, eu estou a gostar .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-3941760877235814792?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/3941760877235814792/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=3941760877235814792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/3941760877235814792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/3941760877235814792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/09/promete.html' title='Promete.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-6357452491658713514</id><published>2011-09-22T20:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T00:15:39.645Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cheira-me que Economia me vai dar a volta a cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi que algo ia acontecer quando o meu almoço com ele era algo de importante que serviu de desculpa para ele não estar com a espanhola .&lt;br /&gt;A maneira como eu fixei o olhar e não conseguia desligar , e a forma de como ele me tocou ? Ainda me rio disso..&lt;br /&gt;Acho que nunca tinha visto&amp;nbsp;ninguém&amp;nbsp;tão vermelho como ele quando eu fiquei sem escapatória .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que será? Não faço a&amp;nbsp;mínima&amp;nbsp;, na verdade, tenho medo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-6357452491658713514?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/6357452491658713514/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=6357452491658713514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/6357452491658713514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/6357452491658713514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheira-me-que-economia-me-vai-dar-volta.html' title=''/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-2016100933328855950</id><published>2011-09-20T23:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T00:04:24.069Z</updated><title type='text'>Simpatia</title><content type='html'>Acho estranho tanta simpatia vinda de uma só pessoa... que nem do meu curso é .&lt;br /&gt;Acho estranho mas ao mesmo tempo acho graça , gostei quando disse "bonita, interessante.." e por momentos pensei "se dizes que sou do&amp;nbsp;Benfica&amp;nbsp;passo-me" mas não disse , desconfio que seja de um clube oposto.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que tem uma lábia desgraçada , apesar de não fazer nada do meu&amp;nbsp;género,&amp;nbsp;tem piada !&lt;br /&gt;Mas sim , gosto de sair do trabalho com uma mensagem dele :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-2016100933328855950?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/2016100933328855950/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=2016100933328855950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/2016100933328855950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/2016100933328855950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/09/simpatia.html' title='Simpatia'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-3652401819734986527</id><published>2011-09-18T12:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T12:35:39.397+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook.</title><content type='html'>Querer e não te ter está no &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Querer-e-n%C3%A3o-te-ter/262379823783485?sk=wall"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-3652401819734986527?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/3652401819734986527/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=3652401819734986527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/3652401819734986527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/3652401819734986527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/09/facebook.html' title='Facebook.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-1061982887819927767</id><published>2011-09-18T00:54:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T00:54:34.194+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Resultado candidatura ensino superior.</title><content type='html'>ISCTE - História Moderna e&amp;nbsp;Contemporânea&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deste um jeitinho não deste? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou feliz :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-1061982887819927767?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/1061982887819927767/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=1061982887819927767&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/1061982887819927767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/1061982887819927767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/09/resultado-candidatura-ensino-superior.html' title='Resultado candidatura ensino superior.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-3774889613873713497</id><published>2011-09-16T19:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T19:24:32.392+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Deixa-me rir.</title><content type='html'>O que já me ri à tua custa :D&lt;br /&gt;Ainda me vou rir mais :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-3774889613873713497?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/3774889613873713497/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=3774889613873713497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/3774889613873713497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/3774889613873713497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/09/deixa-me-rir.html' title='Deixa-me rir.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-6339875472988090747</id><published>2011-09-13T19:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T19:16:34.218+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Loose my mind</title><content type='html'>Perdi a cabeça e fui&amp;nbsp;fazê-la.&lt;br /&gt;Resultado final ? Está demais ... daqui a uns dias ainda estará melhor =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-6339875472988090747?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/6339875472988090747/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=6339875472988090747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/6339875472988090747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/6339875472988090747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/09/loose-my-mind.html' title='Loose my mind'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-8961633740761998238</id><published>2011-09-13T00:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T15:48:47.960+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Odeio-te</title><content type='html'>Pelo simples facto de tu, tu , que eras e foste das melhores coisas que me apareceu em toda a vida me teres dito que eu era "menina de curtes" .&lt;br /&gt;Isso ainda me atormenta, da mesma forma como quero falar contigo, da mesma forma como ainda te lembro.&lt;br /&gt;Odeio-te tanto .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consegues trazer o bom e o mal que há em mim.&lt;div 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title='Odeio-te'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-602819969634836806</id><published>2011-09-08T02:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T02:25:38.040+01:00</updated><title type='text'>2 passos</title><content type='html'>A 2 passos de arrebentar e de enviar um enorme texto para quem não adianta, só porque preciso de desabafar para não desabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-602819969634836806?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-8642348936219565355</id><published>2011-09-06T14:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T14:40:53.699+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Avante - Resultado.</title><content type='html'>Podia ter sido melhor. Este ano fartei-me.&lt;br /&gt;Desde a amigas embebedarem-se para esquecer rapazes a receber sms do ex a dizer que está&amp;nbsp;bêbado&amp;nbsp;e a minha resposta foi "bom para ti".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta gente pensa que é com a bebida que vai a algum lado?!&lt;br /&gt;Eu fui e a&amp;nbsp;única&amp;nbsp;coisa que bebi foi a sangria que levei ( coisa pouca porque me a bebera toda --') e um golo de imperial , nada mais. Tabaco? Nem pensar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não preciso dessas substancias para me distrair ou para me divertir... a musica bastou!&lt;br /&gt;Juro que esta juventude me irrita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim tenho 19 anos mas penso assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu puto ='/ Tenho tantas saudades tua!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-8642348936219565355?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/8642348936219565355/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=8642348936219565355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/8642348936219565355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/8642348936219565355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/09/avante-resultado.html' title='Avante - Resultado.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-65886089773127737</id><published>2011-09-02T03:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T23:51:19.649Z</updated><title type='text'>Avante.</title><content type='html'>3º ano.&lt;br /&gt;Passar a tarde a ver aquela vista espectacular e noite será com elas.&lt;br /&gt;Queria tanto que fosses*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-65886089773127737?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/65886089773127737/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=65886089773127737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/65886089773127737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/65886089773127737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/09/avante.html' title='Avante.'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-69511763750294440</id><published>2011-08-25T01:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T23:56:51.810Z</updated><title type='text'>It's a kind of Love .</title><content type='html'>Fui cusca e vi aquelas fotos, por dentro remoí toda mas não demonstrei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de ti não direi a mais&amp;nbsp;ninguém&amp;nbsp;que tenho este espaço, quando outro&amp;nbsp;alguém&amp;nbsp;entrar na minha vida tu serás um ponto final, não irei mencionar-te mais vez alguma, é como se não tivesses existido, não te apagarei porque o que vivemos foi tudo uma novidade para mim , desde o 1º dia até ao ultimo, mas por ti ? Acaba aqui , cansei de me dar e de sofrer , de lutar por nós, mas como dizem só se dá valor ao que se teve quando já não está lá . Fui parva e tu&amp;nbsp;estúpido&amp;nbsp;foste.&lt;br /&gt;A partir de agora não irei aproximar-me de mais&amp;nbsp;ninguém&amp;nbsp;, não me irei dar como me dei, nem confiar como confiei, os cuidados serão outros , porque se há algo de valioso que tenho é o meu coração .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-69511763750294440?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/69511763750294440/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=69511763750294440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/69511763750294440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/69511763750294440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-kind-of-love.html' title='It&apos;s a kind of Love .'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-5022911667659515692</id><published>2011-08-24T02:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T02:15:19.672+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dias</title><content type='html'>nunca mais chega dia 19 caraças!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-5022911667659515692?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/5022911667659515692/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=5022911667659515692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5022911667659515692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/5022911667659515692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/08/dias.html' title='Dias'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-1329918213403112230</id><published>2011-08-21T02:32:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T02:34:14.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ás vezes..</title><content type='html'>Gostava de me chatear contigo só para vires ter comigo de beicinho e me fazeres rir com esse sorriso tosco e me dizeres "oh&amp;nbsp;miúda.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avante chega depressa que eu quero te ver &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-1329918213403112230?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/1329918213403112230/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=1329918213403112230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/1329918213403112230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238765869005850381/posts/default/1329918213403112230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/2011/08/as-vezes.html' title='Ás vezes..'/><author><name>quererenaoteter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15184249392231624040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ieAHZQTqw0/SszrdvIRKTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TVSiDi2eq8s/S220/IM000053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238765869005850381.post-6927211694682345920</id><published>2011-08-17T17:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T17:40:00.835+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19. Parabens'/><title type='text'>19.</title><content type='html'>Sim são 19 velas no bolo, mais espaço preenchido no bolo, estou a ficar velha para apagar tanta vela!&lt;br /&gt;A esta hora estarei a acabar o meu trabalho, sim porque a je trabalha no dia de anos, para poder ter 2 folgas seguidas para ir vadiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero sinceramente que este ano não&amp;nbsp;aconteça&amp;nbsp;o mesmo que aconteceu o ano passado, se acontecer, acabo mesmo por fazer o que era para ter feito o ano passado, por alguma razão disse que queria a&amp;nbsp;família&amp;nbsp;toda cá em casa hoje e&amp;nbsp;não&amp;nbsp;no domingo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez sinto a tua falta. Todos os dias.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje em minha casa há alegria e na tua a tua mãe chora e eu tento não o fazer .&lt;br /&gt;É&amp;nbsp;incrível&amp;nbsp;ver como o tempo já passou a correr e ainda ontem eu gritava contigo e hoje não te tenho.&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te meu puto.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns&amp;nbsp;meu amor,&amp;nbsp;também&amp;nbsp;fazias anos hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17:40 É a hora perfeita do meu dia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238765869005850381-6927211694682345920?l=quererenaoteter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quererenaoteter.blogspot.com/feeds/6927211694682345920/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238765869005850381&amp;postID=6927211694682345920&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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