tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36516955433640183312011-07-07T23:48:42.999-07:00nobody said it was easy.Inêshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614428974498529487noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3651695543364018331.post-87090088768677593012011-02-25T16:34:00.000-08:002011-03-26T07:50:11.779-07:00<div>onde e que está aquela luz de antes? aquele calor, aquele brilho?<br /></div><div>preciso disso de novo.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">não me (re)conheço.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">ando fora de órbita..<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3651695543364018331-8709008876867759301?l=mondaysproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Inêshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614428974498529487noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3651695543364018331.post-69108950289718488512010-09-21T12:52:00.000-07:002010-09-21T12:56:33.912-07:00uma expressão vazia. um ecoar constante de palavras. um nó no estômago.<div>culpa. medo. lágrimas.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">um <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">fio</span>.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3651695543364018331-6910895028971848851?l=mondaysproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Inêshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614428974498529487noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3651695543364018331.post-56173559503880821962010-05-24T15:22:00.000-07:002010-05-24T15:25:37.912-07:00tenho medo. está escuro. está frio. e eu tenho medo. arrepio-me. tu não estás aqui. estás longe. chamo por ti. não respondes. estendo-te a mão. tento alcançar-te. não consigo. tento de novo. e de novo. e mais uma vez. desculpa.. anda cá. aproxima-te. deixa-me abraçar-te.<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">onde estás? eu preciso de ti aqui.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3651695543364018331-5617355950388082196?l=mondaysproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Inêshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614428974498529487noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3651695543364018331.post-2517803240815780332010-04-12T14:02:00.000-07:002010-04-12T14:04:31.525-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RpAGxdnXrlY/S8OKvahqP-I/AAAAAAAAASs/skzm1Ak8eV4/s1600/lighter.2002_0129_013251.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RpAGxdnXrlY/S8OKvahqP-I/AAAAAAAAASs/skzm1Ak8eV4/s320/lighter.2002_0129_013251.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459359720482160610" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">tens um isqueiro?</span><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">do que tu te foste lembrar maria francisca!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3651695543364018331-251780324081578033?l=mondaysproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Inêshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614428974498529487noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3651695543364018331.post-85980060830486547582010-03-30T18:47:00.000-07:002010-03-30T18:50:14.551-07:00tenho saudades de escrever e vontade de voltar. sinto a falta deste meu cantinho, das minhas pessoas.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3651695543364018331-8598006083048654758?l=mondaysproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Inêshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614428974498529487noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3651695543364018331.post-80490868321192225592009-12-04T18:56:00.000-08:002009-12-04T19:42:13.791-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RpAGxdnXrlY/SxnS2P_cNII/AAAAAAAAASg/SzjA37ITkJk/s1600-h/allstars"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RpAGxdnXrlY/SxnS2P_cNII/AAAAAAAAASg/SzjA37ITkJk/s320/allstars" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411588256709751938" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">o teu sorriso <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">derrete-me</span> e o teu toque <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">arrepia-me</span>, tu <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">fascinas-me</span>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;">gosto do friozinho na barriga que só tu me fazes sentir. adoro os teus beijinhos e as coisas bonitas que me dizes, adoro abraçar-te e poder andar de mão dada contigo. deixas-me sempre com centenas de borboletas a esvoaçarem-me na barriga e com um sorriso estupidamente feliz estampado na cara.<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">digas o que disseres, para mim és a melhor, e o facto de saber que te tenho faz de mim a rapariga mais feliz do mundo.</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">eu adoro-te.</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3651695543364018331-8049086832119222559?l=mondaysproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Inêshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614428974498529487noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3651695543364018331.post-67626960257069498192009-12-03T01:55:00.000-08:002009-12-04T18:56:03.579-08:00mudei-me porque quis e porque senti necessidade.<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">precisava mesmo de mudar de ares!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3651695543364018331-6762696025706949819?l=mondaysproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Inêshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614428974498529487noreply@blogger.com0