tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76747413698904634542024-03-21T09:42:23.644-07:00# GleeA gaveta da alegria já está cheia de ficar vazia.
( Alice Ruiz )Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.comBlogger83125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-69719998331469516962012-03-30T13:57:00.000-07:002012-03-30T13:57:18.605-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c_B4vSts2y4/T3YdMZvF2yI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ea8-0gCvycg/s1600/tumblr_lqwl25NTab1qcdbxio1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c_B4vSts2y4/T3YdMZvF2yI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ea8-0gCvycg/s320/tumblr_lqwl25NTab1qcdbxio1_500_large.jpg" width="244" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i>Você me fez acreditar no que eu já achava que não existia!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>-</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>(Anaymara Sodré)</i></div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-62176904962743873312012-03-30T13:49:00.000-07:002012-03-30T13:49:28.466-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vhURNEs-iwA/T3Yb3XyH3sI/AAAAAAAAAZk/rsljdbsPU_g/s1600/1316782862519_f_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vhURNEs-iwA/T3Yb3XyH3sI/AAAAAAAAAZk/rsljdbsPU_g/s320/1316782862519_f_large.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>O amor em excesso tira todas as razões que um ser humano pode ter (!)</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>- </i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>(Anaymara Sodré)</i></div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-89193395175993706342011-11-13T04:29:00.000-08:002011-11-13T04:33:19.935-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_7H-ReRZNY/Tr-3mLlz1TI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Z5a-fZ3pCk0/s1600/3317509.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_7H-ReRZNY/Tr-3mLlz1TI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Z5a-fZ3pCk0/s320/3317509.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Para toda ação exercida há um preço, seja ele alto ou não!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>(Anaymara Sodré)</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>-</i></div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-58381864706332908642011-11-12T17:36:00.000-08:002011-11-12T17:36:55.670-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J5F8JyhNZ9w/Tr8c_MO2JGI/AAAAAAAAAXw/cYmMln3ozI0/s320/o_espelho.jpg" width="267" /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <i><br />
</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Não tem porque se definir, as pessoas vêem o que querem ver !</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><br />
</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>(Anaymara Sodré)</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>-</i></div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-42414772886656434842011-11-12T17:27:00.000-08:002011-11-12T17:34:26.050-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9yq51pg4FV4/Tr8eWgpiNKI/AAAAAAAAAX8/k7zsWUZW2W8/s1600/caminho+pra+felicidade+%2527.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9yq51pg4FV4/Tr8eWgpiNKI/AAAAAAAAAX8/k7zsWUZW2W8/s320/caminho+pra+felicidade+%2527.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i>Prefiro não me definir em palavras, elas limitam muito uma pessoa e como costumo dizer: “mudamos a cada dia, já não sou mais o que fui ontem e não serei amanhã o que sou hoje!”</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i>(Anaymara Sodré)</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i>-</i></div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-86811180474908522402011-11-10T13:06:00.001-08:002011-11-12T17:34:28.656-08:00<span id="goog_1430203495"><span id="goog_931759051"></span><span id="goog_931759052"></span></span><span id="goog_1430203496"></span>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-4894422669958493852011-11-10T12:59:00.001-08:002011-11-12T17:34:28.661-08:00<span id="goog_1430203495"></span><span id="goog_1430203496"></span>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-21119454383764709162011-11-04T08:10:00.000-07:002011-11-04T08:12:19.293-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Un55HYWf6_g/TrQAEJ2lSZI/AAAAAAAAAXk/s0dnWLuA3UI/s1600/eu+te+amo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Un55HYWf6_g/TrQAEJ2lSZI/AAAAAAAAAXk/s0dnWLuA3UI/s320/eu+te+amo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i>EU TE AMO : Parece ser uma frase tão simples, mas que na verdade expressa um sentimento tão complicado e gostoso de se sentir quando se é retribuido...!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;">-<i> </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>(Anaymara Sodré)</i></div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-35683701291484678442011-10-21T07:05:00.000-07:002011-10-21T07:05:44.821-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llpoyare1x1qe7dw2o1_500.gif" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llpoyare1x1qe7dw2o1_500.gif" /><i> </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>[...] e as amizades de hoje já não são como antigamente!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>(Anaymara Sodré)</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>-</i></div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-40745663042694715832011-10-18T13:32:00.000-07:002011-10-18T13:32:38.116-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BnzkheROxE/Tp3h62HIMYI/AAAAAAAAAXE/dlLYjVud9Ag/s1600/cora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BnzkheROxE/Tp3h62HIMYI/AAAAAAAAAXE/dlLYjVud9Ag/s320/cora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i>Será que existe resina para corações quebrados o.O ?</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>(Anaymara Sodré)</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>-</i></div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-11344073964866633382011-10-17T13:38:00.000-07:002011-10-17T13:38:47.923-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y7psiRzcq40/TpySKA_bxdI/AAAAAAAAAW4/mtC2GefbQWM/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y7psiRzcq40/TpySKA_bxdI/AAAAAAAAAW4/mtC2GefbQWM/s1600/images.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">"Cuidado com teu julgamento, nem sempre a aparência descreve uma personalidade"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">-</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(Anaymara Sodré) </span></div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-10897002090962425872011-10-13T17:59:00.000-07:002011-10-13T17:59:18.745-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jnkp5OMWzU8/TpeJRISOU4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/Rj6LANDDJKg/s1600/ctrl_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jnkp5OMWzU8/TpeJRISOU4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/Rj6LANDDJKg/s1600/ctrl_z.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>[...] Como eu queria um ctrl+Z na minha vida!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>(Anaymara Sodré)</i></div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-80190485890274874872011-10-06T13:39:00.000-07:002011-10-06T13:43:50.614-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fjyv3O8O7xU/To4Rmx34K1I/AAAAAAAAAWk/EnYChjar50s/s1600/1242670101712_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fjyv3O8O7xU/To4Rmx34K1I/AAAAAAAAAWk/EnYChjar50s/s320/1242670101712_f.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><i>Toma! Tua máscara caiu ali atrás quando estava voltando para a realidade e quis voltar para devolver-te! Nem sentiu falta não é? É, eu sei! Descobri que tens coleção! Mas sem a principal, você não se sente desprotegido? Não se sente? Ah! Também esqueci que não tens coração! Por isso que não sofre por ninguém, não amas ninguém!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Espero que um dia você consiga amar alguém loucamente e que seja correspondido da mesma forma! Não te desejo o que sofri, amei loucamente, esqueci de mim, do meu amor próprio para fazer você feliz! E o que recebi em troca? Rasgos feito com faca no coração!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>E hoje...aah! Hoje as feridas se curaram, mas como toda ferida curada, ficaram as cicatrizes, essas nunca desaparecerão!</i></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i>(Anaymara Sodré)</i></div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-69047151205393886932011-10-06T12:50:00.000-07:002011-10-06T12:50:39.559-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dnwL-t7BYNY/To4GCz-jdOI/AAAAAAAAAWY/YUcllfWEQ5c/s1600/nao-quero-esse-amor-90338-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dnwL-t7BYNY/To4GCz-jdOI/AAAAAAAAAWY/YUcllfWEQ5c/s1600/nao-quero-esse-amor-90338-1.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i>O Amor hoje em dia está se banalizando!Conhecem-se hoje, amanhã mesmo já amam-se!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>(Anaymara Sodré)</i></div><div style="text-align: center;">-</div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-77300314411252637092011-09-08T10:12:00.000-07:002011-09-08T10:12:33.671-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WT6qIccbdXQ/Tmj3XrDxo3I/AAAAAAAAAVk/V7zPbDMrG-Q/s1600/tumblr_lqhlz52V7j1qhmo0uo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WT6qIccbdXQ/Tmj3XrDxo3I/AAAAAAAAAVk/V7zPbDMrG-Q/s320/tumblr_lqhlz52V7j1qhmo0uo1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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Eu sempre soube a diferença entre eu e você , eu te amo muito e você apenas gosta de mim .<br />
( Nelsinho Campos)Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-50046272009786092122011-09-08T10:07:00.000-07:002011-09-08T10:07:22.686-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fd_MyCHeuLo/Tmj2Qa67bAI/AAAAAAAAAVc/LzOut9_NvZ8/s1600/tumblr_lkhca5FgcB1qeconho1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fd_MyCHeuLo/Tmj2Qa67bAI/AAAAAAAAAVc/LzOut9_NvZ8/s320/tumblr_lkhca5FgcB1qeconho1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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Tempos dificeis nao são tempo para paar de pensar .<br />
( Miley Cyrus )Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-43772288773431151182011-08-29T17:44:00.000-07:002011-08-29T17:44:07.478-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zqHpv9GQvTE/Tlww1zeGmbI/AAAAAAAAAU0/i2lxTw12ewc/s1600/namorando.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zqHpv9GQvTE/Tlww1zeGmbI/AAAAAAAAAU0/i2lxTw12ewc/s1600/namorando.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i>O que sinto por você não tem como descrever...É algo invesplicavel...Incomparavel que nenhuma palavra é capaz de expressar esse sentimento chamado AMOR!'</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i> ( Luana Dias )</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>-</i></div><br />
Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-55375878829985748952011-08-29T17:19:00.000-07:002011-08-29T17:19:30.006-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBTfn5vZB2w/TlwsHpknMFI/AAAAAAAAAUs/YGeK-t14rCg/s1600/adolescente-separacao-1703083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBTfn5vZB2w/TlwsHpknMFI/AAAAAAAAAUs/YGeK-t14rCg/s320/adolescente-separacao-1703083.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i>Por que sempre pensamos : 'E depois? sabendo q o depois não importa, temos que viver o presente, deixar boas recordações do passado a serem lembrados. E o futuro? O futuro esperamos, pois com ele saberemos se o que fizemos no passado valeu mesmo a pena!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i> </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>( Luana Dias )</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>-</i></div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-10204685190066935552011-08-29T17:15:00.000-07:002011-08-29T17:15:50.394-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L0ckBo-Ngkg/TlwrCIiBwwI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Z5I2ULXo0R4/s1600/ADOLESCENTE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="233" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L0ckBo-Ngkg/TlwrCIiBwwI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Z5I2ULXo0R4/s320/ADOLESCENTE.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i>Estou vivendo em um mundo onde todos metem e pensam q me enganam...Falam que não estou agindo correto, mas não me manifesto e não é medo mas siim certeza de que nunca me ouvem. Então não vale a pena meus esforços!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i> (Luana Dias)</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>-</i></div><br />
Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-36268966581796273932011-08-28T07:44:00.000-07:002011-08-28T07:44:52.854-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_JHjPBOLI6Q/TlpUKw1zgJI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Bc_Pyp_586o/s1600/rosas1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_JHjPBOLI6Q/TlpUKw1zgJI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Bc_Pyp_586o/s1600/rosas1.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Algo que estava adormecido desabrochou em mim como uma rosa negra na primavera!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Anaymara'Sodré</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>- </i></div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-38205407695385619002011-08-23T10:58:00.000-07:002011-08-23T10:58:01.602-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8W5Mlr8O-GI/TlPpwrlrF8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/XIcrIj_axv8/s1600/tumblr_ldqnv9zm8H1qe9u9jo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8W5Mlr8O-GI/TlPpwrlrF8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/XIcrIj_axv8/s320/tumblr_ldqnv9zm8H1qe9u9jo1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i>"Eu não minto pra ELE, eu tenho segredinhos."</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Sr. & Sra. Smith</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>-</i></div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-6221519364313981552011-08-23T10:49:00.001-07:002011-08-23T10:49:47.335-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1dPQ52wsSxY/TlPnU1h9UXI/AAAAAAAAAUM/rf7Wb6nTJrs/s1600/tumblr_lgom5cYkQi1qddksuo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1dPQ52wsSxY/TlPnU1h9UXI/AAAAAAAAAUM/rf7Wb6nTJrs/s320/tumblr_lgom5cYkQi1qddksuo1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i>O maior desafio de ser mulher é não conseguir ser apenas amiga de um homem.</i></div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-62069840727904944902011-08-22T09:52:00.000-07:002011-08-22T09:52:34.619-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OOw5FV5eQGk/TlKIiWle-qI/AAAAAAAAAUE/7oA4-4Rm3ow/s1600/ma%25C3%25A7a+malvada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OOw5FV5eQGk/TlKIiWle-qI/AAAAAAAAAUE/7oA4-4Rm3ow/s320/ma%25C3%25A7a+malvada.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i>Sou aquela que com um simples suspiro, faço acordar o seu medo...!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Anaymara'Sodré</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>-</i></div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-48291929062732075682011-08-22T09:43:00.000-07:002011-08-22T09:43:27.967-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AxHQwa1OZRQ/TlKGkaHqnTI/AAAAAAAAAT8/HsiGrClfTcg/s1600/tumblr_lf3afe3INN1qdox7ro1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="189" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AxHQwa1OZRQ/TlKGkaHqnTI/AAAAAAAAAT8/HsiGrClfTcg/s320/tumblr_lf3afe3INN1qdox7ro1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i>Você me ama, mas isso não significa que eu tenha a obrigação de sentir o mesmo por você!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Anaymara'Sodré</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>-</i></div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674741369890463454.post-83107266602433844252011-08-22T09:38:00.000-07:002011-08-22T09:38:27.539-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vSOOZ5zcVyg/TlKFYqfeXPI/AAAAAAAAAT0/LDjGMYaI6gk/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vSOOZ5zcVyg/TlKFYqfeXPI/AAAAAAAAAT0/LDjGMYaI6gk/s320/2.jpg" width="318" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i>Não importa se o dia for grande, a noite sempre irá chegar!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;">-</div>Anaymara Sodré 'http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938424396232243089noreply@blogger.com0