tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14016948511733367122024-03-13T07:09:29.821-07:00Uiara FontanaUiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comBlogger186125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-58853342850405642342012-02-02T05:18:00.000-08:002012-02-02T05:25:47.769-08:00Ah, os garotos<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4lMpfhpEo2U/TyqOxgkh1LI/AAAAAAAAArU/Q8EMSO8E3RE/s1600/398719_178829238890339_118260828280514_245029_1447779617_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704528859226035378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4lMpfhpEo2U/TyqOxgkh1LI/AAAAAAAAArU/Q8EMSO8E3RE/s320/398719_178829238890339_118260828280514_245029_1447779617_n.jpg" /></a>Garotos são exatamente como chocolate: uns doces, enjoativos, amargos, grudentos, esquisitos, falsificados, com conteúdo e alguns são simplesmente viciantes e apaixonantes. Mas me diz, que menina resiste a um bom chocolate, ein?<div> </div><div>Malagueta</div>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-26753397530034156162012-02-01T06:23:00.001-08:002012-02-01T06:24:10.650-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E5-SGvpxkjo/TylLAGLfwVI/AAAAAAAAArI/hsQ2rE-o4-Y/s1600/424770_375652575781984_336936766320232_1752571_585863683_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704172868072358226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E5-SGvpxkjo/TylLAGLfwVI/AAAAAAAAArI/hsQ2rE-o4-Y/s320/424770_375652575781984_336936766320232_1752571_585863683_n.jpg" /></a><div> ''Fé não é achar que Deus fará tudo o que você quiser, fé é crer que ele fará o que é melhor".</div>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-30470220834289012672012-02-01T06:21:00.000-08:002012-02-01T06:23:22.604-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qkOwhOEYllw/TylKyvt7mbI/AAAAAAAAAq8/rzXht-Hl7rs/s1600/422367_375690092444899_336936766320232_1752616_1023406808_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704172638704474546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qkOwhOEYllw/TylKyvt7mbI/AAAAAAAAAq8/rzXht-Hl7rs/s320/422367_375690092444899_336936766320232_1752616_1023406808_n.jpg" /></a><div>Sorrir não mata. Viver não dói. Abraçar não arde. Beijar não fere. Rir não machuca. Você não tem motivos para não tentar ser feliz.</div>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-76500364000372325062012-02-01T06:19:00.000-08:002012-02-01T06:21:44.752-08:00Realidade<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TaigJ4rpxIA/TylKX3WN3ZI/AAAAAAAAAqw/vVQgQiuNCvA/s1600/425864_376314815715760_336936766320232_1754135_2000091757_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 206px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704172176896023954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TaigJ4rpxIA/TylKX3WN3ZI/AAAAAAAAAqw/vVQgQiuNCvA/s320/425864_376314815715760_336936766320232_1754135_2000091757_n.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">Não creia naqueles que te elogiam sem motivo... Prefira uma crítica honesta do que um galanteio vazio... A crítica nos traz um alerta daquilo que precisamos corrigir... </span><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">O elogio, nos amolece...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-18372650639362583302011-10-02T15:18:00.000-07:002011-10-02T15:22:57.202-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D0ODHRIHHwo/Tojj3BfZsUI/AAAAAAAAAqc/xhpLB2ylRWY/s1600/tumblr_ljcdevFhJH1qcaxspo1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D0ODHRIHHwo/Tojj3BfZsUI/AAAAAAAAAqc/xhpLB2ylRWY/s320/tumblr_ljcdevFhJH1qcaxspo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659023466223481154" border="0" /></a>Com certeza a parte mais difícil da vida é a parte das decisões.<br /></div><div class="caption"><blockquote> </blockquote></div>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-91312889190098090732011-10-02T15:17:00.001-07:002011-10-02T15:18:49.955-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e5z1r09yaVA/TojjCqjKNFI/AAAAAAAAAqU/K9HrynQRA9E/s1600/tumblr_lrsamoUoo31qgx6jto1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e5z1r09yaVA/TojjCqjKNFI/AAAAAAAAAqU/K9HrynQRA9E/s320/tumblr_lrsamoUoo31qgx6jto1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659022566712030290" border="0" /></a><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Amadurecer </span>leva tempo, leva seu coração com suas lágrimas também.</span>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-19173539129683145332011-10-02T15:12:00.000-07:002011-10-02T15:15:30.743-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8e5nUaKxVVE/Tojidm2SQBI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Naef8OGVpWU/s1600/1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8e5nUaKxVVE/Tojidm2SQBI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Naef8OGVpWU/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659021930063347730" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" ft="{"type":3}">“Que outubro venha com bons ventos, que me traga sorte e amor, que não me deixe sofrer, por favor. Só por um mês, faça tudo dar certo, depois veremos o que vamos fazer em novembro.”</span></span>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-8505689850118710712011-09-04T17:31:00.000-07:002011-09-04T17:33:35.661-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3OStoCyJrM/TmQYplsNoII/AAAAAAAAAqE/uIOmT9tUjak/s1600/tumblr_lqna2j6YZ31qmc0hyo1_500.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 126px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3OStoCyJrM/TmQYplsNoII/AAAAAAAAAqE/uIOmT9tUjak/s320/tumblr_lqna2j6YZ31qmc0hyo1_500.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648666935400702082" border="0" /></a><strong>Vai doer</strong>, vai demorar, vai <strong>te destruir</strong>, mas algum dia <strong>vai passar</strong>.</div><blockquote> </blockquote>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-56599356919483230542011-09-04T17:28:00.000-07:002011-09-04T17:30:32.598-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fwe-23tYir8/TmQYF1FLOnI/AAAAAAAAAp8/J5dCixTFpSQ/s1600/tumblr_lqj2oh4Nzh1qbgirto1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fwe-23tYir8/TmQYF1FLOnI/AAAAAAAAAp8/J5dCixTFpSQ/s320/tumblr_lqj2oh4Nzh1qbgirto1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648666321056643698" border="0" /></a>A vida não é um lugar feliz onde todo mundo fica pra sempre do seu lado, a vida é onde as pessoas aparecem, <strong>marcam</strong> e <strong>vão embora</strong>. A vida é onde te ensinam a ser <strong>forte</strong> e continuar <strong>vivendo</strong> a <strong>vida</strong> após cada decepção. <strong>(Um chá e um novo amor, sem açúcar, por favor.)
<br /></strong><blockquote> </blockquote>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-83545168371334375262011-09-04T17:22:00.000-07:002011-09-04T17:25:24.868-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ys0zabc3loc/TmQW6zqhd7I/AAAAAAAAAp0/KENVZmcmidA/s1600/cbcenf%2B330.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ys0zabc3loc/TmQW6zqhd7I/AAAAAAAAAp0/KENVZmcmidA/s320/cbcenf%2B330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648665032186230706" border="0" /></a>Nunca corra atrás de quem não dá nem <strong>um passo por você</strong>.</div><blockquote> </blockquote>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-37641278995533901162011-08-01T10:28:00.001-07:002011-08-01T10:56:32.721-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VxrO5ULCf6Y/TjboXfIVbwI/AAAAAAAAAps/QQhzP4Ma5Rs/s1600/tumblr_lfqsdiYMw01qdly7fo1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VxrO5ULCf6Y/TjboXfIVbwI/AAAAAAAAAps/QQhzP4Ma5Rs/s320/tumblr_lfqsdiYMw01qdly7fo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635947473891847938" border="0" /></a>Dói, machuca, mas ensina a viver.<br /></div>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-13684676373293122062011-07-31T07:27:00.000-07:002011-07-31T07:44:04.922-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJxSsLs3n5w/TjVpBfghpBI/AAAAAAAAApc/0zsouQ4GTjw/s1600/FERIAS%2B2011.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJxSsLs3n5w/TjVpBfghpBI/AAAAAAAAApc/0zsouQ4GTjw/s320/FERIAS%2B2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635525983082750994" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Irmaos</span>: as pessoas mais insuportáveis,pela qual voce daria sua vida, se preciso!</span><br /></div>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-21224014709768207482011-07-26T16:32:00.000-07:002011-07-26T16:44:24.702-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MSqfIDMsE9k/Ti9Q5DhL1yI/AAAAAAAAApU/kkO-SbtpElo/s1600/tumblr_loe0p1CZ4h1qfo0aso1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MSqfIDMsE9k/Ti9Q5DhL1yI/AAAAAAAAApU/kkO-SbtpElo/s320/tumblr_loe0p1CZ4h1qfo0aso1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633810599991039778" border="0" /></a>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-2068363601863805712011-07-17T17:36:00.000-07:002011-07-17T17:40:50.998-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lEQ2VLr4E1E/TiOAenGdbDI/AAAAAAAAApM/wmq_WuAV0Ak/s1600/tumblr_lnmcu6VpYM1qfsg37o1_400.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lEQ2VLr4E1E/TiOAenGdbDI/AAAAAAAAApM/wmq_WuAV0Ak/s320/tumblr_lnmcu6VpYM1qfsg37o1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630485222523759666" border="0" /></a>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-62798648235624811192011-07-13T11:40:00.001-07:002011-07-13T11:42:48.512-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lrm2a87sNII/Th3nBOp6MzI/AAAAAAAAApE/odifCQpSM4A/s1600/tumblr_lap8zz6UXS1qd3dido1_400.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lrm2a87sNII/Th3nBOp6MzI/AAAAAAAAApE/odifCQpSM4A/s320/tumblr_lap8zz6UXS1qd3dido1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628909117582750514" border="0" /></a>Em duas palavras posso resumir o que aprendi sobre a vida:<span style="font-weight: bold;"> ela continuaaaa!</span>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-91429386602273466792011-07-03T17:13:00.000-07:002011-07-03T17:18:18.590-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N7gwoKWpnE4/ThEGvdAUbXI/AAAAAAAAAo8/hVuTSnHZH8U/s1600/tumblr_lmdrsoWSAb1qdl36wo1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N7gwoKWpnE4/ThEGvdAUbXI/AAAAAAAAAo8/hVuTSnHZH8U/s320/tumblr_lmdrsoWSAb1qdl36wo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625284821872045426" border="0" /></a>Maturidade: Ter ousadia e a coragem de dizer : <span style="font-weight: bold;">"Eu errei"</span><br /></div>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-14235466095594207442011-07-03T16:50:00.000-07:002011-07-03T16:52:57.982-07:00Sonhar e nao desistir. Cair e ficar de pe<br />Onde estiver.!Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-38424051208937332192011-07-03T16:43:00.001-07:002011-07-03T16:48:36.931-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HIg6h03Jc1o/ThD_kvj4T9I/AAAAAAAAAo0/OdwpwumHRyg/s1600/tumblr_l3ery4DVYv1qbom07o1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HIg6h03Jc1o/ThD_kvj4T9I/AAAAAAAAAo0/OdwpwumHRyg/s320/tumblr_l3ery4DVYv1qbom07o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625276941293080530" border="0" /></a>Engraçado como hoje em dia as coisas sao tao instantaneas: Se amam logo, se beijam logo, namoram logo, terminam logo, se esquecem logo.<br />As vezes sinto, que nasci na geraçao errada.Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-17752567562249487292011-07-02T08:57:00.000-07:002011-07-02T09:03:20.527-07:00Hey garota,<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yuTSWG5rN94/Tg9BNVW_MII/AAAAAAAAAos/kixw3ui2Sl8/s1600/tumblr_lfsuq9UuJm1qcuqe6o1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yuTSWG5rN94/Tg9BNVW_MII/AAAAAAAAAos/kixw3ui2Sl8/s320/tumblr_lfsuq9UuJm1qcuqe6o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624786156936704130" border="0" /></a>Faça um favor: Nao fique esperando.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ja lhe fizeram sofrer demais.<br /></div>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-18537880846281771612011-06-30T05:06:00.000-07:002011-06-30T05:26:56.275-07:00Gente feliz é apaixonante.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U866sMF9wy4/TgxrLQSntaI/AAAAAAAAAok/9FWPlt4UA48/s1600/Gente%2Bfeliz.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U866sMF9wy4/TgxrLQSntaI/AAAAAAAAAok/9FWPlt4UA48/s320/Gente%2Bfeliz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623987875774707106" border="0" /></a>No fundo, mesmo lendo tanto, pensando tanto e filosofando tanto, a gente gosta mesmo é de quem é simples e feliz. A gente nao se apaixona por quem vive reclamando e amassando jornais contra a parede. A gente se apaixona por essses tipinhos banais que vivem rindo. E a gente se pergunta: que é que ele tem que brilha tanto? Que que ele tem que quando chega ofusca todo o resto?GeUiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-791347337819004992011-06-13T08:22:00.000-07:002011-06-13T08:34:43.932-07:00Eu me contradigo toda hora, mas nao sei porque nao sei o que eu quero ou por nao ter opiniao propria, mas sim porque eu mudo a cada segundo e assim vou me conhecendo todos os dias.Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-38578413111303495602011-06-11T17:48:00.000-07:002011-06-12T07:33:17.415-07:00Por medo, as pessoas precisam esconder o que elas sentem, o que elas sao o quanto elas sofrem.Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-26910230942769193322011-06-11T17:40:00.000-07:002011-06-11T17:48:36.167-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sjUjJwUafRI/TfQL5yhK0YI/AAAAAAAAAoU/fRYY7XUBPnk/s1600/tumblr_lm4ybfTmf21qdwvo9o1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sjUjJwUafRI/TfQL5yhK0YI/AAAAAAAAAoU/fRYY7XUBPnk/s320/tumblr_lm4ybfTmf21qdwvo9o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617127722679193986" border="0" /></a>Voce diz que ama a chuva, mas voce abre o gurada-chuva quando chove.<br />Voce diz que ama o sol, mas voce procura sombra quando o sol brilha.<br />Voce diz que ama o vento, mas voce fecha as janelas quando o vento sopra.<br />É por isso que eu tenho medo.<br />Voce tambem diz que me ama.Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-52313516809817338602011-06-11T17:33:00.000-07:002011-06-11T17:40:38.899-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4sqz_GnQXFQ/TfQKZcY3yII/AAAAAAAAAoM/hzW27pNjbgE/s1600/fragilidade.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4sqz_GnQXFQ/TfQKZcY3yII/AAAAAAAAAoM/hzW27pNjbgE/s320/fragilidade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617126067471370370" border="0" /></a>Sou frágil, e estou frágil agora. Tenho passado por momentos<br />nao tao legais. Sei que vou superar, mas nem sempre acho força.<br />Eu preciso muito agora de alguma ajuda, uma mao na cabeça,<br />alguem que esteja ao meu lado!<br /></div>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401694851173336712.post-35421380719118943102011-06-02T18:42:00.000-07:002011-06-02T18:46:42.956-07:00Promessas feitas ao vento<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8geiBvgZ-Ow/Teg83GwE58I/AAAAAAAAAnw/4N7YTvWpMQ0/s1600/tumblr_lm0rcrzk6N1qepvwro1_500.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8geiBvgZ-Ow/Teg83GwE58I/AAAAAAAAAnw/4N7YTvWpMQ0/s320/tumblr_lm0rcrzk6N1qepvwro1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613803852920055746" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Chega de esperar que as coisas aconteçam. Pode deixar que em Junho,<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Eu vou te surpreender!<br /></div>Uiara Fontanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06792305195954066242noreply@blogger.com