<?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-2052834439589702736</id><updated>2011-07-28T09:35:17.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>follow your dream</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2052834439589702736/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fernanda Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019144405233484990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VQRHuKWHQkQ/S28M2DqWgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FDgaN4UHaZ0/S220/DSC02182+perfil+2.PNG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2052834439589702736.post-623215815533106723</id><published>2010-06-10T16:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T17:03:41.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Sabe o que seria bom? Seria bom se você chegasse pra mim, olhasse nos meus olhos e dissesse tudo aquilo que você sente. Eu poderia saber até onde as suas palavras seriam &lt;i&gt;verdade&lt;/i&gt;. Eu poderia descobrir se sinto o mesmo por você. Mas por favor, não me engane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não faça com que eu me arrependa dessa segunda chance.&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/2052834439589702736-623215815533106723?l=ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/623215815533106723/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/2010/06/sabe-o-que-seria-bom-seria-bom-se-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2052834439589702736/posts/default/623215815533106723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2052834439589702736/posts/default/623215815533106723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/2010/06/sabe-o-que-seria-bom-seria-bom-se-voce.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019144405233484990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VQRHuKWHQkQ/S28M2DqWgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FDgaN4UHaZ0/S220/DSC02182+perfil+2.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2052834439589702736.post-1569625963187739612</id><published>2010-04-22T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T14:53:57.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chega de tentar esconder o que você está sentindo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não vê que isso não leva a&lt;b&gt; nada&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Todos os seus sentimentos estão guardados, e você não os deixa sair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tem tanta gente querendo te ajudar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;e tudo o que você precisa é dizer que sim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Para curar a dor de um amor, só arranjando outro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;e isso não vai ser difícil, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;já que &lt;i&gt;nesse momento ele está batendo na sua porta&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/2052834439589702736-1569625963187739612?l=ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/1569625963187739612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/2010/04/chega-de-tentar-esconder-o-que-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2052834439589702736/posts/default/1569625963187739612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2052834439589702736/posts/default/1569625963187739612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/2010/04/chega-de-tentar-esconder-o-que-voce.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019144405233484990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VQRHuKWHQkQ/S28M2DqWgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FDgaN4UHaZ0/S220/DSC02182+perfil+2.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2052834439589702736.post-4356022753449236321</id><published>2010-04-19T17:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T17:28:42.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tanto pra dizer, tanto pra entender. Quando tudo está melhorando, de repente aquela coisa dentro de você volta com mais força do que nunca. E agora: &lt;b&gt;qual decisão devo tomar?&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/2052834439589702736-4356022753449236321?l=ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/4356022753449236321/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/2010/04/tanto-pra-dizer-tanto-pra-entender.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2052834439589702736/posts/default/4356022753449236321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2052834439589702736/posts/default/4356022753449236321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/2010/04/tanto-pra-dizer-tanto-pra-entender.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019144405233484990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VQRHuKWHQkQ/S28M2DqWgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FDgaN4UHaZ0/S220/DSC02182+perfil+2.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2052834439589702736.post-951619450696687497</id><published>2010-02-26T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T13:53:59.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sentimentos&lt;/i&gt; são uma coisa estranha. Chegam bem devagar, de mansinho... e quando percebemos já estamos completamente envolvidos. É curioso como o ser humano se deixa levar pelas &lt;b&gt;emoções&lt;/b&gt;. Ainda mais porque os sentimentos são incontroláveis; uma vez envolvido, é difícil se livrar. Eles são capazes de nos botar pra cima ou pra baixo em questão de segundos. Continuam a criar expectativas, que parecem nunca ter fim. Se não somos correspondidos, dói, e o único jeito é aturar até que passe. Se é recíproco, agradeça todos os dias, porque &lt;i&gt;não é sempre que encontramos quem nos completa&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/2052834439589702736-951619450696687497?l=ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/951619450696687497/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/2010/02/sentimentos-sao-uma-coisa-estranha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2052834439589702736/posts/default/951619450696687497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2052834439589702736/posts/default/951619450696687497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/2010/02/sentimentos-sao-uma-coisa-estranha.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019144405233484990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VQRHuKWHQkQ/S28M2DqWgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FDgaN4UHaZ0/S220/DSC02182+perfil+2.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2052834439589702736.post-5719736508439240792</id><published>2010-02-16T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T20:46:05.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sinta-se feliz&lt;/i&gt;. Simples assim. Quando paramos pra pensar, as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;pequenas coisas&lt;/span&gt; fazem uma super diferença na nossa vida. Acordar de bom humor e tratar bem as pessoas que amamos já é um grande passo. Sem mistério. Essas coisas geralmente parecem ser complicadas, mas o melhor de tudo é que não são. Quando se sentir pra baixo, tente pensar assim:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;When you're down and lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and you need a helping hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;When you're down and lost along the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh just tell yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'll, I'll be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Um pouco de autoconfiança não faz mal a ninguém... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Música: McFLY - I'll be ok)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2052834439589702736-5719736508439240792?l=ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/5719736508439240792/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/2010/02/sinta-se-feliz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2052834439589702736/posts/default/5719736508439240792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2052834439589702736/posts/default/5719736508439240792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/2010/02/sinta-se-feliz.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019144405233484990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VQRHuKWHQkQ/S28M2DqWgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FDgaN4UHaZ0/S220/DSC02182+perfil+2.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2052834439589702736.post-8143264971877749105</id><published>2010-02-11T12:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T20:46:28.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cheguei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;perto demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; de desistir. Muitas vezes. Quando abandono essa idéia, penso a tolice que teria sido. Qualquer ser humano tem sonhos. O que aconteceria com eles se eu tivesse desistido? Eles iriam embora junto com a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;covardia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. Tenho que lutar pelo o que eu quero. E quando eu conseguir, sei exatamente a quem devo agradecer, pois essas pessoas me falaram: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;não desanime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;", ou "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;você pode ter tudo o que quiser, só precisa batalhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;". Então, eu te digo a mesma coisa. Se você tem um sonho, corra atrás dele, ultrapasse toda e qualquer barreira que aparecer. Conte com todos que você ama, porque com o apoio deles essa jornada será muito mais fácil. Dependendo da situação, você terá que fazer tudo sozinho. Mas isso não é motivo para desistir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Seja independente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. De qualquer maneira, apenas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;siga seu sonho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&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/2052834439589702736-8143264971877749105?l=ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/8143264971877749105/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/2010/02/cheguei-perto-demais-de-desistir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2052834439589702736/posts/default/8143264971877749105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2052834439589702736/posts/default/8143264971877749105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/2010/02/cheguei-perto-demais-de-desistir.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019144405233484990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VQRHuKWHQkQ/S28M2DqWgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FDgaN4UHaZ0/S220/DSC02182+perfil+2.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2052834439589702736.post-6723224467804498799</id><published>2010-02-07T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T20:46:37.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sempre tentamos ajudar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sempre, sempre, sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. A ajuda pode até nem ser lá essas coisas, mas de qualquer forma tentamos. Quando há um problema, a culpa é sempre sua. Ou você não lavou a louça direito, ou não levou o cachorro pra passear, ou não sabe nem segurar um durex sem que as pontas preguem uma na outra. E isso dá uma raiva enorme. Mas como falar? Como falar sem ser rude, sem magoar a pessoa, sem criar aquele clima desagradável? Geralmente apenas tentamos fazer melhor. Não falamos nada. Deixar triste aquela pessoa que você mais ama por uma besteira dessas... É a pior sensação do mundo. Apesar disso, podemos tirar uma boa conclusão: nós aprendemos a ter paciência, e quem sabe futuramente ensinar à pessoa que só faz reclamar. &lt;b&gt;Porque ninguém perde a paciência se realmente nunca a teve.&lt;/b&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/2052834439589702736-6723224467804498799?l=ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/feeds/6723224467804498799/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/2010/02/sempre-tentamos-ajudar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2052834439589702736/posts/default/6723224467804498799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2052834439589702736/posts/default/6723224467804498799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovethisfeeling.blogspot.com/2010/02/sempre-tentamos-ajudar.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019144405233484990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VQRHuKWHQkQ/S28M2DqWgVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FDgaN4UHaZ0/S220/DSC02182+perfil+2.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
