<?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-5073640434018777187</id><updated>2012-02-17T12:19:45.679-02:00</updated><category term='Outros'/><category term='Antoine de St. Exupery'/><category term='William Shakespeare'/><category term='Albert Einstein'/><category term='Lindolf Bell'/><category term='Leminski'/><category term='Sorte'/><category term='Trechos de Músicas'/><category term='Rubem Alves'/><category term='Filmes'/><category term='Rita Apoena'/><category term='Vinicius de Moraes'/><category term='Álvaro de Campos'/><category term='Florbela Espanca'/><category term='Casimiro de Abreu'/><category term='Cristian Stassun'/><category term='Pablo Neruda'/><category term='Machado de Assis'/><category term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><category term='Adélia Prado'/><category term='Nietzsche'/><category term='Fernanda Young'/><category term='Mário Quintana'/><category term='Arnaldo Jabor'/><category term='Tati Bernardi'/><category term='Cristiana Guerra'/><category term='Marla de Queiroz'/><category term='Clarice Lispector'/><category term='Drummond'/><category term='Cecília Meireles'/><category term='Fernando Pessoa'/><category term='Oswaldo Montenegro'/><category term='Cora Coralina'/><category term='Carolina Salcides'/><category term='Trechos de Livros'/><category term='minhas'/><category term='Oscar Wilde'/><category term='Séneca'/><category term='Martha Medeiros'/><category term='Camila Meneghetti'/><title type='text'>As Coisas Findas</title><subtitle type='html'>muito mais que lindas,
essas ficarão</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>475</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-900905543566903893</id><published>2012-02-08T13:14:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T13:20:31.081-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(235, 235, 235); "&gt;"Um homem precisa viajar. Por sua conta, não por meio de histórias, imagens, livros ou tv. Precisa viajar por si, com seus olhos e pés, para entender o que é seu. Para um dia plantar as suas próprias árvores e dar-lhes valor. Conhecer o frio para desfrutar do calor. E o oposto. Sentir a distância e o desabrigo para estar bem sob o próprio teto. Um homem precisa viajar para lugares que não conhece para quebrar essa arrogância que nos faz ver o mundo como o imaginamos, e não simplesmente como é ou pode ser; que nos faz professores e doutores do que não vimos, quando deveríamos ser alunos, e simplesmente ir ver".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(235, 235, 235); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(235, 235, 235); "&gt;(Mar sem fim - Amyr Klink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-900905543566903893?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/900905543566903893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=900905543566903893' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/900905543566903893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/900905543566903893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/02/um-homem-precisa-viajar.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-5931420124472963364</id><published>2012-02-07T13:34:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T13:34:51.592-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Te confesso que vez ou outra me pego imaginando como seria encostar minha cabeça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;na curva entre teu ombro e teu pescoço e fechar os olhos sentindo teu perfume. Ou colocar minha mão dentro da tua blusa por cima da tua barriga só pra esquentar meus dedos e te sentir arrepiar com isso. É involuntário, acredite. Assim como todos os sorrisos que você me tira inconscientemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jéssica Barreto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-5931420124472963364?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/5931420124472963364/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=5931420124472963364' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/5931420124472963364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/5931420124472963364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/02/te-confesso-que-vez-ou-outra-me-pego.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-780711977403977556</id><published>2012-02-07T12:12:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T12:12:57.574-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Mantenha-se apenas aberto a acolher a felicidade, e ela chegará e permanecerá com você para sempre. Assim a história pode ser divertida."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&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/5073640434018777187-780711977403977556?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/780711977403977556/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=780711977403977556' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/780711977403977556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/780711977403977556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/02/mantenha-se-apenas-aberto-acolher.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-2713469788177356048</id><published>2012-02-06T11:45:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T19:55:55.389-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;"Olha só,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Moreno do cabelo enroladinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Vê se olha com carinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;pro nosso amor."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;(Mallu Magalhães)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-2713469788177356048?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/2713469788177356048/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=2713469788177356048' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2713469788177356048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2713469788177356048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/02/olha-so-moreno-do-cabelo-enroladinho-ve.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-2850253207549745472</id><published>2012-02-05T21:14:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T21:37:50.714-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;Que jeito mais louco que me envolveu, que coisa gostosa você e eu!&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/5073640434018777187-2850253207549745472?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/2850253207549745472/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=2850253207549745472' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2850253207549745472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2850253207549745472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/02/que-jeito-mais-louco-que-me-envolveu.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-7603565263856377603</id><published>2012-02-04T23:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T23:24:14.369-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Já me senti ferozmente, desesperadamente, agudamente infeliz, mas através de tudo ainda sei, que estar viva é sensacional'' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Agatha Christie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-7603565263856377603?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/7603565263856377603/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=7603565263856377603' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7603565263856377603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7603565263856377603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/02/ja-me-senti-ferozmente-desesperadamente.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-1007251105643625041</id><published>2012-02-03T10:15:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T10:31:11.006-02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Bom dia minha gatinha,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K0QX_HBYF4o/TyvTfN9ElOI/AAAAAAAAC10/1PPbKJ4J8Ew/s1600/tumblr_ly7vahCf0f1qd3478o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K0QX_HBYF4o/TyvTfN9ElOI/AAAAAAAAC10/1PPbKJ4J8Ew/s320/tumblr_ly7vahCf0f1qd3478o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704885886270084322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt;Acorde com sono, descabelada, suada, com o rosto amassado... nada muda o fato de você ser uma linda. Pense em mim levando seu café da manhã e acordando você aos beijos."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-1007251105643625041?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/1007251105643625041/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=1007251105643625041' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1007251105643625041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1007251105643625041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/02/bom-dia-minha-gatinha.html' title='&quot;Bom dia minha gatinha,'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K0QX_HBYF4o/TyvTfN9ElOI/AAAAAAAAC10/1PPbKJ4J8Ew/s72-c/tumblr_ly7vahCf0f1qd3478o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-2341505592369536165</id><published>2012-02-01T21:54:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T21:58:09.724-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Seus dentes e seus sorrisos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mastigam meu corpo e juízo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YhikR1fl_0g/TynRAwrGJ0I/AAAAAAAAC1k/TRWjXHNGOS4/s1600/tumblr_l68acriEA41qcfhw8o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YhikR1fl_0g/TynRAwrGJ0I/AAAAAAAAC1k/TRWjXHNGOS4/s320/tumblr_l68acriEA41qcfhw8o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704320214037309250" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt;Então são mãos e braços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt;Beijos e abraços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt;Pele, barriga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E seus laços&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-2341505592369536165?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/2341505592369536165/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=2341505592369536165' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2341505592369536165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2341505592369536165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/02/seus-dentes-e-seus-sorrisos-mastigam.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YhikR1fl_0g/TynRAwrGJ0I/AAAAAAAAC1k/TRWjXHNGOS4/s72-c/tumblr_l68acriEA41qcfhw8o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-358383805528383686</id><published>2012-01-30T00:32:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T13:10:19.894-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Liberdade na vida é ter um amor pra se prender."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m4_zPaVU9nE/TyYB17xxREI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/2IKkOcuqY9Y/s1600/398441_182526738514499_147593625341144_238885_1032494893_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m4_zPaVU9nE/TyYB17xxREI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/2IKkOcuqY9Y/s320/398441_182526738514499_147593625341144_238885_1032494893_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703248004202447938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fabrício Carpinejar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-358383805528383686?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/358383805528383686/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=358383805528383686' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/358383805528383686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/358383805528383686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m4_zPaVU9nE/TyYB17xxREI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/2IKkOcuqY9Y/s72-c/398441_182526738514499_147593625341144_238885_1032494893_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-3316426031693227936</id><published>2012-01-28T23:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T23:53:08.900-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;Mentes são como paraquedas, só funcionam abertas!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-3316426031693227936?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/3316426031693227936/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=3316426031693227936' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/3316426031693227936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/3316426031693227936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/mentes-sao-como-paraquedas-so-funcionam.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-2284025612899438192</id><published>2012-01-28T20:03:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T20:03:32.788-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-P8ZNo6sRc/TyRwrkVTlEI/AAAAAAAAC1M/SiXrKjVVRzU/s1600/tumblr_lvp2hjHkeg1qbom07o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-P8ZNo6sRc/TyRwrkVTlEI/AAAAAAAAC1M/SiXrKjVVRzU/s320/tumblr_lvp2hjHkeg1qbom07o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702806921947616322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-2284025612899438192?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/2284025612899438192/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=2284025612899438192' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2284025612899438192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2284025612899438192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-P8ZNo6sRc/TyRwrkVTlEI/AAAAAAAAC1M/SiXrKjVVRzU/s72-c/tumblr_lvp2hjHkeg1qbom07o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-818107508892454065</id><published>2012-01-28T19:18:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T19:19:14.514-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Verdana; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Algumas coisas não servem mais. Você sabe. Chega. Porque guardar roupa velha dentro da gaveta é como ocupar o coração com alguém que não lhe serve. Perda de espaço, tempo, paciência e sentimento. Tem tanta gente interessante por aí querendo entrar. Deixa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Verdana; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Verdana; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Deixa entrar: na vida, no coração, na cabeça. [CFA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-818107508892454065?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/818107508892454065/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=818107508892454065' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/818107508892454065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/818107508892454065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/algumas-coisas-nao-servem-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-2075712144758278342</id><published>2012-01-28T19:05:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T19:05:22.046-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Existem pessoas que de uma certa forma mágica, permanecem em nosso coração apesar da distância e também das circunstâncias."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-2075712144758278342?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/2075712144758278342/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=2075712144758278342' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2075712144758278342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2075712144758278342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/existem-pessoas-que-de-uma-certa-forma.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-5347430264803222274</id><published>2012-01-28T17:47:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T17:49:49.859-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Porque pra mim, amor é semente. E se bem cuidada, germina depressa!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;i&gt;Paulinha Leite&lt;/i&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/5073640434018777187-5347430264803222274?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/5347430264803222274/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=5347430264803222274' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/5347430264803222274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/5347430264803222274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/porque-pra-mim-amor-e-semente.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-6230054766833498765</id><published>2012-01-26T12:11:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T12:15:37.074-02:00</updated><title type='text'>PEACE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j6IctJpsnaA/TyFfQErQVVI/AAAAAAAAC08/FqQNmZrWdKc/s1600/418726_259053304166314_100001849380405_619905_1195451065_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j6IctJpsnaA/TyFfQErQVVI/AAAAAAAAC08/FqQNmZrWdKc/s320/418726_259053304166314_100001849380405_619905_1195451065_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701943332965471570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-6230054766833498765?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/6230054766833498765/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=6230054766833498765' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6230054766833498765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6230054766833498765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/peace.html' title='PEACE'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j6IctJpsnaA/TyFfQErQVVI/AAAAAAAAC08/FqQNmZrWdKc/s72-c/418726_259053304166314_100001849380405_619905_1195451065_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-6217718412754040484</id><published>2012-01-26T12:07:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T12:12:06.509-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mas continuo a mesma! e feliz :)</title><content type='html'>Sempre me senti diferente dos outros. Não mais bonita, não mais inteligente, não mais especial, não mais esperta, não mais maluca, não mais legal, apenas diferente.&lt;br /&gt;Sou diferente na forma de sentir, tudo que me toca, me toca fundo. Tudo que me alegra, me alegra muito. Tudo que me dói, dói forte, corta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Nunca tive muitos freios em matéria de sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que eu quis ir, fui. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Muito me estrepei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sempre que quis falar, falei. Muito me ralei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi um pouco a calar, a tentar respirar fundo e pensar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Clarissa Corrêa]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-6217718412754040484?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/6217718412754040484/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=6217718412754040484' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6217718412754040484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6217718412754040484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/mas-continuo-mesma-e-feliz.html' title='Mas continuo a mesma! e feliz :)'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-4618258964699669916</id><published>2012-01-24T00:20:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T00:21:20.930-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Não quero um relacionamento sério. Já passei por isso. Quero um relacionamento onde eu possa rir o tempo todo.”  Gabito Nunes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-4618258964699669916?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/4618258964699669916/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=4618258964699669916' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/4618258964699669916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/4618258964699669916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/nao-quero-um-relacionamento-serio.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-2050052488564438157</id><published>2012-01-24T00:08:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T00:08:17.482-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Verdana; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;A única pessoa a quem devo dar satisfações é a mim próprio e, dentro de certas limitações, eu me sinto relativamente cumprido com o que fiz de mim mesmo. Entenda isso. (CFA)&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-2050052488564438157?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/2050052488564438157/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=2050052488564438157' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2050052488564438157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2050052488564438157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/unica-pessoa-quem-devo-dar-satisfacoes.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-2519784831151289531</id><published>2012-01-18T17:46:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T17:48:18.006-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu queria mesmo é acordar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; dar de cara com o seu sorriso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOCaafRyogQ/TxchsTtORKI/AAAAAAAAC0k/apMY18NZLiE/s1600/403877_301544453230648_269033749815052_919894_1077681567_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOCaafRyogQ/TxchsTtORKI/AAAAAAAAC0k/apMY18NZLiE/s320/403877_301544453230648_269033749815052_919894_1077681567_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699060898548565154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-2519784831151289531?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/2519784831151289531/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=2519784831151289531' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2519784831151289531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2519784831151289531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/eu-queria-mesmo-e-acordar-dar-de-cara.html' title='Eu queria mesmo é acordar'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOCaafRyogQ/TxchsTtORKI/AAAAAAAAC0k/apMY18NZLiE/s72-c/403877_301544453230648_269033749815052_919894_1077681567_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-4560073081283809174</id><published>2012-01-17T20:59:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T22:35:30.324-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(ela) - acabo de ler uma paradinha aqui&lt;br /&gt;(ele) - conte&lt;br /&gt; - que diz que os casais mais bonitos são os que tiram sarro um do outro, se mordem e se beliscam, UHAIHIAUHAIUHAIUA&lt;br /&gt; - AUHAUHAUHAUHHAUHAHUUHAUHAUH&lt;br /&gt; - isso faz da gente um casal bonito?&lt;br /&gt; - se depender de mim, pra sempre! porcalhona!&lt;br /&gt; - iuahiuahiauhiauhiau, babaca!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-4560073081283809174?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/4560073081283809174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=4560073081283809174' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/4560073081283809174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/4560073081283809174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/acabo-de-ler-uma-paradinha-aqui-conte.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-7477954534764923635</id><published>2012-01-14T21:39:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T21:40:01.713-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>– Podemos fazer um trato…&lt;br /&gt;– No que está pensando?&lt;br /&gt;– Te deixo ir…&lt;br /&gt;– E se…&lt;br /&gt;– Espere, te deixo ir… mas teu sorriso fica. Esse não… Quero o outro sorriso, o sem malicia. Pode ir, mas esse teu olhar, esse jeito… ele fica.&lt;br /&gt;– E se…&lt;br /&gt;– E essa tua manchinha entre o pescoço e o peito, ninguém toca, ninguém beija, ninguém belisca. Te deixo ir, mas as lembranças… elas ficam. Junto com o sorriso, seus olhares e suas caricias.&lt;br /&gt;– E se…&lt;br /&gt;– E se…?&lt;br /&gt;– E se eu não quiser ir?&lt;br /&gt;– Facilitaria…&lt;br /&gt;– É.&lt;br /&gt;– Me faz companhia?&lt;br /&gt;– Por toda a vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calling sunset&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-7477954534764923635?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/7477954534764923635/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=7477954534764923635' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7477954534764923635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7477954534764923635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/podemos-fazer-um-trato-no-que-esta.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-7341898578906486412</id><published>2012-01-13T13:15:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T13:30:38.817-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cazuza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu quero a sorte de um amor tranqüilo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com sabor de fruta mordida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nós na batida, no embalo da rede&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matando a sede na saliva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ser teu pão, ser tua comida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Todo amor que houver nessa vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--xaToTN1wfk/TxBNqlWfyqI/AAAAAAAAC0U/LFbCKwly0Zc/s1600/A%2Bfruta%2Bmordida%2B1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--xaToTN1wfk/TxBNqlWfyqI/AAAAAAAAC0U/LFbCKwly0Zc/s320/A%2Bfruta%2Bmordida%2B1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697138922599991970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-7341898578906486412?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/7341898578906486412/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=7341898578906486412' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7341898578906486412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7341898578906486412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/cazuza.html' title='Cazuza'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--xaToTN1wfk/TxBNqlWfyqI/AAAAAAAAC0U/LFbCKwly0Zc/s72-c/A%2Bfruta%2Bmordida%2B1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-135435064551467419</id><published>2012-01-10T23:55:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T23:55:23.116-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seu sorriso vale mais de mil palavras, deixa que o futuro fica pra depois.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-135435064551467419?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/135435064551467419/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=135435064551467419' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/135435064551467419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/135435064551467419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/seu-sorriso-vale-mais-de-mil-palavras.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-824215163086444303</id><published>2012-01-07T00:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T00:55:10.477-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"A moça (...) levanta e segue em frente. Não por ser forte e sim pelo contrário… Por saber que é fraca o bastante para não conseguir ter ódio no seu coração, na sua alma, na sua essência. E ama, sabendo que vai chorar muitas vezes ainda. Afinal, foi chorando que ela, você e todos os outros, vieram ao mundo." (Caio Fernando Abreu)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-824215163086444303?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/824215163086444303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=824215163086444303' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/824215163086444303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/824215163086444303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/moca.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-6785015352663929748</id><published>2012-01-03T22:05:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T22:08:09.148-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Porque apesar da sua cara de brabo, você é tão fácil, tão leve, tão solto, tão tudo que eu sempre quis.” Gabito Nunes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-6785015352663929748?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/6785015352663929748/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=6785015352663929748' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6785015352663929748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6785015352663929748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/porque-apesar-da-sua-cara-de-brabo-voce.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-1161528685431402845</id><published>2012-01-03T19:58:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T20:09:47.430-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3ilNO3zemY/TwN65fg-HwI/AAAAAAAAC0I/v3wIa6cpls0/s1600/402553_223063317772342_100002060261932_502759_541446885_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3ilNO3zemY/TwN65fg-HwI/AAAAAAAAC0I/v3wIa6cpls0/s320/402553_223063317772342_100002060261932_502759_541446885_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693529482057359106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-1161528685431402845?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/1161528685431402845/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=1161528685431402845' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1161528685431402845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1161528685431402845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_7949.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3ilNO3zemY/TwN65fg-HwI/AAAAAAAAC0I/v3wIa6cpls0/s72-c/402553_223063317772342_100002060261932_502759_541446885_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-121479396548338339</id><published>2012-01-03T12:22:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:09:59.451-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X0NKj8F_408/TwMaDFIeZ9I/AAAAAAAACz8/n7u7sa-WPYU/s1600/5282__x_amor-criancas-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X0NKj8F_408/TwMaDFIeZ9I/AAAAAAAACz8/n7u7sa-WPYU/s320/5282__x_amor-criancas-17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693422994146093010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“E alguém te encontra. E te reecontra. Te reinventa. Te reencanta. Te recomeça.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabito Nunes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-121479396548338339?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/121479396548338339/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=121479396548338339' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/121479396548338339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/121479396548338339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/e-alguem-te-encontra.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X0NKj8F_408/TwMaDFIeZ9I/AAAAAAAACz8/n7u7sa-WPYU/s72-c/5282__x_amor-criancas-17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-6038370991519309503</id><published>2012-01-03T12:13:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T12:14:00.165-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Não é preciso muito. Um gesto simples, com um pouco de carinho, já me impressiona.”&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-6038370991519309503?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/6038370991519309503/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=6038370991519309503' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6038370991519309503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6038370991519309503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/nao-e-preciso-muito.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-7519278420149954944</id><published>2012-01-03T02:41:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T02:42:15.369-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ACU99reTGQM/TwKHG_f1cYI/AAAAAAAACzw/kXpCALZsL88/s1600/378127_332008893475832_190051444338245_1407561_797930567_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ACU99reTGQM/TwKHG_f1cYI/AAAAAAAACzw/kXpCALZsL88/s320/378127_332008893475832_190051444338245_1407561_797930567_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693261433143652738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-7519278420149954944?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/7519278420149954944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=7519278420149954944' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7519278420149954944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7519278420149954944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ACU99reTGQM/TwKHG_f1cYI/AAAAAAAACzw/kXpCALZsL88/s72-c/378127_332008893475832_190051444338245_1407561_797930567_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-1153841161573468797</id><published>2012-01-02T19:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T20:01:56.060-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Acho que tenho muita testosterona, não é possível!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-1153841161573468797?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/1153841161573468797/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=1153841161573468797' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1153841161573468797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1153841161573468797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/acho-que-tenho-muita-testosterona-nao-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-1449023759376986272</id><published>2012-01-01T18:01:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T18:01:20.951-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Será?</title><content type='html'>A mulher de Capricórnio: Mulheres de sucesso, essa é a definição. Muito seguras de si e de suas convicções. Apreciam homens capazes e que sabem o que querem da vida. Gostam de ter ao seu lado pessoas que fazem planos e que vão até o inferno para conquistá-los. Não há barreiras para uma capricorniana, tudo é possível. Ela pode tudo. Elas conseguem tudo que querem, simples. Preferem ouvir que são competentes do que ouvir um "eu te amo". O que pode trazer uma imagem errada de que são insensíveis, não são. Elas só são pé no chão e muito equilibradas. Mas muito cuidado, são mestres na arte de iludir. Capricornianas mentem muito bem para conseguir o que precisam. Teimosas, persistentes e de classe.Vai encarar esse mulherão?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-1449023759376986272?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/1449023759376986272/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=1449023759376986272' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1449023759376986272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1449023759376986272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/sera.html' title='Será?'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-168901232416303161</id><published>2012-01-01T01:33:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T01:39:01.957-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-168901232416303161?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/168901232416303161/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=168901232416303161' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/168901232416303161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/168901232416303161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-7352036443700919988</id><published>2011-12-31T13:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T13:00:55.961-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem destino vamos juntos Passear feito nuvens no céu</title><content type='html'>E amanhecer nós dois&lt;br /&gt;Perfume, bem me quer&lt;br /&gt;Tem biscoito, queijo, bolo&lt;br /&gt;Leite no café&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Colorir Papel - Jammil e Uma Noites)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-7352036443700919988?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/7352036443700919988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=7352036443700919988' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7352036443700919988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7352036443700919988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/12/sem-destino-vamos-juntos-passear-feito.html' title='Sem destino vamos juntos Passear feito nuvens no céu'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-2860896710699544907</id><published>2011-12-29T22:25:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T22:25:50.438-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mas acho que a vida é isso mesmo, um dia é bom e o outro é uma porcaria. Não dá pra ser feliz o tempo todo. Por sinal, desconfio de felicidades instantâneas e constantes. Soa meio falso. Gente de carne e osso é alegre e triste. É inconstante. Porque a vida é montanha russa. E eu adoro andar nela. Por isso vivo sempre na fila do parque. - Clarissa Corrêa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-2860896710699544907?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/2860896710699544907/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=2860896710699544907' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2860896710699544907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2860896710699544907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/1210053581869159023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=1210053581869159023' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1210053581869159023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1210053581869159023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/12/planos-para-2012.html' title='Planos para 2012:'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-9093188922976100373</id><published>2011-12-27T22:37:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T22:39:03.706-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Entre tantos outros, entre tantos anos, que sorte a nossa hein? ♪&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-9093188922976100373?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/9093188922976100373/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=9093188922976100373' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati Bernardi'/><title type='text'>Interprete como quiser (:</title><content type='html'>Mulher só não dá trabalho para um homem quando está dando para outro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tati Bernardi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-9072419971435530944?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/9072419971435530944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=9072419971435530944' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/9072419971435530944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/9072419971435530944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/12/interprete-como-quiser.html' title='Interprete como quiser (:'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-3084839296632127545</id><published>2011-12-19T00:13:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T00:13:41.544-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>- Como é que a gente sabe que perdeu algo ou alguém importante e raro?&lt;br /&gt;- Sei lá.Como é que agente sabe que encontrou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilherme Santana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-3084839296632127545?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/3084839296632127545/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=3084839296632127545' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/3084839296632127545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/3084839296632127545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/12/como-e-que-gente-sabe-que-perdeu-algo.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-3842664084313109343</id><published>2011-12-18T01:27:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:27:52.996-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Não te preocupa. O que acontece é sempre natural — se a gente tiver que se encontrar, aqui ou na China, a gente se encontra. Penso em você principalmente como a minha possibilidade de paz — a única que pintou até agora, "nesta minha vida de retinas fatigadas". E te espero. E te curto todos os dias. E te gosto. Muito. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caio Fernando Abreu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-3842664084313109343?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/3842664084313109343/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=3842664084313109343' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/3842664084313109343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/3842664084313109343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/12/nao-te-preocupa.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-2569087881087390895</id><published>2011-12-08T02:26:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T02:28:35.003-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Ele é de um jeito que ainda não sei, porque nem vi. Vai olhar direto para mim. Ele vai sentar na minha mesa, me olhar no olho, pegar na minha mão, encostar seu joelho quente na minha coxa fria e dizer: vem comigo. É por ele que eu venho aqui, boy, quase toda noite. Não por você, por outros como você. Pra ele, me guardo. Ria de mim, mas estou aqui parada, bêbada, pateta e ridícula, só porque no meio desse lixo todo procuro o verdadeiro amor. Cuidado, comigo: um dia encontro.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-2569087881087390895?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/2569087881087390895/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=2569087881087390895' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2569087881087390895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2569087881087390895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/12/ele-e-de-um-jeito-que-ainda-nao-sei.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-1632411873524866452</id><published>2011-12-05T13:49:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T13:50:07.597-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>‎"O que é verdadeiro volta? Não. O que é verdadeiro não vai. O que é verdadeiro permanece."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-1632411873524866452?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/1632411873524866452/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=1632411873524866452' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1632411873524866452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1632411873524866452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-que-e-verdadeiro-volta-nao.html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-3266063300447462615</id><published>2011-12-04T14:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T14:43:11.134-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me conquistar é fácil, difícil é me manter interessada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-3266063300447462615?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/3266063300447462615/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=3266063300447462615' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;‎"Ao final, não nos lembraremos das palavras dos nossos inimigos, mas do silêncio dos nossos amigos."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-8984957222449370913?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/8984957222449370913/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=8984957222449370913' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/8984957222449370913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-55jtADogAQM/TtpRSqn2VNI/AAAAAAAACzU/EXFIVsvWOf0/s72-c/381398_333996609948436_124514550896644_1566475_1169705626_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-2064392429393794941</id><published>2011-12-02T20:56:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T21:00:33.468-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Eu vou contar pra todo mundo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu vou pichar sua rua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou bater na sua porta de noite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;completamente nua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem sabe então assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;você repara em mim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-2064392429393794941?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-5371192351913298977</id><published>2011-11-30T19:57:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T19:59:52.801-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minhas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Escolhas são escolhas&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;São escolas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para quem escolhe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E também para quem não foi escolhido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-5371192351913298977?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/5371192351913298977/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=5371192351913298977' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/5371192351913298977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/5371192351913298977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/11/escolhas-sao-escolhas-sao-escolas-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-2135062592866573277</id><published>2011-11-30T19:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T19:02:21.013-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Acorda, Carol</title><content type='html'>Tudo que vem rápido desaparece do mesmo modo!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-2135062592866573277?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/2135062592866573277/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=2135062592866573277' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2135062592866573277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2135062592866573277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/11/acorda-carol.html' title='Acorda, Carol'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-4405656338471005464</id><published>2011-11-30T18:49:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T18:50:05.285-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tributo ao Tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;"Dizem que a vida é curta, mas não é verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;A vida é longa para quem consegue viver pequenas felicidades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;E essa tal felicidade anda por ai, disfarçada, como uma criança tranquila brincando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;de esconde-esconde.&lt;br /&gt;Infelizmente as vezes não percebemos isso e passamos nossa existência colecionando nãos:&lt;br /&gt;a viagem que não fizemos, o presente que não demos, a festa que não fomos, o amor que não vivemos, o perfume que não sentimos.&lt;br /&gt;A vida é mais emocionante quando se é ator e não expectador; quando se é piloto e não passageiro, pássaro e não paisagem, cavaleiro e não montaria.&lt;br /&gt;E como ela é feita de instantes, não pode nem deve ser medida em anos ou meses, mas em minutos e segundos.&lt;br /&gt;Esta mensagem é um tributo ao tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Tanto aquele tempo que você soube aproveitar no passado quanto aquele tempo que você não vai desperdiçar no futuro.&lt;br /&gt;Porque a vida é agora...&lt;br /&gt;Não tenha medo do futuro, apenas lute e se esforce ao máximo para que ele seja do jeito que você sempre desejou.&lt;br /&gt;A morte não é a maior perda da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-4405656338471005464?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/4405656338471005464/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=4405656338471005464' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Entre outras coisas, uma Carta Antiga</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Candara&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;{...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Candara&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;PS: Nunca vou te esquecer. E nem é pelo clichê de "a gente não esquece o primeiro menino que beijou". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif; "&gt;E sim porque é por causa de ti que não posso dizer "eu sempre gosto demais dos caras e eles nunca sentem o mesmo". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif; "&gt;Porque é a lembrança que guardo de ti que não me deixa nem pensar em usar a frase: "ninguém nunca gostou de mim..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif; "&gt;16 de janeiro de 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-973746043823393573?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/973746043823393573/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=973746043823393573' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/973746043823393573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/973746043823393573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/11/entre-outras-coisas-uma-carta-antiga.html' title='Entre outras coisas, uma Carta Antiga'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-4150812128471503249</id><published>2011-11-27T03:37:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T03:38:16.321-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;perdoa, amor&lt;div&gt;se eu não posso ser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se ela é muito mais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-4150812128471503249?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/4150812128471503249/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=4150812128471503249' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/4150812128471503249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/4150812128471503249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/11/perdoa-amor-se-eu-nao-posso-ser-se-ela.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-3468876043292621458</id><published>2011-11-27T00:39:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T00:34:25.918-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fica a Dica</title><content type='html'>Pra alguém usar e resolver a vida.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Tente pelo menos mais uma vez aguentar minhas manias e sobreviver à minhas confusões. Permaneça ao meu lado, tente lidar com o que não consigo lidar sozinho. Sei que vez ou outra vou ter minhas crises e te pedir para ir, te pedir para se afastar e nunca mais retornar, mas não me ouça, fique até mesmo quando te implorar para ir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Permaneça, até quando eu não merecer. Não merecer nem um pouquinho de carinho ou do amor que você diz sentir. Permaneça mesmo quando digo que te odeio, ou qualquer coisa do gênero, não acredite, falo tantas coisas que é possível se perceber até mesmo pelo modo de falar que não é verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Permaneça e me pertença, embora não tenho mania de pertencer a alguém assim desse jeito, vou dizer que não sou seu, vou te obrigar a me aceitar pela metade, vou dizer ás vezes que você não obtém nem um pouco de mim, mas como disse são mentiras que ás vezes conto para parecer que não necessito de alguém, para passar a imagem que sei me cuidar perfeitamente sozinho, que sou forte e sei superar tudo sem ninguém ao meu lado. Essa é apenas uma imagem que quero passar, porque na verdade necessito tanto de alguém, tanto de você, que ás vezes fico com medo, mas não digo, ninguém consegue tirar verdades tão absurdas de mim. Minto como qualquer ser humano, sou errado, possuo erros imperdoáveis, por vezes sem conserto algum, mas com o tempo você acostuma – se, se quiser de fato se acostumar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Mas tudo o que te peço é que permaneça, perto, comigo, SEMPRE!&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/5073640434018777187-3468876043292621458?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/3468876043292621458/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=3468876043292621458' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/3468876043292621458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/3468876043292621458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/11/fica-dica.html' title='Fica a Dica'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-1500115061652731034</id><published>2011-11-19T00:21:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T01:50:37.199-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lembrete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(55, 55, 55); font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; text-align: justify; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;"Hoje percebo que toda a minha existência é uma cadeia de pequenos erros. Mulheres que não fui capaz de amar, chances que não pude aproveitar, momentos de felicidade que deixei escapar. Uma carreira cujo resultado me era conhecido de antemão, mas que na qual fui incapaz de apostar e ser um vencedor. Estava cego ou surdo? Ou precisava de uma desgraça para ver meu verdadeiro ser?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(55, 55, 55); font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; (Texto de O Escafandro e a Borboleta)&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/5073640434018777187-1500115061652731034?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/1500115061652731034/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=1500115061652731034' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1500115061652731034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1500115061652731034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/11/lembrete.html' title='Lembrete'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-6921813577474218616</id><published>2011-11-17T02:02:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T21:37:02.913-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minhas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Que vou dizer-te então, meu aspirante a pupilo?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que encheu-me de ansiedades e palpitações, fazendo-me brotar e chamar as borboletas antes mesmo da temporada das flores?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que regaste-me com tanta água pura e límpida que foi como afogar-me num -protegido, quente e calado - lago de vulcão adormecido?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que olhaste-me tão a fundo que me senti invadida por incontáveis estrelinhas dos teus olhos... estes profundos cor de noite, porém iluminados?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah! Quão encantado me serias, se fostes sempre assim e sempre assim eu pudesse lhe falar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas agora, como hei de completar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que esfria-me o coração esses teus olhares longe perdidos e palavras dissonantes?&lt;div&gt;Que trovejam ciúmes cinzentos e tempestuosos de suas escritas, sempre tão doces, mas nunca enderaçadas a mim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que cada dia uma pétala perde-se da cor e da flor, por faltar-lhe o brilho de sol do seu sorriso? Ou que folhas, antes tão verdes, murcham tristinhas com sede da tua rega fresca - mesmo que fosse de lágrimas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Será que me ouvirias? E ouvirias ainda que fosse de uma voz trêmula, errante e pouco fanha? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, que graça isso seria!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assim, não dir-te-ei quase nada... apenas que Não Fujas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não fujas, meu sopro de vento, pois não sobram espaços a pobre esperança enquanto encho-me dessa sua ausência sem fim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Caroline Cecilie da Costa, no frio novembro de 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-6921813577474218616?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/6921813577474218616/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=6921813577474218616' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6921813577474218616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6921813577474218616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/11/que-vou-dizer-te-entao-meu-aspirante.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-7014170847250054347</id><published>2011-11-15T23:39:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T23:40:21.010-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;‎"E mergulho fundo na minha infância. A infância, esse grande território de onde todos saímos! Pois donde sou eu? Sou da minha infância. Sou da minha infância como se é de um país..." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(O Piloto de Guerra, Saint-Exupéry)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-7014170847250054347?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/7014170847250054347/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=7014170847250054347' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7014170847250054347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7014170847250054347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-mergulho-fundo-na-minha-infancia.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-6644930454072641849</id><published>2011-11-14T13:03:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T13:04:36.091-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E entre tudo que ele poderia ser pra mim, ele escolheu ser saudade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caio Fernando Abreu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-6644930454072641849?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/6644930454072641849/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=6644930454072641849' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6644930454072641849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6644930454072641849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-entre-tudo-que-ele-poderia-ser-pra.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-4533947394532324632</id><published>2011-11-10T09:05:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T09:05:23.966-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Esquece. Não vou atrás de ninguém. Não mais. Hoje eu acordei e pensei que seria melhor não, eu não quero me apegar em ninguém, não quero precisar de ninguém. Quero seguir livre, entende? mesmo que isso me faça falta, alguém pra me prender um pouquinho. Vou me esquivar de todo sentimento bom que eu venha a sentir, não levar nada a sério mesmo. Ficar perto, abraçar de vez em quando, sentir saudade, gostar um pouquinho. Mas amar não, amar nunca, amar não serve pra mim. Prefiro assim!”&lt;br /&gt;C.F.A&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-4533947394532324632?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/4533947394532324632/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=4533947394532324632' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/4533947394532324632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/4533947394532324632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/11/esquece.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-2450200250875789522</id><published>2011-11-03T23:03:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T23:04:34.075-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que novembro venha com bons ventos, que me traga sorte e amor,&lt;br /&gt;que não me deixe sofrer, por favor. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;(Caio Fernando Abreu)&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/5073640434018777187-2450200250875789522?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/2450200250875789522/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=2450200250875789522' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2450200250875789522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2450200250875789522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/11/que-novembro-venha-com-bons-ventos-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-7787550801833660770</id><published>2011-10-29T18:13:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T18:16:46.354-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE AND ONLY, noites e noites e ótimas noites</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="letra_traducao" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; float: left; width: 320px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;h3 style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;A Verdadeira e Única&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Você tem estado em minha cabeça,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;A cada dia me sinto mais afeiçoada,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Me perco no tempo,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Só pensando em seu rosto,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Só Deus sabe porque levei tanto tempo a acabar com as minhas dúvidas,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Você é o único que quero,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu não sei porque eu estou assustado,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Já senti isso antes,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Cada sentimento, cada palavra,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Já imaginava tudo,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Você nunca vai saber se não tentar,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Perdoar seu passado e simplesmente ser meu,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Te desafio deixar-me ser sua, a verdadeira e única&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prometo que sou merecedora&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;De ficar em teus braços.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Por isso me dê uma chance!,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Para provar que eu sou a única que pode fazer essa caminhada,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Até o fim começar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Se eu estou em seu pensamento,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Voce lembra das palavras que digo,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Se perde no tempo,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Ao ouvir meu nome,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;Será que vou saber como é ter voce por perto,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;E ouvir-te dizer que vais comigo para o caminho que eu escolher?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-7787550801833660770?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/7787550801833660770/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=7787550801833660770' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7787550801833660770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7787550801833660770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-and-only-noites-e-noites-e-otimas.html' title='ONE AND ONLY, noites e noites e ótimas noites'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-5662792859723958987</id><published>2011-10-23T16:10:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T16:10:57.450-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;Eu sinto que você é a pessoa mais parecida comigo que eu conheço, só que do lado do avesso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;Alice Ruiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-5662792859723958987?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/5662792859723958987/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=5662792859723958987' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/5662792859723958987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/5662792859723958987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-sinto-que-voce-e-pessoa-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-8292455247981501413</id><published>2011-10-23T16:07:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T16:11:36.464-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;"Acredito que essa moça, no fundo, gosta dessas coisas: de se apaixonar, de se jogar num rio onde ela não sabe se consegue nadar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Sem querer mais nada além daquele chegar cada vez mais perto."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;"Quero você. Quero eu. Quero cama desarrumada, lençol, café e travesseiro. Quero seu beijo. Quero seu cheiro."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Caio Fernando Abreu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/5073640434018777187-8292455247981501413?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/8292455247981501413/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=8292455247981501413' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/8292455247981501413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/8292455247981501413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/10/acredito-que-essa-moca-no-fundo-gosta.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-8927302880621633852</id><published>2011-10-23T16:07:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T16:07:24.782-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;E tanto faz… De tudo o que ficou, guardo um retrato teu e a saudade mais bonita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Legião Urbana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/5073640434018777187-8927302880621633852?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/8927302880621633852/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=8927302880621633852' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/8927302880621633852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/8927302880621633852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-tanto-faz-de-tudo-o-que-ficou-guardo.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-2499764929569129195</id><published>2011-10-23T16:05:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T16:05:34.654-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gosto muito das pessoas, mas às vezes tenho essa necessidade voraz de me libertar de todos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Lygia Fagundes Telles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-2499764929569129195?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/2499764929569129195/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=2499764929569129195' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2499764929569129195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2499764929569129195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/10/gosto-muito-das-pessoas-mas-as-vezes.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-6821708621566231239</id><published>2011-10-23T16:05:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T16:05:08.300-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gosto dessa definição: Abraço é o encontro de dois corações.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; Cazuza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-6821708621566231239?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/6821708621566231239/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=6821708621566231239' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6821708621566231239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6821708621566231239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/10/gosto-dessa-definicao-abraco-e-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-3272569366338756768</id><published>2011-10-23T16:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T16:00:54.265-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: large; "&gt;Também temos saudade do que não existiu, e dói bastante. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: large; "&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade)&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/5073640434018777187-3272569366338756768?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/3272569366338756768/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=3272569366338756768' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/3272569366338756768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/3272569366338756768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/10/tambem-temos-saudade-do-que-nao-existiu.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-6999118368527514350</id><published>2011-10-23T15:57:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T15:58:46.661-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mário Quintana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Até que um dia, por astúcia ou acaso, depois de quase todos os enganos, ela descobriu a porta do labirinto. (…) Nada de ir tateando os muros como um cego. Nada de muros. Seus passos tinham - enfim! – a liberdade de traçar seus próprios labirintos. &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/5073640434018777187-6999118368527514350?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/6999118368527514350/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=6999118368527514350' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6999118368527514350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6999118368527514350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/10/mario-quintana.html' title='Mário Quintana'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-1105213120001694238</id><published>2011-10-23T15:57:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T15:57:47.273-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pesos desnecessários causam sempre dores desnecessárias. Esvaziei a mala, olhei no fundo dela, limpei, e estou indo preenchê-la com coisas novas. Sensações novas, situações novas, pessoas novas. Tudo novo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;Caio Fernando Abreu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-1105213120001694238?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/1105213120001694238/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=1105213120001694238' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1105213120001694238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1105213120001694238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/10/pesos-desnecessarios-causam-sempre.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-7548416909411647165</id><published>2011-10-23T15:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T15:30:46.377-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cometi o pior dos pecados que um homem pode cometer. Não fui feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jorge Luis Borges&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-7548416909411647165?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/7548416909411647165/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=7548416909411647165' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7548416909411647165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7548416909411647165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/10/cometi-o-pior-dos-pecados-que-um-homem.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-928518496739021593</id><published>2011-10-23T15:21:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T15:21:51.625-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Hoje eu queria um abraço daqueles que te sufoca de tão apertado e te protege de tudo. Hoje eu só queria ouvir ‘eu-te-procurei-pra-saber-se-você-tá-bem’.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt; Caio Fernando Abreu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-928518496739021593?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/928518496739021593/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=928518496739021593' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/928518496739021593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/928518496739021593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/10/hoje-eu-queria-um-abraco-daqueles-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-5496928526564693536</id><published>2011-10-23T14:44:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T14:44:21.732-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Quando nos apaixonamos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Poça d’água é chafariz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt; Chico Buarque&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-5496928526564693536?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/5496928526564693536/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=5496928526564693536' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/5496928526564693536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/5496928526564693536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/10/quando-nos-apaixonamos-poca-dagua-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-2622516089526079677</id><published>2011-10-23T14:06:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T14:07:27.550-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;‎"Não adianta, no momento que as pessoas se afastam, elas estão irremediavelmente perdidas uma da outra."&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/5073640434018777187-2622516089526079677?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/2622516089526079677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=2622516089526079677' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2622516089526079677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2622516089526079677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/10/nao-adianta-no-momento-que-as-pessoas.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-2592104750489426583</id><published>2011-10-15T13:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T13:03:25.141-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;‎"Se eu não fosse imperador, desejaria ser professor. Não conheço missão maior e mais nobre que a de dirigir as inteligências jovens e preparar os homens do futuro." (D. Pedro II)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FELIZ DIA DOS PROFESSORES! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-2592104750489426583?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/2592104750489426583/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=2592104750489426583' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2592104750489426583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2592104750489426583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/10/se-eu-nao-fosse-imperador-desejaria-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-7384490171619580326</id><published>2011-10-02T15:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T01:44:58.233-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lá está ela, mais uma vez. Não sei, não vou saber, não dá pra entender  como ela não se cansa disso. Sabe que tudo acontece como um jogo, se é&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; de azar ou de sorte, não dá pra prever. Ou melhor, até se pode prever, mas ela dispensa.&lt;br /&gt;Acredito que essa moça, no fundo gosta dessas coisas. De se apaixonar,  de se jogar num rio onde ela não sabe se consegue nadar. Ela não desiste  e leva bóias. E se ela se afogar, se recupera.&lt;br /&gt;Estranho e que ela  já apanhou demais da vida. Essa moça tem relacionamentos estranhos, acho  que ela está condicionada a ser uma pessoa substituta. E quem não é?&lt;br /&gt;A gente sempre acha que é especial na vida de alguém, mas o que te  garante que você não está somente servindo pra tapar buracos, servindo  de curativo pras feridas antigas?&lt;br /&gt;A moça…ela muito amou, ama, amará,  e muito se machuca também. Porque amar também é isso, não? Dar o seu  melhor pra curar outra pessoa de todos os golpes, até que ela fique bem e  te deixe pra trás, fraco e sangrando. Daí você espera por alguém que  venha te curar.&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes esse alguém aparece, outras vezes, não. E pra ela? Por quem ela espera?&lt;br /&gt;E assim, aos poucos, ela se esquece dos socos, pontapés, golpes baixos que a vida lhe deu, lhe dará.&lt;br /&gt;A moça – que não era Capitu, mas também têm olhos de ressaca – levanta e segue em frente.&lt;br /&gt;Não por ser forte, e sim pelo contrário… Por saber que é fraca o  bastante para não conseguir ter ódio no seu coração, na sua alma, na sua  essência. E ama, sabendo que vai chorar muitas vezes ainda. Afinal, foi  chorando que ela, você e todos os outros, vieram ao mundo.”&lt;br /&gt;(Caio Fernando Abreu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-7384490171619580326?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/7384490171619580326/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=7384490171619580326' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7384490171619580326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7384490171619580326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/10/la-esta-ela-mais-uma-vez.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-1784129233439784808</id><published>2011-09-23T16:44:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T16:44:53.634-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;"Porque pensar demais faz a gente desistir. O que enlouquece é a certeza, não a dúvida. Pensar demais faz a gente pensar besteira."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rodrigo Tavares&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-1784129233439784808?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/1784129233439784808/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=1784129233439784808' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1784129233439784808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1784129233439784808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/09/porque-pensar-demais-faz-gente-desistir.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-449857307293948839</id><published>2011-09-23T16:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T16:40:00.466-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;"Espero que o tempo te fale coisas que eu ainda não pude te falar." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;Márcio Freitas&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/5073640434018777187-449857307293948839?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/449857307293948839/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=449857307293948839' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/449857307293948839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/449857307293948839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/09/espero-que-o-tempo-te-fale-coisas-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-8265234025112027891</id><published>2011-09-23T16:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T16:38:57.872-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati Bernardi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;"Difícil é encontrar alguém com quem você queira conversar por horas." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;Tati Bernardi&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/5073640434018777187-8265234025112027891?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/8265234025112027891/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=8265234025112027891' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/8265234025112027891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/8265234025112027891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/09/dificil-e-encontrar-alguem-com-quem.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-6084286713973555291</id><published>2011-09-23T16:35:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T16:35:53.949-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;"... As pessoas sabem o que querem, mas têm medo. É incrível perceber que sabemos exatamente o que queremos, mas escolhemos o que devemos." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;Lucélia Canassa&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/5073640434018777187-6084286713973555291?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/6084286713973555291/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=6084286713973555291' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6084286713973555291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6084286713973555291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-6148049021407880095</id><published>2011-08-11T10:24:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T10:24:28.305-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“Por favor, sou tão ridiculamente fácil de decifrar e ainda insistem em seguir pelo caminho errado" Veronica H.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-6148049021407880095?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/6148049021407880095/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=6148049021407880095' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6148049021407880095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6148049021407880095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/08/por-favor-sou-tao-ridiculamente-facil.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-330206668412594769</id><published>2011-08-08T12:29:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T12:32:39.247-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>- Se eu o amei? A ponto de todos os outros serem colocados no patamar de amizade ou paixonite. E, por favor, não me pergunte isso no pretérito! É mais rotineiro que o sol nascer todos os dias...&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-330206668412594769?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/330206668412594769/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=330206668412594769' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/330206668412594769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/330206668412594769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/08/se-eu-o-amei-ponto-de-todos-os-outros.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-1871294460529168936</id><published>2011-08-03T17:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T17:50:35.063-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Gosto de pessoas doces, gosto de situações claras - e por tudo isso ando cada vez mais só.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(8, 130, 83, 0.0898438); "&gt;...por que, então, cultivar roseiras se, quando tudo está crescido, é nelas que você se corta?&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/5073640434018777187-1871294460529168936?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/1871294460529168936/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=1871294460529168936' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1871294460529168936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1871294460529168936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/08/gosto-de-pessoas-doces-gosto-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-8367714329840712260</id><published>2011-08-03T17:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T17:34:29.290-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;“Tem olhos hipnóticos, quase diabólicos. E a gente sente que ela não espera mais nada de nada nem de ninguém, que está absolutamente sozinha e numa altura tal que ninguém jamais conseguirá alcançá-la.” CFA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-8367714329840712260?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/8367714329840712260/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=8367714329840712260' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/8367714329840712260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/8367714329840712260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/08/tem-olhos-hipnoticos-quase-diabolicos.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-7753816956010697233</id><published>2011-07-29T21:51:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T21:52:08.286-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Não importa o que você faça ou fez por alguém, nunca será suficiente. Falta de consideração chega ser pior que indiferença.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-7753816956010697233?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/7753816956010697233/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=7753816956010697233' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7753816956010697233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/7753816956010697233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/07/nao-importa-o-que-voce-faca-ou-fez-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-3988116027909060815</id><published>2011-07-29T21:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T21:32:16.217-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As pessoas não se contentam em ter um dia ruim. &lt;div&gt;Precisam também estragar o dia dos que estavam bem e felizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-3988116027909060815?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/3988116027909060815/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=3988116027909060815' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/3988116027909060815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/3988116027909060815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/07/as-pessoas-nao-se-contentam-em-ter-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-4458100386657041063</id><published>2011-07-27T01:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T01:19:03.619-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Que eu possa também abrir espaço pra cultivar a todo instante as sementes do bem e da felicidade de quem não importa quem seja ou do mal que tenha feito para mim. Que a vida me ensine a amar cada vez mais, de um jeito mais leve. &lt;b&gt;Que o respeito comigo mesma seja sempre obedecido com a paz de quem está se encontrando e se conhecendo com um coração maior.&lt;/b&gt; Um encontro com a vontade de paz e o desejo de viver! (CFA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-4458100386657041063?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/4458100386657041063/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=4458100386657041063' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/4458100386657041063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/4458100386657041063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/07/que-eu-possa-tambem-abrir-espaco-pra.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-6038303029596277664</id><published>2011-07-22T00:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:43:01.461-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 17px; "&gt;Aos caminhos, entrego o nosso encontro. e se tiver que ser, como tem que ser, do jeito que tiver que ser, a gente volta um dia. (CFA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px;"&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/5073640434018777187-6038303029596277664?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/6038303029596277664/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=6038303029596277664' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6038303029596277664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6038303029596277664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/07/aos-caminhos-entrego-o-nosso-encontro.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-1976027643017242176</id><published>2011-07-22T00:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:41:32.692-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: MarkerFelt-Thin; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Penso sempre que um dia a gente vai se encontrar de novo, e que então tudo vai ser mais claro, que não vai mais haver medo nem coisas falsas. Há uma porção de coisas minhas que você não sabe, e que precisaria saber para compreender todas as vezes que fugi de você e voltei e tornei a fugir. São coisas difíceis de serem contadas, mais difíceis talvez de serem compreendidas — se um dia a gente se encontrar de novo, em amor, eu direi delas, caso contrário não será preciso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: MarkerFelt-Thin; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Essas coisas não pedem resposta nem ressonância alguma em você: eu só queria que você soubesse do muito amor e ternura que eu tinha — e tenho — pra você. Acho que é bom a gente saber que existe desse jeito em alguém, como você existe em mim.” CFA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-1976027643017242176?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/1976027643017242176/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=1976027643017242176' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1976027643017242176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1976027643017242176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/07/penso-sempre-que-um-dia-gente-vai-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-6426965093410026556</id><published>2011-06-28T11:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T12:04:22.673-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "  &gt;&lt;i&gt;- adeus - disse ele a flor.&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;mas a flor não respondeu.&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;- adeus - repetiu ele.&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;a flor tossiu, mas não foi por causa do resfriado.&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;- eu fui uma tola - disse finalmente- peço-te perdão. &lt;b&gt;Procura ser feliz.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(mon petit prince)&lt;/i&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/5073640434018777187-6426965093410026556?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/6426965093410026556/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=6426965093410026556' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6426965093410026556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6426965093410026556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/06/adeus-disse-ele-flor.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-8830645608175445521</id><published>2011-06-04T11:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T11:02:44.079-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati Bernardi'/><title type='text'>- Eu ficaria mais.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;- Eu não gosto nunca de nada e gostei tanto de você. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- É? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Droga. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- O quê?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Eu falando de gostar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- E daí?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- E daí que vai acontecer tudo de novo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- O quê? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Vou sentir demais, falar demais, escrever demais, você vai embora. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Agora eu vou embora. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- E depois? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Depois não sei. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Tá. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Eu ficaria, sério, eu ficaria muito, muito, muito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Eu sei. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Mas agora eu vou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Tati Bernardi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-8830645608175445521?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/8830645608175445521/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=8830645608175445521' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/8830645608175445521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/8830645608175445521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-ficaria-mais.html' title='- Eu ficaria mais.'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-2834459205938738402</id><published>2011-06-02T04:09:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T04:09:26.971-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Eu vou gostando, eu vou cuidando, eu vou desculpando, eu vou superando, eu vou compreendendo, eu vou relevando, eu vou e continuo indo, assim, desse jeito. Sem virar paginas, sem colocar pontos e vou dando muito de mim, e aceitando o pouquinho que os outros têm pra me dar.” Caio Fernando Abreu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-2834459205938738402?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/2834459205938738402/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=2834459205938738402' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2834459205938738402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2834459205938738402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-vou-gostando-eu-vou-cuidando-eu-vou.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-9063212260422885033</id><published>2011-06-01T20:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T20:12:35.674-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmGhxDtZ6Io/TebHVLiMloI/AAAAAAAACvg/8O38cM2RkK0/s1600/tumblr_lm3c2rQZOC1qbom07o1_250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmGhxDtZ6Io/TebHVLiMloI/AAAAAAAACvg/8O38cM2RkK0/s320/tumblr_lm3c2rQZOC1qbom07o1_250.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613393152251303554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-9063212260422885033?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/9063212260422885033/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=9063212260422885033' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/9063212260422885033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/9063212260422885033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmGhxDtZ6Io/TebHVLiMloI/AAAAAAAACvg/8O38cM2RkK0/s72-c/tumblr_lm3c2rQZOC1qbom07o1_250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-5154589184030837735</id><published>2011-06-01T20:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T20:04:52.488-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;“Então, não perca seu tempo comigo. Eu não sou um corpo que você achou na noite. Eu não sou uma boca que precisa ser beijada por outra qualquer. Eu não preciso do seu dinheiro. Muito menos do seu carro. Mas, talvez, eu precise dos seus braços fortes. Das suas mãos quentes. Do seu colo pra eu me deitar. Do seu conselho quando meu lado menina não souber o que fazer do meu futuro. Eu não vou te pedir nada. Não vou te cobrar aquilo que você não pode me dar. Mas uma coisa, eu exijo. Quando estiver comigo, seja todo você. Corpo e alma. Às vezes, mais alma. Às vezes, mais corpo. Mas, por favor, não me apareça pela metade. Não me venha com falsas promessas. Eu não me iludo com presentes caros. Não, eu não estou à venda. Eu não quero saber onde você mora. Desde que você saiba o caminho da minha casa. Eu não quero saber quanto você ganha. Quero saber se ganha o dia quando está comigo.” Caio Fernando Abreu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-5154589184030837735?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/5154589184030837735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=5154589184030837735' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/5154589184030837735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/5154589184030837735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/06/entao-nao-perca-seu-tempo-comigo.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-8035351452750854215</id><published>2011-05-30T00:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T00:22:19.339-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanhã ou depois</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; "&gt;Deixamos pra depois uma conversa amiga&lt;br /&gt;Que fosse para o bem, que fosse uma saí­da&lt;br /&gt;Deixamos pra depois a troca de carinho&lt;br /&gt;Deixamos que a rotina fosse nosso caminho&lt;br /&gt;Deixamos pra depois a busca de abrigo&lt;br /&gt;Deixamos de nos ver fazendo algum sentido&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; "&gt;Deixamos de sentir o que a gente sentia&lt;br /&gt;Que trazia cor ao nosso dia a dia&lt;br /&gt;Deixamos de dizer o que a gente dizia&lt;br /&gt;Deixamos de levar em conta a alegria&lt;br /&gt;Deixamos escapar por entre nossos dedos&lt;br /&gt;A chance de manter unidas as nossas vidas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-8035351452750854215?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/8035351452750854215/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=8035351452750854215' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/8035351452750854215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/8035351452750854215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/05/amanha-ou-depois.html' title='Amanhã ou depois'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-6901713403328010549</id><published>2011-05-28T05:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T05:08:26.245-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Próprias Mentiras</title><content type='html'>Cuide do seu nariz&lt;br /&gt;Você fala demais&lt;br /&gt;Não fui eu que pedi&lt;br /&gt;Se o teu conselho fosse bom tu vendia&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero ouvir&lt;br /&gt;Onde foi que eu errei&lt;br /&gt;Não foi assim que eu quis&lt;br /&gt;Infelizmente foi em você que eu me espelhei&lt;br /&gt;Hey, cadê?&lt;br /&gt;Me devolve a inocência que atirei&lt;br /&gt;No quintal lá fora plantei teu medo&lt;br /&gt;É, fui eu&lt;br /&gt;Quem ficou na casa vazia&lt;br /&gt;Você deixou suas tralhas&lt;br /&gt;Agora, tira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mais fácil julgar&lt;br /&gt;Do que ter que olhar&lt;br /&gt;Pras próprias mentiras&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora, chega&lt;br /&gt;Não sou ovelha negra&lt;br /&gt;Nem qualquer menina&lt;br /&gt;Me diz pra quê que eu vou ser o que esperas de mim?&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sou sua mãe, não te carreguei na minha barriga&lt;br /&gt;Agora preste atenção&lt;br /&gt;Minha vez de falar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aprendi a dizer não&lt;br /&gt;Já chegou a hora&lt;br /&gt;De me libertar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, não dá&lt;br /&gt;Esse papo de faça como eu&lt;br /&gt;Sempre digo:&lt;br /&gt;Nunca faça o que eu faço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;É, doeu&lt;br /&gt;Teu olhar roubou&lt;br /&gt;O que era meu&lt;br /&gt;Tuas palavras ecoam&lt;br /&gt;No meu destino&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais fácil julgar&lt;br /&gt;Do que ter que olhar&lt;br /&gt;Pras próprias mentiras&lt;br /&gt;Tentar esconder&lt;br /&gt;Pra não ter que ver&lt;br /&gt;Onde dói a ferida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hey, pra quê&lt;br /&gt;Você me fez acreditar&lt;br /&gt;Que eu era a princesinha&lt;br /&gt;Do teu castelo?&lt;br /&gt;É, não dá&lt;br /&gt;Pra esperar de um homem que não cresceu&lt;br /&gt;Pois alguém também&lt;br /&gt;Te feriu de jeito&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais fácil julgar&lt;br /&gt;Do que ter que olhar&lt;br /&gt;Pras próprias mentiras&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora, chega&lt;br /&gt;Não sou ovelha negra&lt;br /&gt;Nem qualquer menina da vida&lt;br /&gt;Da vida, não&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-6901713403328010549?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/6901713403328010549/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=6901713403328010549' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6901713403328010549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6901713403328010549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/05/proprias-mentiras.html' title='Próprias Mentiras'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-5937789148942366148</id><published>2011-05-28T04:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T04:15:28.083-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Acho que a única razão de sermos tão apegados em memórias, é que elas não mudam, mesmo que as pessoas tenham mudado.  Bob Marley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-5937789148942366148?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/5937789148942366148/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=5937789148942366148' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/5937789148942366148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/5937789148942366148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/05/acho-que-unica-razao-de-sermos-tao.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-2574458275705208909</id><published>2011-05-28T04:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T04:15:18.333-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Se tens um coração de ferro, bom proveito. O meu fizeram-no de carne, e sangra todos os dias. José Saramago&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-2574458275705208909?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/2574458275705208909/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=2574458275705208909' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2574458275705208909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/2574458275705208909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/05/se-tens-um-coracao-de-ferro-bom.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-4768321068310565450</id><published>2011-05-22T17:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T17:47:59.836-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero sim - Paula Fernandes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eu tô com saudades&lt;br /&gt;Da nossa amizade&lt;br /&gt;Do tempo em que a gente&lt;br /&gt;Amava se ver&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sou palavra&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sou poema&lt;br /&gt;Sou humana pequena&lt;br /&gt;A se arrepender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes sou dia&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes sou nada&lt;br /&gt;Hoje lágrima caída&lt;br /&gt;Choro pela madrugada&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes sou fada&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes faísca&lt;br /&gt;Tô ligada na tomada&lt;br /&gt;Numa noite mal dormida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o teu amor for frágil e não resistir&lt;br /&gt;E essa mágoa então ficar eternamente aqui&lt;br /&gt;Estou de volta a imensidão de um mar&lt;br /&gt;Que é feito de silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Se os teus olhos não refletem mais o nosso amor&lt;br /&gt;E a saudade me seguir pra sempre aonde eu for&lt;br /&gt;Fica claro que tentei lutar por esse sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-4768321068310565450?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/4768321068310565450/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=4768321068310565450' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/4768321068310565450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/4768321068310565450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/05/quero-sim-paula-fernandes.html' title='Quero sim - Paula Fernandes'/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-5458527613807299530</id><published>2011-05-22T17:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T17:40:18.949-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minhas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A cada resposta monossilábica sua, três lágrimas.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-5458527613807299530?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/5458527613807299530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=5458527613807299530' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/5458527613807299530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/5458527613807299530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/05/cada-resposta-monossilabica-sua-tres.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-3990921836331077633</id><published>2011-05-21T16:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T16:24:25.033-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Eu estava me sentindo muito triste. Você pode dizer que isso tem sido frequente demais, ou até um pouco (ou muito) chato.”&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;___CFA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-3990921836331077633?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/3990921836331077633/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=3990921836331077633' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/3990921836331077633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/3990921836331077633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-estava-me-sentindo-muito-triste.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-6621577499571851903</id><published>2011-05-21T16:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T16:23:11.794-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;“Entende? Diz que você me entende. Eu preciso que alguém compreenda isso e me explique esse amor.” Gabito Nunes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-6621577499571851903?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/6621577499571851903/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=6621577499571851903' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6621577499571851903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/6621577499571851903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/05/entende-diz-que-voce-me-entende.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5073640434018777187.post-1195577400488381945</id><published>2011-05-16T22:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T22:23:12.779-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu na verdade não entendi direito seus motivos, mas eu os respeito. Eu só quero que um belo dia voce acorde, respire fundo e diga claramente: "Agora sim eu estou feliz". Só isso. Você vai ter o meu apoio sempre que precisar; e eu vou ficar perto, de um jeito ou de outro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retirado do &lt;a href="http://traco-a-traco.blogspot.com/"&gt;traço a traço&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5073640434018777187-1195577400488381945?l=carolinececilie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/feeds/1195577400488381945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5073640434018777187&amp;postID=1195577400488381945' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1195577400488381945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5073640434018777187/posts/default/1195577400488381945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinececilie.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-na-verdade-nao-entendi-direito-seus.html' title=''/><author><name>Caroline Cecilie da Costa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08749761564040825605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSzIYCJsHZs/TtL1ITAnCfI/AAAAAAAACyk/95yqVEaV-sQ/s220/Recent%2B6.tiff'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
