<?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-37932102</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:30:16.994-02:00</updated><category term='pra sempre mesmo.'/><title type='text'>My Silent Tears</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-3449702021237267671</id><published>2008-11-21T18:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T18:11:08.478-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;é uma menina! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt; ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37932102-3449702021237267671?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/3449702021237267671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=3449702021237267671&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/3449702021237267671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/3449702021237267671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2008/11/uma-menina.html' title=''/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-3470768929671012675</id><published>2008-11-04T17:13:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T17:16:11.222-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;Entaaaao...só pra deixar todo mundo informado:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;dia 18 eu vou fazer meu U.S morfológico eu juro q eu venho direto pra k avisar todo mundo ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;no mais...tah tudo bem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37932102-3470768929671012675?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/3470768929671012675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=3470768929671012675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/3470768929671012675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/3470768929671012675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2008/11/entaaaao.html' title=''/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-7304368588844195531</id><published>2008-10-22T01:06:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T01:26:19.751-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;Insônia Desespero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;Ansiedade Angústia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;Frustração Medo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;Tristeza Indignação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;Away! we know that tears are vain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;That death nor heeds nor hears distress:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;Will this unteach us to complain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;Or make one mourner weep the less?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;And thou - who tell'st me to forget,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;Thy looks are wan, thine eyes are wet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;[Lord Byron]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;queridos! tah tudo bem ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;segunda agora eu tenho médico e acho q provavelmente no meu proxin u.s vai rolar de saber o sexo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;claro q eu vou ligar pra todo mundo pra avisar ql eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;essa parte ai de cima foi só um desabafo,afinal de contas todo mundo tem problemas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;ps:. não aguento mais essa cidade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/37932102-7304368588844195531?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/7304368588844195531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=7304368588844195531&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/7304368588844195531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/7304368588844195531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2008/10/insnia-desespero-ansiedade-angstia.html' title=''/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-7071570498679296134</id><published>2008-08-26T14:01:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T14:05:40.817-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Então..sem novidades!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;hauahauahuaha...fui ao médico ontem e ela disse q tah tudo bem com o s meus exames!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;tenho alguns outros vários pra fazer..mas tudo bem. começei a tomar ácido fólico para evitar alguns problemas e tive q para de comer sushi e comidas cruas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;tirando esse ultimo pequeno detalhe ta tudo bem ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;hauahauahauhzauahuah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;beeeeeeeeeeeijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37932102-7071570498679296134?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/7071570498679296134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=7071570498679296134&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/7071570498679296134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/7071570498679296134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2008/08/ento.html' title=''/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-7626134082017226876</id><published>2008-08-20T15:40:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T15:45:26.452-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Atualizando.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;entao..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;me esforçando pra finalmente conseguir manter isso aki!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;hauahauhauaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;queria dizer q as coisas estão se encaminhando e resolvendo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;depois de algumas conversas,lavagem de roupas sujas e alguns fights tah tudo ficando numa boa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;Só pra manter a galera atualizada mesmo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;valeu pelo apoio de todo mundo ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;amo mto vcs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;e sim eu acredito q vcs são sinceros e nao falam as coisas só pra ficar bonito ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;;*****************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37932102-7626134082017226876?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/7626134082017226876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=7626134082017226876&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/7626134082017226876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/7626134082017226876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2008/08/atualizando.html' title='Atualizando.'/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-5006806576574364732</id><published>2008-08-17T20:18:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T20:46:32.660-02:00</updated><title type='text'>just singing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nLI7CDNiPZc/SKip3eYaGoI/AAAAAAAAACM/uN0XBfFlmv4/s1600-h/anne_geddes_preview_2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nLI7CDNiPZc/SKip3eYaGoI/AAAAAAAAACM/uN0XBfFlmv4/s320/anne_geddes_preview_2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235621337331538562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; So I hope you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; That I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; Would love to love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; And that she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; Will cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; When she learns we are two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; If I fell in love with you.&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/37932102-5006806576574364732?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/5006806576574364732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=5006806576574364732&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/5006806576574364732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/5006806576574364732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-singing.html' title='just singing'/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nLI7CDNiPZc/SKip3eYaGoI/AAAAAAAAACM/uN0XBfFlmv4/s72-c/anne_geddes_preview_2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-3974917141460226237</id><published>2008-08-16T19:48:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:00:38.763-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Novo começo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hoje eu decidi fazer um diario de tudo q está acontecendo,uma maneira de mantes as pessoas que me importam informadas dos acontecimentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A uma semana atras chegou o resultado do meu  BHCG [teste de gravidez] e deu positivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Pensei que eu fosse surtar,morrer esquartejada ou coisas do gênero. Mas ao contrario do que imaginei eu recebi o apoio da minha família e dos meus amigos,mas dos amigos amiogos mesmo, e assim eu descobri quais são as pessoas que por mais que eu ache q não,eu sempre vou poder contar. "Incrívelmente" a única pessoa que obrigatóriamente deveria me apoiar,não é uma delas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Essa ultima semana foi reveladora. Descobri pessoas que só são minhas amigas na hora da carona,na hora de fazer o social,na hora que convém, então cheguei a uma conclusão: a essas pessoas um grande e belo foda-se.Pois se não me ajudaram nem fizeram questão de nada até agora,futuramente é que não vai ser. Não preciso de vcs,eu tenho pessoas que realmente se importam comigo. E ao doador de esperma..um lindissimo "obrigada pelo apoio e pela simpatia cotidiana!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37932102-3974917141460226237?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/3974917141460226237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=3974917141460226237&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/3974917141460226237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/3974917141460226237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2008/08/novo-comeo.html' title='Novo começo.'/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-7760318415079789001</id><published>2008-05-27T01:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:38.524-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nLI7CDNiPZc/SDt64EE1aQI/AAAAAAAAACE/xpqcjlbgyKw/s1600-h/crises+de+riso+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nLI7CDNiPZc/SDt64EE1aQI/AAAAAAAAACE/xpqcjlbgyKw/s320/crises+de+riso+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204888897942022402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabe quando a sua vontade de chorar e externar tudo é tão grande que parece que se vc respirar vc estoura?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;enfim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37932102-7760318415079789001?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/7760318415079789001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=7760318415079789001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/7760318415079789001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/7760318415079789001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2008/05/sabe-quando-sua-vontade-de-chorar-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nLI7CDNiPZc/SDt64EE1aQI/AAAAAAAAACE/xpqcjlbgyKw/s72-c/crises+de+riso+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-1044052300600036745</id><published>2008-05-20T00:58:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T01:00:28.333-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h4 style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: normal;" class="fr0"&gt; Os Tamanhos variam conforme o grau de envolvimento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma pessoa é enorme para ti, quando fala do que leu e viveu, quando te trata com carinho e respeito, quando te olha nos olhos e sorri .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É pequena para ti quando só pensa em si mesma, quando se comporta de uma maneira pouco gentil, quando fracassa justamente no momento em que teria que demonstrar o que há de mais importante entre duas pessoas: a amizade, o carinho, o respeito, o zelo e até mesmo o amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma pessoa é gigante para ti quando se interessa pela tua vida, quando procura alternativas para o seu crescimento, quando sonha junto contigo. E pequena quando se desvia do assunto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma pessoa é grande quando perdoa, quando compreende, quando se coloca no lugar do outro, quando age não de acordo com o que esperam dela, mas de acordo com o que espera de si mesma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma pessoa é pequena quando se deixa reger por comportamentos da moda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma mesma pessoa pode aparentar grandeza ou miudeza dentro de um relacionamento, pode crescer ou decrescer num espaço de poucas semanas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma decepção pode diminuir o tamanho de um amor que parecia ser grande.&lt;br /&gt;Uma ausência pode aumentar o tamanho de um amor que parecia ser ínfimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É difícil conviver com esta elasticidade: as pessoas se agigantam e se encolhem aos nossos olhos. O nosso julgamento é feito não através de centímetros e metros, mas de ações e reações, de expectativas e frustrações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma pessoa é única ao estender a mão, e ao recolhê-la inesperadamente torna-se mais uma.&lt;br /&gt;O egoísmo unifica os insignificantes.&lt;br /&gt;Não é a altura, nem o peso, nem os músculos que tornam uma pessoa grande... é a sua sensibilidade, sem tamanho...&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37932102-1044052300600036745?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/1044052300600036745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=1044052300600036745&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/1044052300600036745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/1044052300600036745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2008/05/os-tamanhos-variam-conforme-o-grau-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-6392452216035966200</id><published>2008-04-17T23:22:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T23:25:50.768-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.markkluna.com/People/slides/Umbrellas%20%28C%29MKL2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.markkluna.com/People/slides/Umbrellas%20%28C%29MKL2006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;           "Nossas dúvidas são traidoras e nos fazem perder o que,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;            com freqüência, poderíamos ganhar, por simples medo de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;            arriscar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37932102-6392452216035966200?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/6392452216035966200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=6392452216035966200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/6392452216035966200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/6392452216035966200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2008/04/nossas-dvidas-so-traidoras-e-nos-fazem.html' title=''/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-2666582705952432205</id><published>2008-02-04T21:14:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:38.705-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pra sempre mesmo.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nLI7CDNiPZc/R6eeX2KFEUI/AAAAAAAAABY/phByt3AiN38/s1600-h/DSC00582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nLI7CDNiPZc/R6eeX2KFEUI/AAAAAAAAABY/phByt3AiN38/s320/DSC00582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163269630315532610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se tivesse acreditado nas minhas brincadeiras de dizer verdades,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;teria ouvido muitas verdades que insisto em dizer brincando... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Falei, muitas vezes como uma palhaça,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas nunca desacreditei da seriedade da platéia que sorria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;;]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37932102-2666582705952432205?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/2666582705952432205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=2666582705952432205&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/2666582705952432205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/2666582705952432205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2008/02/se-tivesse-acreditado-nas-minhas.html' title=''/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nLI7CDNiPZc/R6eeX2KFEUI/AAAAAAAAABY/phByt3AiN38/s72-c/DSC00582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-3013013894615830510</id><published>2007-11-11T11:07:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T23:03:52.763-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Certo dia eu descobri existem 2 tipos de amigos..akeles q se dizem seus amigos mas na primeira oportunidade te dão um /deleta e te substituem por outros amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Esses n merecem serem chamados de amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Têm tb akeles q nem sempre estão perto de vc mas é só vc pensar neles q eles aparecem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Que sempre q vc está mal eles te ligam pelo simples fato de querer te dar um oi e dizer "nossa que saudade!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Que sempre q vc tah caindo no buraco dizem "se vc se jogar..a gnt vai junto!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Que quando vc tem akela brilhante idéia de sair pra andar de patins em um dia nublado,eles vão sabendo q vai chover!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Que têm akele sonho estranho com vc te ligam no meio da madrugada só pra contar e rolar de rir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Esses são pra sempre e por mais um dia eu mude de cidade,de país eu jamais vou esquecer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Jamais vou esquecer as bebedeiras,os amores,as crises,as risadas,os micos,as ideias brilhantes,as festas,as palas e principalmente os momentos especiais com cada um individualmente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;e ai em qual dos tipos de amigos vc se classificaria?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;se for no primeiro..ainda há tempo de mudar ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37932102-3013013894615830510?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/3013013894615830510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=3013013894615830510&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/3013013894615830510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/3013013894615830510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2007/11/amigos.html' title='Amigos'/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-4590486667602665684</id><published>2007-07-03T16:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T18:12:50.111-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Decepção</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Mas olhem, os decepcionados não choram por fora, choram por dentro! Choram, choram, choram, até ficar secos, como um solo africano, seco, ressequido, morto….&lt;br /&gt;Deixem-nos enterrar uma decepção, como se de um corpo morto se tratasse, deixem-nos enviuvar, chorar aquilo que nunca acontecerá, que nunca iremos possuir, deixem-nos cair no chão (não nos levantem, por favor!), de pernas e braços abertos deixem-nos gritar, gritar muito para que saiam os espíritos malígnos que nos envenenam, deixem-nos enlouquecer, perder o juízo, falar sozinhos, deixem-nos sair para a rua de robe e chinelos como um velho senil, deixem-nos estar sós, desgrenhados e sem comer, deixem-nos fugir (não vão à nossa procura, por favor!) e se quisermos deixem-nos morrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37932102-4590486667602665684?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/4590486667602665684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=4590486667602665684&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/4590486667602665684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/4590486667602665684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2007/07/decepo.html' title='A Decepção'/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-5110260447187210186</id><published>2007-05-08T01:34:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:38.866-02:00</updated><title type='text'>4º Motivo Da Rosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nLI7CDNiPZc/Rj__8yvLy2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/c-RtR17rV70/s1600-h/eu+e+tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062045926064638818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nLI7CDNiPZc/Rj__8yvLy2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/c-RtR17rV70/s320/eu+e+tv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Não te aflijas com a pétala que voa:também é ser, deixar de ser assim.Rosas verá, só de cinzas franzidas,mortas, intactas pelo teu jardim.Eu deixo aroma até nos meus espinhosao longe, o vento vai falando de mim.E por perder-me é que vão me lembrando,por desfolhar-me é que não tenho fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;(Cecília Meireles)&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/37932102-5110260447187210186?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/5110260447187210186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=5110260447187210186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/5110260447187210186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/5110260447187210186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2007/05/4-motivo-da-rosa.html' title='4º Motivo Da Rosa'/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nLI7CDNiPZc/Rj__8yvLy2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/c-RtR17rV70/s72-c/eu+e+tv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-2595999923767530079</id><published>2007-04-17T14:38:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:39.059-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nLI7CDNiPZc/RiT5B7jBXCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cNH9G6putj8/s1600-h/formatura+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054438493376306210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nLI7CDNiPZc/RiT5B7jBXCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cNH9G6putj8/s320/formatura+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Difícil querer definir amigo.              Amigo é quem te dá um pedacinho do chão, quando é de terra firme que você precisa, ou um pedacinho do céu, se é o sonho que te faz falta.Amigo é mais que ombro amigo, é mão estendida, mente aberta, coração pulsante, costas largas. É quem tentou e fez, e não tem o egoísmo de não  querer compartilhar o que aprendeu. É aquele que cede e não espera  retorno,  porque sabe que o ato de compartilhar um instante qualquer contigo já o alimenta, satisfaz. É quem já sentiu ou um dia vai sentir o mesmo que você. É a compreensão para o seu cansaço e a insatisfação para a sua reticência.É aquele que entende seu desejo de voar, de sumir devagar, a angústiapela compreensão dos acontecimentos, a sede pelo "por vir". É ao mesmo  tempo espelho que te reflete, e óleo derramado sobre suas águas agitadas. É   quem fica enfurecido por enxergar seu erro, querer tanto o seu bem e saber que a perfeição é utopia. É o sol que seca suas lágrimas, é a polpa que adocica ainda mais seu sorriso.                                                                             Amigo é aquele que toca na sua ferida numa mesa de chopp, acompanha suas vitórias, faz piada amenizando problemas. É quem tem medo, dor,  náusea, cólica gozo, igualzinho a você. É quem sabe que viver é ter história pra contar. É quem sorri pra você sem motivo aparente, é quem sofre com seu  sofrimento, é o padrinho filosófico dos seus filhos. É o achar daquilo que você  nem sabia que buscava.                                                                                                                   Amigo é aquele que te lê em cartas esperadas ou não, pequenos  bilhetes em sala de aula, mensagens eletrônicas emocionadas. É aquele que te ouve ao telefone mesmo quando a ligação é caótica, com o mesmo prazer e  atenção que teria se tivesse olhando em seus olhos.                                       Amigo é multimídia. Olhos....                                                                          Amigo é quem fala e ouve com o olhar, o seu e o dele em sintonia telepática. É aquele que percebe em seus olhos seus  desejos, seus disfarces, alegria, medo. É aquele que aguarda pacientemente e se entusiasma quando vê surgir aquele tão esperado brilho no seu olhar, e é quem tem uma palavra sob medida quando estes mesmos olhos estão amplificando tristeza interior. é lua nova, é a estrela mais brilhante, é luz que  se renova a cada instante com múltiplas e inesperadas  cores que cabem todas na sua íris.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                     Amigo é aquele que te diz   "eu te amo" sem qualquer medo de má interpretação:   Amigo é quem te ama "e ponto".  É verdade e razão,   sonho e sentimento.   Amigo é pra sempre, mesmo que o sempre não exista.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;[sim a foto naum tem absolutamente nada a ver com o texto..ateh pq naum era esse texto q eu ia colocar..mas como eu achei esse texto necessario..vai assim mesmo!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;bem..colokei esse texto para algumas pessoas especificas..ja q eu cansei de ser direta..vamos ver se na base da indireta as fichas caem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;galera pensa bem vê se vcs qrem mesmo tacar o foda-se e correr o risco de perder tudo isso..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;amo vcs!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;=*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37932102-2595999923767530079?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/2595999923767530079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=2595999923767530079&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/2595999923767530079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/2595999923767530079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2007/04/reflection.html' title='Reflection!'/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nLI7CDNiPZc/RiT5B7jBXCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cNH9G6putj8/s72-c/formatura+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-117495708239529912</id><published>2007-03-26T23:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T23:58:02.406-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Hoje eu não vi o dia passar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;passei o tempo todo tentando disfarçar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;a minha imensa vontade de chorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Será que alguém poderia me dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;o que eu tenho que fazer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;para arrancar do meu peito essa louca vontade de morrer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Eu queria ver o dia amanhecer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;ver o sol nascer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;com você ao meu lado para me aquecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Mas como querer não e poder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Eu continuo a sofrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Caí em uma ilusão e machuquei meu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Procurei uma canção,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;algo que pudesse descrever a minha decepção,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;tentei me esconder, para não te encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;tentei te esquecer, para não te amar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Mas foi tudo em vão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;pois não encontrei a solução&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;para curar meu ferido coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Você mente com os olhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;e engana melhor que as palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Os sonhos são como fadas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;belas e magicas.E as decepções...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;As decepções são como dragões,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;que cospem fogo em nossos corações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37932102-117495708239529912?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/117495708239529912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=117495708239529912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/117495708239529912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/117495708239529912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2007/03/hoje-eu-no-vi-o-dia-passar-passei-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-116709791779989351</id><published>2006-12-25T23:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T23:51:57.810-02:00</updated><title type='text'>some tears to shed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this things do happen..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e cá estou eu num feriado supostamente feliz em q todo mundo é contagiado por esse tal 'espirito natalino' porém cheguei à conclusão de naum fomos apresentados ainda!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;alguém me explica pq depois de looooooooooongos periodos [longo mesmo] sem chorar por motivos ilogicos qndo vc começa naum consegue mais parar!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hauahauhaaa..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to cansada de algumas coisas..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;seria ironico demais ouvir I feel good agora?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;qm se importa..ironia eh meu sobrenome ^~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;se mais alguém me chamar de insensivel,sem sentimentos,fria,seca,sarcastica ou qlqr coisa do genero hj eu vou ganhar o oscar!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'if i touch a burning candle i can feel no pain. in the ice or in the sun it's all the same.. yet i feel my heart is aching though it doesn't beat, it's breaking. and the pain here that i feel, try and tell me it's not real. i know that i am dead... yet it seems that i still have some tears to shed.' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37932102-116709791779989351?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/116709791779989351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=116709791779989351&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/116709791779989351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/116709791779989351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-tears-to-shed.html' title='some tears to shed'/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-116639163926645224</id><published>2006-12-17T19:37:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T19:46:41.463-02:00</updated><title type='text'>domingos..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sabe akeles dias em q parece q tudo q todo mundo faz eh pra vc..desde uma cena de um filme besta da tv até akela música q vc nunca prestou atenção?! pois bem hj eh um desses dias! ¬¬' isso tem acontecido constantemente mais hj bateu o recorde!&lt;br /&gt;sabe quando vc tem certeza de q alguém tah fazendo A merda mais vc naum pode falar pq vc naum tem como provar..pois eh..&lt;br /&gt;domingos..qm os entende!?&lt;br /&gt;um brinde ao pior dia da semana!&lt;br /&gt;tim-tim..&lt;br /&gt;[alguém me dá um coração,um figado e um pulmão novos?!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37932102-116639163926645224?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/116639163926645224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=116639163926645224&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/116639163926645224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/116639163926645224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2006/12/domingos.html' title='domingos..'/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-116572068499121157</id><published>2006-12-10T01:14:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T01:18:04.996-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristeza contagiante..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sem mt o q falar agora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;só uma frase q tem tudo a ver comigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Se meu sorriso mostrasse o fundo de minha alma...ao me verem sorrindo todos chorariam comigo'&lt;/em&gt;   Lord Byron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;pq eu te amo tanto?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37932102-116572068499121157?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/116572068499121157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=116572068499121157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/116572068499121157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/116572068499121157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2006/12/tristeza-contagiante.html' title='Tristeza contagiante..'/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37932102.post-116562439092291677</id><published>2006-12-08T21:41:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T22:36:03.046-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e vamos lá...para mais uma tentativa de manter um blog...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sem mt paciencia para arrumar ele direitinho e bonitnho..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bem...no momento sem mt paciencia para fazer nada praticamente!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vamos ao que interessa..resolvi ressucitar uma mania antiga q me ajudava bastante a me comunicar com as pessoas..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;voltanto tbm pq o excesso de problemas está de volta..logo..eu preciso escrever em algum lugar se não eu surto!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sabe aquele momento auge da vida que do nadaa despenca!? pois eh..o meu sempre é no fim do ano...ainda naum sei mt bem o pq de ser sempre nessa época hauhauaha..mais ta me cansando..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu sempre consegui contornar mt bem esses poblemas típicos de fim de ano..mais dessa vez tá mais dificil..ta como diria a ina Punk!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;uhm..estatus atual de vida: acabada seria a palavra ideal..mesmo naum me agradando mt é a palvra ideial! Pq acabada!?crises e mais crises,desentendimentos com mts pessoas,pessoas se afastanto...diria q estou sendo aos poucos excluida da vida de alguém.Além disso tem amigos que eu vou parar de ver com freqüencia,amigos que iram viajar agora no fim de ano e eu?! vou ficar aki na roça! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;acho que esse post tá bastante confuso..e pessimista demais para um primeiro post..o q eu posso dizer..acho q a velha faby está de volta [tenho dúvidas sobre o efeito que isso pode causar..pode ser bom mais tbm pode ser o pior acontecimento do ano] enfim..de volta com a minha tristeza contagiante! Juro que naum faço isso propositalmente..o pessimismo e o sarcasmo saum integrantes do meu ser..as vezes eu dou uma manerada pra naum magoar as pessoas,mais nem sempre meus esforços saum percebidos,então como diz alguém 'eu contonuo acenando' até eu mudar totalmente,perder as minhas características e deixar de ser eu..dai akela pessoa que se senti ferida pelo sarcasmo e pelo pessimismo olhapra mim e diz 'é..vc não é mais a mesma' oO"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hauahuahauahauaha...eis que eu me pergunto.. o que fazer?! se alguém tiver essa resposta por favor manifeste-se!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sabe o que eu acho engraçado?! por mais que o meu jeito machuque as pessoas,elas naum têm coragem de me dizer que elas foram ofendidas..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sim..devo admitir que as vezes eu sou estúpida,ironica e sarcastica de propósito..mais a grande maioria das vezes eu naum me toco que eu estou agindo assim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As pessoas dizem que eu exijo atenção..mais sabe o que elas naum percebem?! que eu simplesmente naum gosto que me deêm mt atenção..que eu não gosto que elas se isolem do mundo só pq eu sou isolada do mundo..pq elas naum conseguem enchergar que a minha visão de mundo é taum diferente da delas?! eu naum obrigo ninguém a pensar e agir como eu,a gostar ou naum de alguma coisa..só as obrigo a respeitar o meu espaço e o meu tempo pra conseguir me encaixar num mundo totalmente diferente do meu.Dizem que eu sou mt fechada e desconfiada..mais a vida me faz ser assim..quem se machuca forte uma vez nunca mais vai querer repetir a dose! Uma notícia bombastica para akeles que me acham fria demais por naum acreditar no amor...alguém me fez começar a acreditar nele de novo.Porém,como em tds as outras vezes esse bendito desse sentimento vem acompanhado por decepções grotescas. Novidade?! acho que naum.! e pela primeira vez na história eu to ignorando totalmente as decepções na esperança de tudo voltar ao normal..mais enquanto as pessoas se perdem de mim na multidão..eu continuo aki parada no lugar onde a gente combinou..e pra facilitar eu continuo acenando...&lt;/em&gt;&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/37932102-116562439092291677?l=phebsinneverland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/feeds/116562439092291677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37932102&amp;postID=116562439092291677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/116562439092291677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37932102/posts/default/116562439092291677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phebsinneverland.blogspot.com/2006/12/welcome.html' title='Welcome..'/><author><name>Lilith Byron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362785336908460731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
