<?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-7483705091377845428</id><updated>2011-11-13T20:45:12.448-02:00</updated><title type='text'>memórias</title><subtitle type='html'>algumas perdidas, ou achadas.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zufane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483705091377845428/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zufane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Zufane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16746598726291221400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu22Fzvw9IM/TT9aAmJUa8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/x-5lYMV9fCg/s220/zuzu.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483705091377845428.post-8951489975348985459</id><published>2011-11-13T20:45:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T20:45:12.525-02:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>continua perguntando pq eu sou a unica zuzu do mundo. &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/zufane" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.formspring.me/zufane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483705091377845428-8951489975348985459?l=zufane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zufane.blogspot.com/feeds/8951489975348985459/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zufane.blogspot.com/2011/11/formspringme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483705091377845428/posts/default/8951489975348985459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483705091377845428/posts/default/8951489975348985459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zufane.blogspot.com/2011/11/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Zufane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16746598726291221400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu22Fzvw9IM/TT9aAmJUa8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/x-5lYMV9fCg/s220/zuzu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483705091377845428.post-1172515497856149867</id><published>2011-06-19T16:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T16:21:01.025-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eles se amam.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;todo mundo sabe mas ninguém acredita. Não conseguem ficar juntos. Simples. Complexo. Quase impossivel. Ele continua vivendo sua vidinha idealizada e ela continua idealizando sua vidinha. Alguns dizem que isso jamais daria certo. Outros dizem que foram feitos um para o outro. Eles preferem não dizer nada. Preferem meias palavras e milhares de coisas não ditas. Ela quer atitudes, ele quer ela. Todas as noites ela pensa nele, e todas as manhãs ele pensa nela. E assim vão vivendo até quando a vontade de estar com o outro for maior do que os outros. Enquanto o mundo vive lá fora, dentro de cada um tem um pedaço do outro. E mesmo sorrindo por ai, cada um sabe a falta que o outro faz. Nunca mais se viram, nunca mais se tocaram e nunca mais serão os mesmos. É fácil porque os dias passam rápidos demais, é dificil porque o sentimento fica, vai ficando e permanece dentro deles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;E todos os dias eles se perguntam o que fazer. E imaginam os abraços, as noites com dores nas costas esquecidas pelo primeiro sorriso do outro. E que no momento certo se reencontrem e que nada, nada seja por acaso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tati Bernades&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&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/7483705091377845428-1172515497856149867?l=zufane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zufane.blogspot.com/feeds/1172515497856149867/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zufane.blogspot.com/2011/06/eles-se-amam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483705091377845428/posts/default/1172515497856149867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483705091377845428/posts/default/1172515497856149867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zufane.blogspot.com/2011/06/eles-se-amam.html' title='Eles se amam.'/><author><name>Zufane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16746598726291221400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu22Fzvw9IM/TT9aAmJUa8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/x-5lYMV9fCg/s220/zuzu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
