tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80787833135274781832024-03-21T06:58:25.965-03:00I Must Be Dreaming.Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.comBlogger60125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-32678184488298481622014-05-14T19:16:00.002-03:002014-05-14T19:16:22.307-03:00Tormenta.<div class="MsoNormal">
Ela olhava pela janela</div>
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E via o mundo.</div>
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Ansiava por tê-lo na palma da mão.</div>
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Esperava por tempos de calmaria,</div>
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Neste mar revolto.</div>
Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-91999392260649798122014-05-14T19:09:00.001-03:002014-05-14T19:09:49.576-03:00Inominável.Não soube que nome dar a esse textinho/poema/o que quer que seja... Nenhum dos que pensei pareceu correto.<div>
Acho que talvez deva ficar assim, sem nome, sem explicação.</div>
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Exatamente como o sentimento de que trata...</div>
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<i>Eu quero aquele amor.</i></div>
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<i>Aquele amor briguento,</i></div>
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<i>Ciumento, provocativo,</i></div>
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<i>Mas aquele amor.</i></div>
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<i>Aquele amor clichê, cheio de cartas correspondidas,</i></div>
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<i>De brincadeiras bobas, de piqueniques,</i></div>
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<i>Banhos de chuva.</i></div>
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<i>Eu quero aquele amor que não consegue ficar longe,</i></div>
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<i>Que precisa da voz.</i></div>
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<i>Todos os dias.</i></div>
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<i>Aquele amor louco, irrefreável,</i></div>
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<i>Arrebatador.</i></div>
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<i>Aquele que briga e em seguida se derrete em beijos,</i></div>
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<i>Em declarações de amor eterno.</i></div>
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<i>Aquele companheiro,</i></div>
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<i>Que jura ir onde quer que você for.</i></div>
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<i>Eu quero aquele amor que cruzaria céus e mares</i></div>
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<i>Só para ver mais uma vez a face de quem pertence.</i></div>
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<i>Aquele que diz o que tem que ser dito,</i></div>
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<i>Sem rodeios.</i></div>
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<i>Mas que também sabe escutar.</i></div>
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<i>Eu quero aquele amor irritante,</i></div>
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<i>Irrita de propósito,</i></div>
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<i>Apenas por prazer.</i></div>
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<i>Aquele que faz chorar, para em seguida</i></div>
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<i>Fazer rir.</i></div>
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<i>Vice-Versa.</i></div>
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<i>Ah! Aquele amor inesquecível,</i></div>
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<i>Cheio de altos e baixos,</i></div>
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<i>Provocando ondas de frio na barriga.</i></div>
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<i>Eu quero aquele amor...</i></div>
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<i>Aquele feito só para mim!</i></div>
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<i>Uma vez que toma conta</i></div>
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<i>Jamais tem fim.</i></div>
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Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-64999575867428423182014-03-08T22:16:00.000-03:002014-03-08T22:16:18.164-03:00Ideias criativas. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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O único problema é levar isso para todo o lado... : /Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-62606066619817255922014-03-08T22:01:00.000-03:002014-03-08T22:01:11.154-03:00Gruda!<div class="MsoNormal">
Queria ser lembrada,</div>
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Queria ser 24h do seu dia.</div>
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E eu me pego pensando,</div>
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Será que sente o que eu sinto?</div>
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Fica aquela saudade?</div>
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Queria saber se sente aquela vontade repentina</div>
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De me ver?</div>
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Eu iria até você.</div>
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Queria ser como o amanhecer,</div>
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Ver seu rosto encher de luz,</div>
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Olhando para mim.</div>
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Palavras bobas,</div>
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Mas que preenchem minha alma </div>
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Com felicidade.</div>
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Sou do amor bobo.</div>
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O amor doce,</div>
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Amor grude.</div>
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Queria grudar em você!</div>
Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-62447715042347014392014-02-24T23:44:00.001-03:002014-02-24T23:44:46.306-03:00Kriptonita<div class="MsoNormal">
É como um labirinto,</div>
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Um infinito.</div>
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Palavras como lâmina afiada.</div>
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Remexendo aquela ferida,</div>
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Ainda não cicatrizada.</div>
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Dor lancinante direto nas veias.</div>
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Agonia, desespero, incapacidade...</div>
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Todos os sentimentos jorram como água.</div>
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Tento falar, explicar.</div>
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Mas minha boca está seca e a garganta dói.</div>
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Falo,</div>
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Ou tento falar.</div>
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O que ninguém,</div>
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A não ser aquele ser estranho que habita em mim,</div>
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Vai entender</div>
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É que toda a noite,</div>
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Quando a luz se apaga</div>
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E me encontro com minha solidão.</div>
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Há um vazio.</div>
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Um vazio que me consome.</div>
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Que arde feito fogo.</div>
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Que queima, deixando feridas.</div>
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Talvez um dia cicatrizem...</div>
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Talvez nunca.</div>
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Eterno fracasso.</div>
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Covardia!</div>
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Talvez um dia,</div>
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Eu encontre aquela parte minúscula do meu ser</div>
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Que não me deixa ser.</div>
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Ser quem eu sempre sonhei.</div>
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E que as cicatrizes, sejam apenas parte da história de como
eu me tornei </div>
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Quem sou!?</div>
Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-40830222328572544542013-10-28T16:02:00.001-02:002013-10-30T01:10:05.337-02:00Inquietude. <div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: large;">Há algo inquieto</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Aqui dentro.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Não sei ao certo o que é.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Mas cresce aos poucos.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Regado dia após dia.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Até que me rouba um sorriso,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Chacoalha-me o corpo,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Engasga um grito.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">E nada há de se fazer,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Para impedir que se alastre lentamente.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Que escolha moradia</span></div>
<span style="font-size: large;">E ali permaneça.</span>Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-69138847515278727372013-10-15T14:39:00.003-03:002013-10-15T14:40:33.335-03:00Magia Negra.<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Sem que soubesse</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Pronunciei palavras mágicas,</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Que transformaram meu desejo em realidade.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Cai sobre mim uma maldição.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>E não sei qual encanto </i></span></div>
<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Me livrará dessa confusão. </i></span>Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-77294102788473333112013-10-15T14:21:00.001-03:002013-10-24T21:17:54.576-02:00Charada.<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: large;"><i>E quando as palavras não forem suficientes.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Quando o olhar não esclarecer.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Quando me afastar</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>E em seguida voltar correndo.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Quando eu tentar,</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Mas falhar.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Então você saberá.</i></span></div>
Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-77548720625656584602013-10-15T00:02:00.001-03:002013-10-15T00:02:56.874-03:00Esperança.<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><span style="font-size: large;">E a gente espera.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">Espera que aconteça.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">O tempo se faz pó.</span></i></div>
<i><span style="font-size: large;">E a gente se desfaz.</span></i>Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-81840695109432427782013-10-14T22:08:00.000-03:002013-10-14T23:38:18.354-03:00Indômito<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Sou tola, boba.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Quanto mais tento</i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Mais esses pensamentos criam raízes</i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><i>E então criam asas.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Tomam conta de maneira incontrolável.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Essa sensação quase infantil.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Vulnerável.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Pensamentos fora da lei,</i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Fugitivos de meu próprio julgamento. </i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Tomam conta.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Sem fundamento.</i></span><br />
<br />Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-16781878187155342112013-09-11T01:09:00.001-03:002013-11-07T16:00:53.420-02:00Sabe aquelas fotos que você tira e adora?Tenho várias fotos que eu já tirei e adoro... Minha máquina é daquelas bem comuns, mas sempre tiro mil fotos da mesma coisa, então ao menos uma fica decente. Confesso, sou uma apaixonada por tirar fotografias... Pronto!<br />
Algumas das fotos que amo... ALGUMAS:<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">"</span><span style="font-size: x-large;">M</span><span style="font-size: large;">irei as estrelas.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">A</span><span style="font-size: large;">té que minhas asas sumiram junto com meus sonhos".</span></div>
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<o:p> Minha autoria. - Bruna Truccolo Mascarenhas :)</o:p></div>
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Kiss me, out of the bearded barley<br />
Nightly, beside the green,green grass<br />
Swing,swing,swing the spinning step<br />
You wear those shoes and i will wear that dress</div>
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Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight<br />
Lead me out on the moonlit floor<br />
Lift your open hand<br />
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance<br />
Silver moon's sparkling, so kiss me</div>
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Kiss me down by the broken tree house<br />
Swing me upon its hanging tire<br />
Bring,bring,bring your flowered hat<br />
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map</div>
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Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight<br />
Lead me out on the moonlit floor<br />
Lift your open hand<br />
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance<br />
Silver moon's sparkling, so kiss me</div>
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Kiss me,beneath the milky twilight<br />
Lead me out on the moonlit floor<br />
Lift your open hand<br />
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance<br />
Silver moon's sparkling, so kiss me</div>
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So kiss me</div>
Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-91181657533645003802012-11-01T23:35:00.001-02:002013-10-30T01:32:35.837-02:00Evanescence<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Graças a Deus!!! O sonho do Sheldon virando realidade! Spok fazendo uma visitinha... Não era mais que o esperado para um seriado nerd em que os personagens amam Star Trek! Vida longa e próspera!Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-12577175890059155552012-10-30T18:06:00.001-02:002012-10-30T18:06:09.882-02:00Os casais perfeitos da Disney!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-49250626608034062012-10-30T18:04:00.002-02:002012-10-30T18:04:27.781-02:00AAAH!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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O tipo perfeito de imagem que me da vontade de começar a escrever uma história. Ah inspiração... Por que você é meio sombria?Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-48358012757957775232012-10-30T18:02:00.001-02:002012-10-30T18:02:15.216-02:00Unha para Halloween.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Ok... Macabro! Mas perfeito para quem não sabia o que fazer com suas unhas para o Halloween!!Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-71145592647425624172012-10-30T18:00:00.001-02:002012-10-30T18:00:41.023-02:00Versátil!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Terei um desses!! Além de versátil fica suuper bonito! Adoro coisas rústicas!Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-36910477718381273032012-10-29T20:47:00.004-02:002012-10-29T20:47:35.442-02:00Tão fácil e tão fofo!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Heey... Eu sendo a rainha má que há dentro de mim! Já estou sentindo saudades da temporada na Casa de Cultura Mário Quintana! Pela segunda vez hoje... Tempo... Pode voltar please? Obrigada amigos, parentes e conhecidos por estarem lá para nos ver ao longo desses três dias!Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-85346552209763143412012-10-29T20:40:00.000-02:002012-10-29T20:40:10.269-02:00Saudade!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Saudaaaades do dia em que eu fiz esse bolo!! Muitas coisas ainda não haviam mudado. Coisas que eu não queria que mudassem. Parece que o dia 11/03/2012 foi há 10 anos atrás!!! Tempo... Pode voltar por favoooor???Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-83113413416635218812012-10-28T19:13:00.001-02:002012-10-28T19:13:27.555-02:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Neste exato momento, à 01h:40min da madrugada, eu gostaria tanto de estar nesse lugar, olhando para esse céu cheio de lanternas. Espero que daqui há alguns minutos, quando deitar minha cabeça em meu travesseiro e meus pensamentos voarem para longe, eu sonhe exatamente com isso.Bruna T.Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233885136430807793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078783313527478183.post-66336105183066430002012-10-27T22:34:00.002-02:002012-10-27T22:36:17.587-02:00Hello, Hello... Remember me?<br />
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Eu andei pensando sobre coisas que nunca havia pensado
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Descobri que talvez,
minha paixão por palco seja uma forma que eu descobri de ser notada. Porque
toda a minha vida foi isso o que eu quis. As pessoas nunca me vêem realmente, não
notam a minha presença. Melhor, me vêem sem enxergar.<br />
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Os refletores fazem
as pessoas prestarem atenção. É a minha forma de dizer, “hey, eu estou aqui
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