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Prefiro acreditar no meu caminho: ele pode até estar errado, mas se me impedirem de cair, como vou criar as cicatrizes? Como um dia vou me lembrar do esforço que usei para conquistar o que quero conquistar? A pessoa que não é capaz de sentir o gosto e o valor da conquista, passa automaticamente a não ter valor também. Onde está o seu orgulho para conseguir o seu sonho com seu próprio sangue e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/3939070107673616013/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=3939070107673616013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/3939070107673616013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/3939070107673616013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2012/01/dignidade.html' title='Dignidade'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Yq725x4p2Q/TyYQeZiLULI/AAAAAAAAA4I/kFm_ihe4_iY/s72-c/conquer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-2571614235843305627</id><published>2012-01-30T01:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T01:30:19.386-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metáforas'/><title type='text'>Lógica da distância</title><summary type='text'>

Não acho que 'dar um tempo' seja capaz de resolver problemas de casal. Porque se você ama mesmo a pessoa, qual a lógica de você ficar distante pra ver se as coisas se ajeitam? Uma briga não vai ser esquecida em função da distância, pois problemas sérios só se resolvem com conversa. E se não há mais conversa, não há mais pelo que lutar, não há mais nada do que havia antes. Porque fingir que se </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/2571614235843305627/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=2571614235843305627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2571614235843305627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2571614235843305627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2012/01/logica-da-distancia.html' title='Lógica da distância'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zFvNR1eONVA/TyYOewMSxOI/AAAAAAAAA4A/iXhblvTUEJM/s72-c/cpule.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-2957404442110389166</id><published>2012-01-27T13:36:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T13:36:51.440-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revolt&apos;s mode : ON'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metáforas'/><title type='text'>Errado, mas humano</title><summary type='text'>

Aquele furor de satisfação, errado mas humano, quando você vê alguém pagando pelo que fez, sem que você tenha movido uma palha. A gente, pra ser certinho, sempre fala que não liga, mas não sejamos hipócritas: você também vai dar um sorriso satisfeito ao virar as costas pr'aquela pessoa que um dia quis a sua caveira. Já dizia um velho sábio, 'um dia da caça, outro do caçador'. E convenhamos: a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/2957404442110389166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=2957404442110389166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2957404442110389166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2957404442110389166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2012/01/errado-mas-humano.html' title='Errado, mas humano'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--1VcLLuBoCw/TyLETmwn9fI/AAAAAAAAA3w/LlkMEL0nqj8/s72-c/two+faces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-2118828862592376432</id><published>2012-01-18T18:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T18:24:13.150-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curtas'/><title type='text'>Acerto de frases</title><summary type='text'>

Não concordo com a frase 'a gente só dá valor quando perde'. Acho que faz muito mais sentido falar 'a gente se dá mais valor quando se afasta daquilo que atrapalha'. Juro que fico inconformada com as coisas que me fizeram perder tempo no passado. Mas essas coisas, nunca esqueço, fazem com que a gente aprenda a não errar de novo, apenas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/2118828862592376432/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=2118828862592376432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2118828862592376432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2118828862592376432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2012/01/acerto-de-frases.html' title='Acerto de frases'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_AKUjLNzm6w/TxcqFz56DQI/AAAAAAAAA3o/DJF5vk9S5ow/s72-c/vintage+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-2426710946975013905</id><published>2012-01-11T02:09:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T02:09:22.280-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curtas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metáforas'/><title type='text'>Anestesia</title><summary type='text'>Ele chega e te pega, devagar e sorrateiro. Como se fosse bicho noturno e camuflado, que está sempre pronto pra dar bote. Você, acomodado em seu canto, não sente a possessão. É impossível sentir, porque ele domina o seu consciente e subconsciente. Te deixa entorpecido e anestesiado, antes de dominar a força de suas pernas, e fechar seus olhos - ao mesmo tempo - com um controle que faz duvidar de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/2426710946975013905/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=2426710946975013905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2426710946975013905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2426710946975013905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2012/01/anestesia.html' title='Anestesia'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qBBlv-8Jjpo/Tw0LUMm421I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/AeBCCjTIYzk/s72-c/sono+dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-4111029344563380475</id><published>2012-01-11T01:53:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T01:59:14.598-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curtas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>(Re)Compensa</title><summary type='text'>






O cansaço compensa e recompensa a vontade de fazer a diferença.
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Eu prefiro não prometer nada. 'Vou fazer isso esse ano, não vou fazer nada' como no ano anterior. Eu não faço promessas desse tipo justamente por não saber se poderei cumprir. Às vezes, tudo é ímpeto do clima de ano novo, então não caio mais nessa. Prefiro ficar em silêncio, desejando algo mais geral: boas vibrações, pra mim, bastam. Eu gosto de desafios, mas não preciso ficar declarando o que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/4994019766821954963/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=4994019766821954963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/4994019766821954963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/4994019766821954963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2012/01/promessas.html' title='Promessas'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1IUGTUM-3M/TwpiKbZhowI/AAAAAAAAA3I/hniq_hqQcsw/s72-c/reveillon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-271996526739952405</id><published>2011-12-29T13:57:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T13:57:16.051-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metáforas'/><title type='text'>Cicatrizagem</title><summary type='text'>

A gente às vezes se pergunta porque certas coisas acontecem conosco. Eu acredito que as coisas acontecem para puros fins de aprendizado. Quem sabe, doa; quem sabe, nem tanto. Se não doer, é muito fácil: eu tenho certeza que você erraria de novo. Se dói, a gente não esquece: veremos aquela cicatriz mais tarde, e lembraremos: 'Não vou ser mais imbecil a ponto de me machucar desse jeito'. E a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/271996526739952405/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=271996526739952405&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/271996526739952405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/271996526739952405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/12/cicatrizagem.html' title='Cicatrizagem'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fTCuubmI52w/TvyNYlV7BtI/AAAAAAAAA1I/v1eHzTy2WFs/s72-c/tempo+passa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-3286163715210203113</id><published>2011-12-27T20:13:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T20:13:22.685-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metáforas'/><title type='text'>Pensa-mente</title><summary type='text'>

E quando tudo na sua cabeça vira uma bola de neve? O que era certo torna-se errado, o que é errado, mais errado. O errado pouco mais certo, e certo muito mais certo. Mente aberta e discernimento, o céu escurece, a mente está a mil, tudo vai funcionar, coisas que não eram pra estar invadindo um recinto tão precioso quanto a mente, não sei o que pensar agora. Turbilhão incômodo, passe logo por </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/3286163715210203113/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=3286163715210203113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/3286163715210203113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/3286163715210203113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/12/pensa-mente.html' title='Pensa-mente'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WzYTOfB75Tc/TvpC5PnbHmI/AAAAAAAAA08/BN3tTVHmsSY/s72-c/turbilhao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-6926223756633194703</id><published>2011-12-16T01:12:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T01:12:58.066-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metáforas'/><title type='text'>Seja sua luz</title><summary type='text'>

"Nós nos perguntamos: quem sou eu para ser brilhante, maravilhoso, talentoso e fabuloso? Na verdade, quem é você para não ser?" Não acreditar em si mesmo é um pecado sem fim. Você, quando duvida da sua capacidade, está perdendo uma preciosa chance de conhecer os seus limites, conhecer do que você é capaz. Todos nós temos chance de crescer e ter sucesso. Resta a você saber enxergar a faísca - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/6926223756633194703/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=6926223756633194703&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6926223756633194703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6926223756633194703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/12/seja-sua-luz.html' title='Seja sua luz'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DQLSVIyKBnY/Tuq3JuMsphI/AAAAAAAAA0s/Md2DdV5JlKk/s72-c/fireworks4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-645723761551624391</id><published>2011-12-15T01:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T01:30:00.815-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Amor e ódio</title><summary type='text'>

Infelizmente, é inevitável que lembranças ruins regressem. Hoje ao assistir uma cena da série, a história pareceu passar de novo totalmente na minha frente. Uma sensação horrível de relembrar cada gota de lagrima chorada. E sabe, isso me dá um ódio um tanto enorme demais. Ódio pelo tempo perdido, pelo tempo desperdiçado insistindo em algo que até o mundo sabia que ia ser um fracasso. Mas o pior</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/645723761551624391/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=645723761551624391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/645723761551624391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/645723761551624391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/12/amor-e-odio.html' title='Amor e ódio'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ai4SSL7N4Wg/TulpfsoNHLI/AAAAAAAAA0M/DJLCD_8M_H4/s72-c/108178396.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-1632947296935210757</id><published>2011-12-14T01:15:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T01:15:26.336-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><title type='text'>Controvérsias</title><summary type='text'>

Ter a consciência dos dois lados da história pode ser ótimo e péssimo ao mesmo tempo. Excelente por causa da compreensão e aprendizado que adquirimos apenas observando a experiência alheia, além de poder ter argumentos contra si mesmo, caso haja um dia a controvérsia de ideias. Pode ser péssimo pois você não consegue defender um lado apenas, porque a mente evoluída sabe que há razão na mais </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/1632947296935210757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=1632947296935210757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1632947296935210757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1632947296935210757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/12/controversias.html' title='Controvérsias'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zz6bWtGgtTA/TugUHeJMomI/AAAAAAAAA0E/ItsunLo5_aY/s72-c/distor%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-4489608184267800457</id><published>2011-12-14T01:02:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T01:02:48.673-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dissertações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metáforas'/><title type='text'>Pais e abismos</title><summary type='text'>Quando a gente é pequeno, costuma achar chato o carinho da mãe ou as perguntas do pai. Costuma ignorar os avisos de 'não coloque a mão no fogo' ou 'cuidado pra não cair'. Mas eu tenho certeza que eles falam não justamente para que a gente faça. Porque os pais sabem das coisas, sabem ensinar as coisas, por mais que a gente não compreenda o jeito deles ensinarem a gente.
Quando a gente cresce, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/4489608184267800457/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=4489608184267800457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/4489608184267800457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/4489608184267800457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/12/pais-e-abismos.html' title='Pais e abismos'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vL3Lfz6uSec/TugRI3Dj4bI/AAAAAAAAAz8/g_TjjtI5vt4/s72-c/101935533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-8832666076478173663</id><published>2011-12-12T00:14:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T00:20:12.214-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>O poder do abraço</title><summary type='text'>

O que dizer da paz que se sente quando um abraço apertado tem apenas a intenção de te proteger? Proteger do quê? Não sei, porque a segurança é relativa. Você pode temer a tempestade ou o medo de perder. Você pode temer um amigo, porque não confia nele, ou pode temer fantasmas do passado, que tem grande propensão a estragar o seu presente glorioso. Você pode temer o ataque de alguém inesperado, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/8832666076478173663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=8832666076478173663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8832666076478173663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8832666076478173663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-poder-do-abraco.html' title='O poder do abraço'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VO_pEu0OmnE/TuVkv67fA5I/AAAAAAAAAy8/afDnKmXs_A8/s72-c/104399203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-6697297771109511961</id><published>2011-12-12T00:04:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T00:11:08.615-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felicidade instantanea'/><title type='text'>Cores da íris</title><summary type='text'>

Quantas vezes você já sentiu a felicidade genuína batendo na porta do seu coração? Mas eu digo aquela felicidade grande e pura, e não aquela onde é necessário fingir um sorriso para que saibam que está tudo bem com você. Eu estou falando daquela maravilhosa sensação de quando se encontra um olhar onde você encontra todo o significado sem precisar descrever com palavras; pois a descrição </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/6697297771109511961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=6697297771109511961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6697297771109511961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6697297771109511961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/12/cores-da-iris.html' title='Cores da íris'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bvEAfPvBmnw/TuViPqcBAeI/AAAAAAAAAy0/Nqf7JGcZu8A/s72-c/Super_Macro_Eye_by_ploc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-8789344768257350399</id><published>2011-12-08T18:07:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T18:31:02.782-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metáforas'/><title type='text'>Extremos</title><summary type='text'>

Há momentos onde você encara o maior abismo numa corda bamba sem medo de cair, mas fica na dúvida se acredita no sorriso daquela amiga que você já confiou um dia. Você atravessa a avenida sem olhar pros lados, mas duvida da capacidade do seu amigo em te compreender como antes acontecia com tanta facilidade. O tempo muda coisas que não devia mas mantém aqueles móveis pontudos que machucam seu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/8789344768257350399/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=8789344768257350399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8789344768257350399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8789344768257350399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/12/extremos.html' title='Extremos'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RQMmjok9VvA/TuEeO4FQz9I/AAAAAAAAAys/wIBGNejJzjM/s72-c/amigos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-3033826340203062050</id><published>2011-11-27T12:16:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T12:23:06.622-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brisas'/><title type='text'>Relógio ideal</title><summary type='text'>O meu dia deveria ter apenas umas 40 horas, porque tenho certeza de que seria suficiente para que eu fizesse tudo o que eu quero fazer. Trabalho, estudos, lazer, hobbies e descanso, tudo equilibradamente perfeito. Meu ideal de relógio ideal. Suficiente tempo que me faria feliz e realizada. Mas o cuco não permite, regras implícitas e inodoras desde os primórdios. Impossível ser feliz de fato com </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/3033826340203062050/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=3033826340203062050&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/3033826340203062050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/3033826340203062050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/11/relogio-ideal.html' title='Relógio ideal'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bX568P1Ng8Q/TtJG4h6URXI/AAAAAAAAAv8/RhJFdwT5GRo/s72-c/cucuoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-7810790261012293637</id><published>2011-11-17T01:46:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T01:49:58.599-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>O tempo não tem mais tempo</title><summary type='text'>
O tempo não tem mais tempo pra mim.

Sinto uma falta absurda de escrever todos os dias:

Ao passo que os minutos voam

E as horas evaporam,

Eu só faço o necessário 

Para manter meu corpo em pé.

Mas minha cabeça

Não possui uma base fixa

Faz muito tempo, é.


</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/7810790261012293637/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=7810790261012293637&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7810790261012293637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7810790261012293637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-tempo-nao-tem-mais-tempo.html' title='O tempo não tem mais tempo'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pb3FBXuVOoA/TsSELqDHNnI/AAAAAAAAAvw/jlAMSIYYJ3A/s72-c/Ampulheta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-7683010993216708045</id><published>2011-11-07T03:09:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T03:09:17.008-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Alto cajado</title><summary type='text'>
A liberdade que sempre exaltei

E consegui por alto cajado:

Não vou deixá-la de lado

Só porque a conquistei.

Ao contrário do que a maioria faz

Dou valor pras coisas que conquisto, sagaz

Mas principalmente aquelas

Que custaram um preço alto, voraz.

E a certeza existe

De que nenhuma cara triste

Me fará ausente 

Do meu maior presente.



</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/7683010993216708045/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=7683010993216708045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7683010993216708045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7683010993216708045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/11/alto-cajado.html' title='Alto cajado'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y7bWFMJrONg/TrdnZzUgb7I/AAAAAAAAAvk/TRk7ENdajv8/s72-c/war.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-682311850616919471</id><published>2011-11-05T14:48:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T14:48:12.153-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>(R)evolução (Des)necessária</title><summary type='text'>
Não mudamos quando é necessário

O que nos faz atentar 

Para não errar da mesma maneira 

Numa próxima vez.

O que me intriga também

É porque mudamos

Quando estamos bem

Seria isso coisa voluntária

Ou o resultado de uma (r)evolução

Espontânea e (des)necessária

Como uma combustão?





</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/682311850616919471/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=682311850616919471&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/682311850616919471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/682311850616919471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/11/revolucao-desnecessaria.html' title='(R)evolução (Des)necessária'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z8gi2RTTqEU/TrVoo7v6X3I/AAAAAAAAAvc/nHNR0GxXBQU/s72-c/fire+flame.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-1108157355799196804</id><published>2011-10-21T13:41:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T13:41:13.612-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Sonhar</title><summary type='text'>Sonhar de olhos abertosÉ uma experiência fantásticaMas apenas não se percaE, por favor, não esqueçaDe distinguir a realidadeDo seu desejo.Sonhar sempre é bem vindoMas viver sonhandoÉ perder o lampejo.

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/1108157355799196804/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=1108157355799196804&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1108157355799196804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1108157355799196804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/10/sonhar.html' title='Sonhar'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jauqg3fQwwY/TqGSkY_-soI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/O_eMBbWBrYw/s72-c/daydreamer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-2617478275160287227</id><published>2011-10-20T13:41:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T13:41:09.417-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Amenas cores</title><summary type='text'>Inédita serenaQue acalma o coraçãoTudo em sépia cor.Ou cor amenaNo céu, no clarãoQue estão presentesNas minhas tarde de sol:Onde a única coisa que me aqueceÉ o calor do meu sentimentoCom a força da luz do farol.

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/2617478275160287227/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=2617478275160287227&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2617478275160287227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2617478275160287227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/10/amenas-cores.html' title='Amenas cores'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fGhTdhlAs4s/TqBAtWifPOI/AAAAAAAAAs4/bR4SXSmI0kc/s72-c/lightsun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-8358862300630571890</id><published>2011-10-19T00:58:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T00:58:52.022-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brisas'/><title type='text'>Metade de dormir</title><summary type='text'>
O sono consome

De modo único e supremo

Aquilo que queremos ao extremo:

Mas os olhos não obedecem

O corpo vem a desfalecer

E nada do que você quer, esquece!

Não vai acontecer.

Uma força máxima rege a vontade

Para que no fundo

Você caia no ditado imundo

De dormir pela metade.




</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/8358862300630571890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=8358862300630571890&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8358862300630571890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8358862300630571890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/10/metade-de-dormir.html' title='Metade de dormir'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OkUs4aDsxG4/Tp48yd0BJwI/AAAAAAAAAsA/6bC4xjo_G0g/s72-c/sono+i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-6738479926968854138</id><published>2011-10-18T11:57:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T11:57:32.383-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Não conte a ninguém</title><summary type='text'>

Não conte a ninguém

Será possível que só eu levo a sério

Quando alguém me pede "Não conte a ninguém"?

Será que só eu respeito o pedido,

A privacidade de um amigo?



Pode ser com a melhor das intenções.

Mas quando abre a boca

Mais atrapalha do que auxilia.

Estragam planos, se enchem de enganos

Pensando que estão fazendo o bem.



Bem mesmo seria ficar de boca fechada.

Use cola quente </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/6738479926968854138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=6738479926968854138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6738479926968854138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6738479926968854138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/10/nao-conte-ninguem.html' title='Não conte a ninguém'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RgyahVo_2hU/Tp2FqyC-lPI/AAAAAAAAAr4/VVKQ3sE-sOU/s72-c/shut+your+fucking+mouth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-1317702756741836134</id><published>2011-10-18T00:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T00:17:24.762-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Exclusa e reclusa</title><summary type='text'>
Devo confessar

Que a raiva extrema

E interna

E exclusa 

E reclusa

Aparece na bandeira lusa

Quando perco alguma chance

De poder ter sido

Astuta e enganche.

Quem me dera

Voltar no tempo

Quem fez?

E pudera!

Dar tudo de mim outra vez.





</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/1317702756741836134/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=1317702756741836134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1317702756741836134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1317702756741836134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/10/exclusa-e-reclusa.html' title='Exclusa e reclusa'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B1QgtRWPEFs/TpzhpXLB5gI/AAAAAAAAArw/HvdnU42XjnI/s72-c/lil+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-5114673703232617645</id><published>2011-10-16T23:55:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T23:55:26.393-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Não se guie pelo medo</title><summary type='text'>
Um dia, alguém me disse

Pra simplesmente deixar pra lá

Certas coisas que incomodam.

Passei a acreditar apenas no que os meus olhos veem

E decidi parar de imaginar o que não quero.

Porque uma mente que imagina demais

É capaz de criar seus piores medos

E quem se guia pelo medo

Não sabe o quão fraco pode se tornar.





</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/5114673703232617645/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=5114673703232617645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5114673703232617645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5114673703232617645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/10/nao-se-guie-pelo-medo.html' title='Não se guie pelo medo'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LY3EeYTrFhE/TpuLARCMnXI/AAAAAAAAArQ/cgzYVXEdxuE/s72-c/afraid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-7966451183580009584</id><published>2011-10-16T02:22:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T02:22:11.866-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rabiscos'/><title type='text'>Plena alegria</title><summary type='text'>
Eu sei que tenho pouca idade

Mas desde sempre

Estou em busca da plena felicidade.



Um motivo pra sorrir sem esforço

Qualquer razão pra achar um reforço

Para viver a vida de verdade.



E em todos esses anos

Nunca achei alguém

Que me fizesse tão bem

Como você me faz.



Só tenho a agradecer por todo esse tempo 

Que estamos juntos.



Obrigada por me fazer acreditar

Que a verdadeira </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/7966451183580009584/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=7966451183580009584&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7966451183580009584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7966451183580009584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/10/plena-alegria.html' title='Plena alegria'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dringBRmrHw/TppbsrfRJPI/AAAAAAAAAq4/6_JCsmta3oI/s72-c/DSC05834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-2346267132555331680</id><published>2011-10-14T18:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T18:12:06.585-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Prazer da crítica</title><summary type='text'>
As que reclamam quando nada vai bem

Tem razão, porque ninguém quer fardos pesados

Machucar o coração?Não.

Ninguém nasceu pra merecer isso.




Mas há um prazer maníaco 

Em estragar coisas que já estão boas:

As pessoas curtem um caos. 



Ruim é reclamar. 

Bom, também reclamar.

Esse estado de humor indefinido

Me assusta de forma estranha:

Como acreditar na certeza delas 

Se são incertas</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/2346267132555331680/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=2346267132555331680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2346267132555331680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2346267132555331680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/10/prazer-da-critica.html' title='Prazer da crítica'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_-uuNTKr-Q/TpilltIy-9I/AAAAAAAAAqw/zk0LxNC7GRI/s72-c/doubt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-4920715872017518181</id><published>2011-10-10T18:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T18:52:04.156-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Explosão</title><summary type='text'>
Como definir 

Ideias em explosão

Que acometem a mente,

Deslizam a gente

Para caminhos escuros de luz:

Não enxergo nada em tanta clareza

Que só me dá a certeza

De um pouco mais de confusão.






</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/4920715872017518181/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=4920715872017518181&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/4920715872017518181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/4920715872017518181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/10/explosao.html' title='Explosão'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0XkvvzBLSlk/TpNmuKLXShI/AAAAAAAAAqg/nOvoPHgM3S4/s72-c/explos%25C3%25A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-3346385480654809844</id><published>2011-10-04T13:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T13:51:55.886-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Canto de liberdade</title><summary type='text'>Que quando meus cantos de liberdade são entoadosQuero que você entenda de uma vez por todasQue não quero me livrar de você:Você faz parte da minha liberdade,De uma forma tão intensa e verdadeiraQue nem o melhor poeta consegue explicar.

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/3346385480654809844/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=3346385480654809844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/3346385480654809844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/3346385480654809844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/10/canto-de-liberdade.html' title='Canto de liberdade'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kZJr6YbzCr8/Tos5ptGgDgI/AAAAAAAAAps/ryKdghhz9HM/s72-c/829565-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-1203201271218212146</id><published>2011-09-26T00:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:29:41.704-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Palavra feita</title><summary type='text'>Não precisa me pedir para não mentir:O verdadeiro compromisso está no caráterE no sentimento real e sem enganações.
O fato de um olhar dizerTudo o que se precisa ouvirÉ mais importante do que qualquer juramentoDe palavra feita.
Acredito que tais dizeresSão mais propícios a desobediênciasDo que o amor:
Passe por cima da sua palavra E não terá confiança conquistada.Passe por cima do seu sentimentoE</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/1203201271218212146/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=1203201271218212146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1203201271218212146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1203201271218212146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/09/palavra-feita.html' title='Palavra feita'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YGKdVDHE7Zg/Tn_xZmGYgoI/AAAAAAAAApc/jCSDQtbhwEI/s72-c/wind+hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-6877015654359123459</id><published>2011-09-15T01:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T01:18:13.267-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Musicalidade</title><summary type='text'>
Em outras épocas, sem experiência

Meu único refúgio eram minhas lágrimas.

Mas o tempo passa

E a gente vê que isolamento não adianta

Então, apelei para a música

E descobri nela 

Um impulso pra subir, pra crescer

Para evoluir, para melhorar.

Pensar com um som alto no ouvido

Enquanto o vento bate no seu rosto

E você sorri 

Como se o vento pudesse sorrir de volta pra você.

A satisfação é</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/6877015654359123459/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=6877015654359123459&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6877015654359123459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6877015654359123459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/09/musicalidade.html' title='Musicalidade'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vq0YjPy-zLo/TnF8feJdq0I/AAAAAAAAAoo/PZ3Km2tlAl8/s72-c/old-guitars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-2651446010717167867</id><published>2011-09-13T14:18:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T14:18:57.661-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilares</title><summary type='text'>
Estamos sujeitos a situações

De toda a natureza

Mas nem todos tem a destreza

Ou muito menos culhões.



Encontrar suporte em alguém

É um coisa que exige sorte

Família conta também,

Mas estou falando de outro corte.



Ter um relacionamento sensacional

Depende de um esforço incondicional: 

Para fazer sorrir quando não há sorrisos,

Para se desviar quando há guizos.

Para preencher o vazio</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/2651446010717167867/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=2651446010717167867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2651446010717167867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2651446010717167867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/09/pilares.html' title='Pilares'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-Tf3a9C0PE/Tm-QQ_hfuaI/AAAAAAAAAok/A16R1tUUAYA/s72-c/pamella+e+escher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-7735954875238393072</id><published>2011-09-12T01:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T01:50:17.248-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Ânimo do desânimo</title><summary type='text'>Todos temos aqueles momentos, onde você não sabe o que fazer, que decisão tomar ou qual caminho seguir.

Vemos pessoas decididas na vida e, quando uma crise dessa acomete a mente da pessoa, começamos a achar que a pessoa não é de confiança. Como se fosse proibido ter dúvidas ou errar.

E é nessas horas que descobrimos em quem podemos confiar.

O falso amigo, quando te vê triste, trata logo de te </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/7735954875238393072/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=7735954875238393072&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7735954875238393072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7735954875238393072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/09/animo-do-desanimo.html' title='Ânimo do desânimo'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKP6_kG47z4/Tm2PU2VDZ9I/AAAAAAAAAog/7n0qBPENIL4/s72-c/thinking+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-1692466741292183349</id><published>2011-08-30T23:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T23:25:00.533-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metáforas'/><title type='text'>Novas idéias</title><summary type='text'>Novas idéias afloram como água que brota da montanha, com força surpreendente e clareza espetacular.Se você limitar esse curso, que deve ser ininterrupto, você não vai conseguir alçar vôo.Novas idéias significam novos caminhos para seguir e horizontes pra explorar.E é a perseverança que faz com que tais idéias sigam em frente.Faz com que prosperem como a árvore que nasce do entulho, talvez </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/1692466741292183349/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=1692466741292183349&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1692466741292183349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1692466741292183349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/08/novas-ideias.html' title='Novas idéias'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-6782627367770600308</id><published>2011-08-19T16:33:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T17:16:32.597-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metáforas'/><title type='text'>Erva daninha</title><summary type='text'>Gosto de resolver as coisas erradas de uma vez, sem deixar para depois.Ser oito ou oitenta deveria ser regra de vida para todos: deixa a cabeça mais tranquila e evita bolas de neve e lágrimas desnecessárias.Gostou? Ótimo.Não gostou? Resolva, não deixe para o dia seguinte.Não dá mais pra continuar? Joga tudo pro alto e recomece do zero, sem medo do amanhã.Só não empurre os problemas com a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/6782627367770600308/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=6782627367770600308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6782627367770600308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6782627367770600308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/08/erva-daninha.html' title='Erva daninha'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-1176358038015932255</id><published>2011-08-19T01:08:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T01:13:26.680-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Escondendo o ouro</title><summary type='text'>Como é possívelNão acreditar no que é ditoOlhando no fundo dos olhos:Estou mergulhando fundoNum abismo malditoDe inconformismo,Porque nao entendo nadaSobre aquele dito adendoQue parece que estou escondendoUm tesouro que você não pode ver.Mas veja que,Não preciso esconder meu ouro de você.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/1176358038015932255/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=1176358038015932255&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1176358038015932255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1176358038015932255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/08/escondendo-o-ouro.html' title='Escondendo o ouro'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7aVU7KgNHfo/Tk3i10iP_xI/AAAAAAAAAn0/nj7WuKiEBt8/s72-c/fundo%2Bdos%2Bolhos.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-3303389829984181197</id><published>2011-08-17T12:28:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T12:32:10.758-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metáforas'/><title type='text'>Escadas</title><summary type='text'>Imagine que você queira chegar numa casa no topo da montanha.Para isso você tem dois caminhos: subir uma escada de 1000 degraus ou subir uma escada de 2500 degraus. Nenhum dos caminhos tem armadilhas, nem monstros que vão te derrubar e te fazer voltar para o pé da escada.Os dois caminhos são cansativos ao extremo.Se você escolher o caminho de 2500 degraus você é um idiota: se você pode </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/3303389829984181197/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=3303389829984181197&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/3303389829984181197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/3303389829984181197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/08/escadas.html' title='Escadas'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NnMzg7UtmNM/TkveoumjVyI/AAAAAAAAAns/bFvFJTUqyhs/s72-c/escada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-7393051233783065987</id><published>2011-07-27T20:53:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T21:24:48.301-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metáforas'/><title type='text'>Castelos</title><summary type='text'>Um castelo que se sustenta na areia fica suscetível a qualquer onda mais forte, qualquer ventania mais feroz ou qualquer pisada violenta: frágil e sensível como pétala de flor.Um castelo de madeira é mais firme, mas se a onda encosta, a madeira apodrece; um furacão o leva como se fosse papel, além de criar pequenos insetos comedores de estrutura com mais facilidade.Mas o castelo construído sobre </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/7393051233783065987/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=7393051233783065987&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7393051233783065987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7393051233783065987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/07/castelos.html' title='Castelos'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MvcdnLo0Uvg/TjCo4l9pp-I/AAAAAAAAAnU/usUCeCXZaUE/s72-c/83815613.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-1973201229289331776</id><published>2011-07-25T01:10:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T01:21:01.510-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rabiscos'/><title type='text'>Sinceramente</title><summary type='text'>Eu jamais consegui sorrirDo modo de agora.A azul está mais vivoDo que estava outrora.Assim como as batidas do meu coraçãoQue acompanham a certezaDo sentimento puro que dominaO olhar de satisfação.Nada pode ser tão sinceroQuanto o que sinto hoje.E garanto pra você, posso falarQue farei o possívelPara que essa sensação tão incrívelSó acabe quando o mar secar.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/1973201229289331776/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=1973201229289331776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1973201229289331776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1973201229289331776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/07/sinceramente.html' title='Sinceramente'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0UM7s4PnEAo/TizvH8dmYwI/AAAAAAAAAlY/v84-0F5KmbM/s72-c/107429692.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-1853675471754313361</id><published>2011-07-15T14:33:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T14:46:18.668-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Calor do teu abraço</title><summary type='text'>O amor sinceroAquece qualquer coraçãoQue antes austeroAgora entra em total contradição.A brisa vem sozinhaQuando vem também O brilho no olhar,Olhar perdidoMas gostoso de encarar.Quando encontrei a sua vozJá tinha me decididoQue era no calor do teu abraçoQue eu ia me esquentar.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/1853675471754313361/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=1853675471754313361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1853675471754313361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1853675471754313361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/07/calor-do-teu-abraco.html' title='Calor do teu abraço'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xwh7sapeY8U/TiB83_XWrHI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/h9KHSvCMM0k/s72-c/love%2Bhug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-3817476224780681495</id><published>2011-07-13T13:03:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T13:18:18.516-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Alcançando a perfeição</title><summary type='text'>Não paro de agradecerPor tudo que tenho hoje.Penso que tudo o que passeiEm épocas distantesServiu de aprendizadoEm forma de perda de tempo, é verdadeMas a gente aprende errando.É sempre assim.Isso acontecePara que na próxima oportunidadeConsigamos superar tudoE alcançar a perfeição.Em forma de felicidade extrema.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/3817476224780681495/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=3817476224780681495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/3817476224780681495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/3817476224780681495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/07/alcancando-perfeicao.html' title='Alcançando a perfeição'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aUEWGwm4Er0/Th3FPVhV_JI/AAAAAAAAAlA/-DhwrXMMU14/s72-c/104103293.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-1186651500466975589</id><published>2011-06-27T02:08:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T02:19:08.079-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felicidade instantanea'/><title type='text'>Sintonia e equilíbrio</title><summary type='text'>Há alguns meses,Confesso que saí de um pesadelo,Onde nem com o essencial eu podia contar.Respeito e carinho, Para mim tinham se tornado Mais raros que estrelas cadentes.Mas eu consegui sair da prisão:Quando o vento da liberdadeSoprou a brisa leve em minha faceFelicidade maior não houve:Naquele momento,Eu soube que as portas estavam sendo abertas;Onde do outro lado Eu poderia encontrar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/1186651500466975589/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=1186651500466975589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1186651500466975589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1186651500466975589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/06/sintonia-e-equilibrio.html' title='Sintonia e equilíbrio'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P_mlB8NW1IQ/TggSkUVYZVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/uH_ppkq7V7M/s72-c/84141603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-4878723682554287233</id><published>2011-06-15T02:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T02:11:06.178-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revolt&apos;s mode : ON'/><title type='text'>Sinfonia</title><summary type='text'>Amizades, família, amores passados...As pessoas não respeitam meu jeito de pensar: Acham que sou criança demais,Ou dura demais, ou bruta demais,Ou mole demais, ou séria demais, Ou engraçada demais na hora errada...Nunca está bom pra ninguém. Cresci ouvindo conselhos/mandamentos comoSEJA ASSIM, FAÇA ISSO, NAO FAÇA AQUILO. Todo mundo fazia com que eu me sentisse um vaso de argila, Sempre sendo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/4878723682554287233/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=4878723682554287233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/4878723682554287233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/4878723682554287233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/06/sinfonia.html' title='Sinfonia'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Fyr07i3cio/Tfg-rNIup2I/AAAAAAAAAg4/JklLNAuTltg/s72-c/sinfonia.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-126850679196786747</id><published>2011-06-03T14:20:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T14:26:51.162-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revolt&apos;s mode : ON'/><title type='text'>Meu tempo</title><summary type='text'>Vou derrubar qualquer pessoaVou derrotar qualquer coisaQue me impeça de crescer Ou que não me deixe voar pra onde eu quiser.Não quero ter limites,Não quero que ninguém molde meus conceitos:Eles já tem maturidade o suficiente Para que se mantenham de pé sozinhos.Se eu tiver ajuda, ótimo.Mas se eu não tiverNão vou ficar esperando ninguém:Eu faço meu tempo,Eu sigo o caminho que eu quiser.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/126850679196786747/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=126850679196786747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/126850679196786747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/126850679196786747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/06/meu-tempo.html' title='Meu tempo'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I5v0ACaj7Z0/TekZPycG2uI/AAAAAAAAAgw/bq9Ykmv9hTM/s72-c/103810542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-11616073085595754</id><published>2011-06-01T23:36:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:50:23.111-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Verdade mais pura</title><summary type='text'>E quando olhei aquele olhosConsegui enxergarA verdade mais pura Que pode existir.Aquela que transmite o sentimento Da realidade mais clara que há em mim.A segurançaFirme como âncora de navioOnde me asseguroNa esperança,Com a certeza de um pavioDe que nada nem ninguémPoderá tirar a gente do lugar.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/11616073085595754/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=11616073085595754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/11616073085595754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/11616073085595754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/06/verdade-mais-pura.html' title='Verdade mais pura'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mJONIjHqGFA/Teb5_rlQcaI/AAAAAAAAAgk/m1yVok8HtOI/s72-c/conversando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-8000126416581515424</id><published>2011-05-27T13:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T13:40:04.132-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Brisa de Paz</title><summary type='text'>Nada melhorDo que a brisa de pazTransmitida no brilho do olharSentimento que satisfaz.Em sua respiração ofegante,Voz brilhanteCheia de saudade,Sinto a verdade.Do sorriso incontidoJunto com o abraço apertadoDe felicidade.Aquelas palavras ditasNum sussuro leveDo jeito mais perfeitoQue a gente faz. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/8000126416581515424/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=8000126416581515424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8000126416581515424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8000126416581515424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/05/brisa-de-paz.html' title='Brisa de Paz'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MWH7kDg3vfw/Td_P9UmNuRI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/N0P7IBPUXsw/s72-c/57280318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-2364009021412914018</id><published>2011-05-25T13:29:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T13:35:57.287-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Ações completas</title><summary type='text'>Vida, amor da minha.Mundo, você é meu.Felicidade, você é a minha.Perfeito, amor meu.Coração, te prometo o meu.Sorrir, sempre vou te fazer.a. escher &lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/2364009021412914018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=2364009021412914018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2364009021412914018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2364009021412914018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/05/acoes-completas.html' title='Ações completas'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jvXGEe7GD_w/Td0vWlva1aI/AAAAAAAAAe0/NEYD9r2-H58/s72-c/97847888.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-7262113824186808477</id><published>2011-05-18T09:55:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T12:10:36.047-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOT#MINE'/><title type='text'>Farley Zoom - Pouco Importa</title><summary type='text'>Bom dia galere!Ajudando um grande amigo a divulgar o trabalho-arte que ele faz com tanta maestria.Porque rap? Porque Rap nao deixa de ser poesia também.Paz aê!Farley ZoomMC - Pouco importaA verdade ta ai e é jogada na sua carausando minha lingua afiada igual navalhasem falha, eu quero que o governo se fodaa sociedade nao te ve porque só olha sua roupapouco importa, nao ligo pro seu terno e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/7262113824186808477/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=7262113824186808477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7262113824186808477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7262113824186808477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/05/farley-zoom-pouco-importa.html' title='Farley Zoom - Pouco Importa'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lePZHM_Wk8s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-8959667993585818924</id><published>2011-05-04T18:10:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T18:17:42.423-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Sem medo de ser feliz</title><summary type='text'>Não podemos ter medo de tentarOu insistir naquilo que queremos.Mergulhar de cabeça em tudo É a melhor coisa do mundoPorque tudo fica mais sincero, E podemos apreciarSem medo de ser feliz.Uma dedicação extrema A um carinho, ou a um beijoA um trabalho, a uma amizadeNão fazem mal a ninguém."Mas e o depois?"" E se acabar?" :Não ligue para tais questionamentos.O agora está diante dos seus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/8959667993585818924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=8959667993585818924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8959667993585818924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8959667993585818924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/05/sem-medo-de-ser-feliz.html' title='Sem medo de ser feliz'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ct_wntQClXk/TcHCRVoqrCI/AAAAAAAAAd8/jMBl6V6Sg94/s72-c/104789359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-1856889460053360193</id><published>2011-04-27T00:27:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T01:05:46.541-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Melhores momentos</title><summary type='text'>Gosto das coisas mais simples,Dos perfumes mais leves,Do sorriso mais sinceroDo abraço mais carinhosoDado como espero.Com um beijo gostosoTudo se ajeita,Me esqueço de tudoQuando espero acontecer.Rimas sem sentido,Mas que traduzem O que estou sentindo por você.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/1856889460053360193/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=1856889460053360193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1856889460053360193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1856889460053360193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/04/melhores-momentos.html' title='Melhores momentos'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2HnHBxDQ-Ew/TbePjpm5mUI/AAAAAAAAAdI/5HPjKuZvT0A/s72-c/casal%2Bna%2Bgrama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-6355195681546519334</id><published>2011-04-23T23:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T00:03:15.709-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Beijos de sereno</title><summary type='text'>Quero ver estrelasNum céu escuro e lisoDeitada do seu ladoSentindo o seu beijoRegado de sereno. Não penso em mais nadaA não ser no seu abraçoOnde escondo meu rosto Das cócegas que você quer me fazer.Sinto que posso ser eu mesmaNão preciso mais me preocupar.Posso te ver ao fechar os olhosVocê invade meus sonhos sem permissãoMas não vou te repreender:Pra se redimirVocê só precisa me prometerDeixar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/6355195681546519334/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=6355195681546519334&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6355195681546519334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6355195681546519334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/04/beijos-de-sereno.html' title='Beijos de sereno'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dzaGhi1HyKw/TbOS4xZuZtI/AAAAAAAAAdA/dY5KEAwjELI/s72-c/beijo%2Bno%2Bsereno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-379837373084887649</id><published>2011-04-18T13:39:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T13:44:28.879-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Coisas loucas</title><summary type='text'>As coisas mais legaisAcontecem quando menos se espera.Onde no meio da galeraQue você gosta demaisVocê conhece alguém Que não bate bem,Tão ou o quêMais louco que você.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/379837373084887649/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=379837373084887649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/379837373084887649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/379837373084887649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/04/coisas-loucas.html' title='Coisas loucas'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qZZbjxNvYg/Taxp3SzYJdI/AAAAAAAAAc4/47IsFLCjgW4/s72-c/beijo%2Bde%2Bcrianca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-6298886741078790033</id><published>2011-04-14T18:48:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T18:54:39.392-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Sim do sino</title><summary type='text'>Ao escrever nossas próprias histórias,Não podemos ter medo de errar.Eu penso que quanto mais tivermos glóriasMais chances teremos de acertar.A aceitação da bobagem é necessáriaPara que não mais seja cometida.Nada disso segue uma regra horária:Seja uma pessoa mais desinibida.Alguém que pense igual a mim,Quem sabe um dia encontro, talvez.Mas a maior alegria vai ser o simQue eu vou ouvir no badalar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/6298886741078790033/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=6298886741078790033&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6298886741078790033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6298886741078790033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/04/sim-do-sino.html' title='Sim do sino'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-swGfnKNg2t8/TadtBncbpzI/AAAAAAAAAco/7xELpc19VeE/s72-c/reencontro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-6923730155177874316</id><published>2011-04-10T19:20:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T21:45:12.348-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rabiscos'/><title type='text'>Marcas da lembrança</title><summary type='text'>Sabe quando bate aquele cansaço satisfeito?Quando o ar não está mais rarefeito?Quando tudo está direito?Marcas das lembrançasDe um tarde maravilhosa.Não estou falando de bonanças.Estou falando de vitória gloriosa.Passar nosso tempo preciosoCom amigos sensacionais:Um sentimento gostosoQue não terá preço jamais.paintball com a galera da @soueducacaoPs: 'marcas da lembrança' refere-se unicamente às </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/6923730155177874316/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=6923730155177874316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6923730155177874316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6923730155177874316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/04/marcas-da-lembranca.html' title='Marcas da lembrança'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLnsRR8wqzM/TaJOR-ISSBI/AAAAAAAAAcg/BXl9T7z8pXU/s72-c/DSC01996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-2261829038396359140</id><published>2011-04-06T13:27:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T13:36:44.642-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Sem pensar</title><summary type='text'>Uma das coisas que mais prezoÉ a espontaneidade.Naturalidade De agir, falar, fazer, sofrer.Faço e falo coisas sem pensarMas não porque quero:Não tenho poder sobre mim.Não quero querer dizerQue sou um robô de mim mesmaQue vive feliz na perspicácia.Porque não ligo pras consequências.Apenas faço sem lembrarQue não sei se tenho consciência.Deixo apenas o tempo passar.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/2261829038396359140/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=2261829038396359140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2261829038396359140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2261829038396359140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/04/sem-pensar.html' title='Sem pensar'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QdjepMa51Wg/TZyWfLULwDI/AAAAAAAAAcY/N_sHrEoHCn4/s72-c/feliz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-8737011401694636476</id><published>2011-04-04T01:54:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T02:00:01.261-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Nada de correntes</title><summary type='text'>Espero que entendaE não me julguePor não querer me envolverCom correntes outra vez.Gosto do ar que bate em meu rostoMas gosto que meu rosto seja livreAssim como meu pensamento. E assim será por um bom tempo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/8737011401694636476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=8737011401694636476&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8737011401694636476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8737011401694636476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/04/nada-de-correntes.html' title='Nada de correntes'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4l_uxwPgUnk/TZlPuKJJRZI/AAAAAAAAAcI/taA7x493fqg/s72-c/vento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-5304324584382009556</id><published>2011-04-03T23:56:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T00:08:24.818-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Um mês que parece seis</title><summary type='text'>Juro pelos meus pensamentosQue achei que seria difícilSuperar as lembranças.Mais um mês que se passa,E eu poderia mentir pra mim mesmaFazendo um drama desgraçado,Que não poderia escutar nenhuma música Sem me lembrar do passado.Mas hoje escuto todas as músicasSem o mínimo escrúpulo,Danço, beijo, abraço, Sem nem um mínimo esforço.É tudo fácil.Como se o que passouJamais tivesse existido.E é feio </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/5304324584382009556/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=5304324584382009556&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5304324584382009556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5304324584382009556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/04/um-mes-que-parece-seis.html' title='Um mês que parece seis'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MENM4oi8SGk/TZk1xU0tjHI/AAAAAAAAAcA/LB6w14Wicxo/s72-c/BANG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-7295424138224396163</id><published>2011-03-22T18:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T18:21:37.905-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RASCUNHO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Faísca</title><summary type='text'>Brigar é inútil porque a gente não sabe o dia de amanhã.Qualquer um de nós pode partir sem aviso, então...O que você quer deixar pra trás?Que tipo e memória você quer deixar durante a sua viagem?Desisto. Sabe quando você tem vontade de jogar tudo pro alto?A vontade transformou-se em realidade para mim.Parti da vontade para a ação num piscar de olhos.E continuo com a idéia de que tudo que acontece</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/7295424138224396163/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=7295424138224396163&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7295424138224396163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7295424138224396163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/03/faisca.html' title='Faísca'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uUkCchequ18/TYkSznwDdYI/AAAAAAAAAb4/QWeLMkUWie8/s72-c/faisca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-5233655689627411753</id><published>2011-03-21T02:06:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T02:12:55.494-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Arquivo morto</title><summary type='text'>Bom mesmo é se livrar de peso mortoE deixar que a vida nos leve pra onde queremosA gente tem o controle das coisasE não é qualquer pessoa que vai moldar O nosso jeito de viver.Arquivo morto não se mistura com vida nova:Deve ser queimado.O meu, inclusive, já está em processo de combustão.Faz tempo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/5233655689627411753/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=5233655689627411753&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5233655689627411753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5233655689627411753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/03/arquivo-morto.html' title='Arquivo morto'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xCdNpE4zRAk/TYbeFnUc1QI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ioNwc3k6JcU/s72-c/China-x-1999-BurnBook_big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-6653893405469371591</id><published>2011-03-21T01:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T02:03:20.341-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Esqueci</title><summary type='text'>Ela falava tanto dele,Enaltecia-o em todos os sentidos.Falava tanto de suas qualidades,Prazeres e libidos,Existentes ou não,Pra fazer bonito,Pra gritar um gritoOu apenas pra se enganar.Eram tantas qualidades,Mas tantas,Que hoje de nenhuma Ela consegue se lembrar!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/6653893405469371591/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=6653893405469371591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6653893405469371591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6653893405469371591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/03/esqueci.html' title='Esqueci'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mv4lrEpbyo/TYbb4RVn4YI/AAAAAAAAAbo/UWNO30sMfjs/s72-c/mulher_debochada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-8286889255418429269</id><published>2011-03-13T22:12:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:16:53.468-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Menina na janela</title><summary type='text'>O vento inspira a todos que querem mudar de rumo.Abra a janela e dê aquela respirada. Conseguirá organizar melhor suas idéias. Creia.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/8286889255418429269/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=8286889255418429269&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8286889255418429269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8286889255418429269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/03/menina-na-janela.html' title='Menina na janela'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1b07a6xJ8ZA/TX1r1RdyPxI/AAAAAAAAAbY/uoG7c9xnxM4/s72-c/menina%2Ba%2Bjanela.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-6097211324147777508</id><published>2011-03-13T14:49:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T15:01:32.875-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Como eu sempre quis</title><summary type='text'>Sinto que fiz a escolha certaAo receber a liberdade de braços abertos.Não nasci pra ser domada,Nem muito menos pra receber ordens.Ficar vivendo de sacrifícios E não receber um mísero sorriso de gratificaçãoNão é a minha cara.Passo longe disso, com prazer.Agora é hora de viver sem limites,Quero ser grande e brilhante como o sol.Não quero respeitar fronteiras:Vou fazer tudo o que vier na </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/6097211324147777508/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=6097211324147777508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6097211324147777508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6097211324147777508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/03/como-eu-sempre-quis.html' title='Como eu sempre quis'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WGRh-tYSG0c/TX0F5mrAvhI/AAAAAAAAAa4/RdIV9GjislE/s72-c/liberdade-estrada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-8559656073645790269</id><published>2011-03-13T14:43:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T14:48:22.042-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Renovada</title><summary type='text'>Consegui o que eu tanto almejei:Liberdade!Sem apego, sem saudade.Melhor coisa do mundo é estar bem consigo mesmo.E nada se compara ao sentimento que alcancei:Simples e sincero.Agora grito pra quem quiser ouvir:ESTOU LIVRE!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/8559656073645790269/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=8559656073645790269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8559656073645790269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8559656073645790269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/03/renovada.html' title='Renovada'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XMWuobaFO1Q/TX0DE5UMRBI/AAAAAAAAAaw/p9XhAMtoezo/s72-c/liberdade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-7144463899671717875</id><published>2011-03-05T13:19:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T13:25:29.891-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Puro e Simples</title><summary type='text'>Você é o único por quem meu sentimento se mantém inalteradoPuro e simples, independente de quanto tempo passe.Você não espera nada em troca, mas se dedica de todo o coraçãoCom você me sinto bem quando estou triste, sozinha Ou precisando de um olhar de compreensão, ou um carinho, ou companhia.Nada pode ser comparado quando estou com você.O único que me vê chorar, o único que me acalma sem dizer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/7144463899671717875/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=7144463899671717875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7144463899671717875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7144463899671717875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/03/puro-e-simples.html' title='Puro e Simples'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kOcP9IwnV6M/TXJjze8g_LI/AAAAAAAAAao/1qWRsEFPrmE/s72-c/image_0001hnmkbbgkl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-2745225269232813970</id><published>2011-03-01T17:57:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T18:03:58.373-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Roda Gigante</title><summary type='text'>Quero voltar a sentir aquele frio na barriga,Olhar a vista da roda gigante, Largar tudo e todo e ir sentir a brisa do alto.Há tempos não sinto mais nada.Braços e pernas e pensamentos presos, enfim...Mas nunca é tarde pra recuperar.Então,Me dá vontade de sair por aí, sem destino ou pressa.Ir pra onde meus pés mandam, Sem me preocupar com que os outros pensam.Ou vão pensar. Ou estão pensando. Ou já</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/2745225269232813970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=2745225269232813970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2745225269232813970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2745225269232813970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/03/roda-gigante.html' title='Roda Gigante'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QeYJRPwivY0/TW1eiByDTjI/AAAAAAAAAag/yzFDCqo2e-0/s72-c/roda_gigante_su4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-6304964603075537785</id><published>2011-03-01T17:37:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T17:52:36.737-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>The dream maker's gonna make ME mad!</title><summary type='text'>O que fazer quando a gente quer que um tempo de antes volte a acontecer?Uma época que soava perfeita, onde o brilho dos olhos ainda imperava.Onde o sorriso sincero brotava sem a menor dificuldade.Por que as coisas boas não podem permanecer?Porque as coisas boas tem que sumir e fingir que nunca aconteceram?Estou ficando exausta dessa caminhada de estrada de pedra.Estrada acidentada, cheia de valas</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/6304964603075537785/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=6304964603075537785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6304964603075537785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6304964603075537785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/03/dream-makers-gonna-make-me-mad.html' title='The dream maker&apos;s gonna make ME mad!'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v9htqANPavQ/TW1cNekatJI/AAAAAAAAAaY/idtciFqRuaM/s72-c/noite-estrelada-88e06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-6388214975918896640</id><published>2011-03-01T01:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T01:20:27.449-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RASCUNHO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><title type='text'>Busca</title><summary type='text'>Penso duas vezes ao pensar no que desejo e sinto que estou em falta comigo mesma.Não quero que seja mais desse jeito. Quero mais, um milhão de vezes mais, mas sem limites. Quero aproveitar com paixão e vontade. Mas me roubaram a vontade: está acabando rapidamente e não tenho forças pra repor. Sinto falta de coisas simples, o pouco pra mim não mais satisfaz, o mínimo pra mim não é mais suficiente.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/6388214975918896640/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=6388214975918896640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6388214975918896640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6388214975918896640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/03/busca.html' title='Busca'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lQTpo9ZdHRk/TWxz7u8BLYI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/hmppcyASQyM/s72-c/pensadno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-3456815764881889009</id><published>2011-02-24T01:26:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T01:29:25.434-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Da melhor essência</title><summary type='text'>Não importa o que os outros achem:Nós devemos fazer o que achamos certo e pronto. Se alguém quer mudar o seu modo de enxergar as coisasOu seu modo de conduzir situações, Saiba que tal pessoa está querendo mudar sua essência.Mas a melhor essência é a que se mantém inalterada.Como a alma de uma flor.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/3456815764881889009/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=3456815764881889009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/3456815764881889009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/3456815764881889009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/02/da-melhor-essencia.html' title='Da melhor essência'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QwNwlPgAfA8/TWXeAH0kGBI/AAAAAAAAAaI/drEBbokVvBA/s72-c/833835965_20d3ffe578.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-3198592459379928093</id><published>2011-02-21T02:52:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T02:59:24.382-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Divisão de bens</title><summary type='text'>O tempo me escapa por entre os dedosNão consigo mais conciliar todas as milhões de coisas que quero fazer.Na verdade, acho que até consigo,Porque ainda não fui capaz de tentar com todas as minhas forças.Mas devo dizerQue não sinto falta de muita coisa.Tudo se encaixa!Faço poucas, mas ótimas coisas.Estou mais feliz do que nunca, com projetos e  realizações indo à todo vapor.Quero compartilhar isso</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/3198592459379928093/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=3198592459379928093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/3198592459379928093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/3198592459379928093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/02/divisao-de-bens.html' title='Divisão de bens'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rSHw_XhRERU/TWH-70YbgmI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/kxJUdO1_zJU/s72-c/DSC01299ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-5326638064224381262</id><published>2011-02-09T01:47:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T01:54:34.642-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revolt&apos;s mode : ON'/><title type='text'>Quase Hiroshima</title><summary type='text'>O conceito de liberdade está vindo limitado pra mim. Solte meus braços, não me mande calar a boca, pois quanto mais você manda mais alto eu vou falar. Tô de saco cheio de visão limitada e sem futuro. Vontade total de jogar tudo pro alto, vontade de sair pra longe, tudo que for possível pra me libertar mesmo. Não nasci pra ficar presa a conceitos nem para que me mandem o que fazer ou não. Até a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/5326638064224381262/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=5326638064224381262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5326638064224381262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5326638064224381262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/02/quase-hiroshima.html' title='Quase Hiroshima'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-7507949752457738578</id><published>2011-01-20T11:21:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T11:45:03.276-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Navegante</title><summary type='text'>Que bom demais esse água sem turbulência,Estou em alto-mar, mas me sinto num lago:Calmo, sem ondas, tranquilo.Felicidade plena atingida.Mas olho pra baixo, vejo a água escuraE o risco iminenteDe um monstro do Lago Ness Atacar minha paz de novo.Mas aquele mesmo arpão da baleia já está no jeito.Fiquem sossegados, meus queridos:Não sou mais marinheira de primeira viagemE minha pontaria é certeira </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/7507949752457738578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=7507949752457738578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7507949752457738578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7507949752457738578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/01/navegante.html' title='Navegante'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TTg7O-wMalI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ruW6-jcMJyQ/s72-c/7336navio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-1866335582382770698</id><published>2011-01-17T21:57:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T22:19:25.166-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Conteúdo</title><summary type='text'>Se eu sou muito exigente eu já não seiMas eu não quero nada de você, pessoa.Quero apenas conteúdo.O que você tem de bom pra compartilhar?O que se passa na tua cabeça?Você vai fazer diferença pra mim?Vai ser só mais um contato?Ou correrá o grande risco de plantar e manter sentimento?Terá a capacidade de não se tornar fútil?Será que vai ser legal trocar palavra com você?Se você fizer valer a pena,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/1866335582382770698/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=1866335582382770698&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1866335582382770698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1866335582382770698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/01/conteudo.html' title='Conteúdo'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TTTcF3RbioI/AAAAAAAAAZU/nlJNkNPKcJc/s72-c/plantar%2Barvore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-5616972336080438114</id><published>2011-01-12T10:07:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T10:14:54.483-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Original</title><summary type='text'>Não adianta fugir de críticas.Elas perseguem, grudam, ameaçamMas temos que ser fortes pra enfrentar:Defender a tua idéiaDeve ser o seu objetivo de vida.Não deixar que qualquer otário chegueE lhe diga o que fazer.Ouça com atenção, respeite a opinião alheia.Mas vá por mim:Não seja um pau-mandado e obedeça o ditoSe isso não faz o menor sentido pra você.Você é o que você pensa e creia:O que é </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/5616972336080438114/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=5616972336080438114&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5616972336080438114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5616972336080438114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/01/original.html' title='Original'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TS2afUkGe7I/AAAAAAAAAZM/RiD0RJGM-74/s72-c/apontando%2Bo%2Bdedo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-7449261874857044543</id><published>2011-01-10T13:38:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T13:39:42.971-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revolt&apos;s mode : ON'/><title type='text'>Ainda bem que estou em seus sonhos, Moby Dick</title><summary type='text'>Querida Moby,Você, como baleia, já causa estrago por natureza.E, como a baleia da história, você deve estar sedenta por vingança devido às várias mutilações que tem sofrido. Sentimento é um coisa séria, não deve brincar com isso. Você já devia saber.Mas como todo porém, o fracasso nasce no sangue de algumas pessoas e não há hemodiálise que tire. É uma doença destrutiva e indestrutível. Sinto </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/7449261874857044543/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=7449261874857044543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7449261874857044543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7449261874857044543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/01/ainda-bem-que-estou-em-seus-sonhos-moby.html' title='Ainda bem que estou em seus sonhos, Moby Dick'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TSldMhSJuUI/AAAAAAAAAY8/OmpL7VSb0qw/s72-c/moby%2BDICK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-6926174514920042462</id><published>2011-01-09T03:00:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T15:48:12.125-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revolt&apos;s mode : ON'/><title type='text'>Sabe quando...</title><summary type='text'>Sabe quando...Você conhece uma pessoa e adora ela no primeiro contato?Você admira suas idéias, suas palavras, seu jeito de ser?Você gosta mais ainda porque num momento de dificuldade enorme ela foi uma das únicas pessoas a ficar do seu lado e te dar palavras que te sustentaram e ajudaram a ficar de pé e seguir em frente?Essa pessoa me pediu ajuda, fui lá e fiz a minha parte sem hesitar nem por um</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/6926174514920042462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=6926174514920042462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6926174514920042462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6926174514920042462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2011/01/sabe-quando.html' title='Sabe quando...'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TSlJt5BZt1I/AAAAAAAAAYw/aldbbVrYnUo/s72-c/desprezo.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-5448197715521968052</id><published>2010-12-27T19:54:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T01:12:47.166-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Mágica</title><summary type='text'>Essa noite sonhei que eu podia fazer o que quisesse.Podia voar e alcançar o céu.Podia tocar estrelas.Podia prender a respiração E nadar livremente por quanto tempo eu quisesse.Podia conseguir as coisas boas que sempre almejei.Podia abraçar todas as pessoas sem preconceito.Podia reencontrar os amigos e amigas que perdi.Podia respirar o ar puro que brotava de mim.Podia dormir e sonhar que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/5448197715521968052/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=5448197715521968052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5448197715521968052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5448197715521968052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/12/magica.html' title='Mágica'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TRkQGnvuSVI/AAAAAAAAAXw/iUgq6PRl0yM/s72-c/sonho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-5213393578443600049</id><published>2010-12-20T02:17:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T03:04:42.990-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desafio'/><title type='text'>10 coisas que você não sabia sobre mim</title><summary type='text'>Oi pessoal!Fiquei devendo um top 10 no outro post, e aproveitando minha insônia vadia, tô escrevendo aqui. Na verdade eu ia deixar pra amanhã, mas eu sei que tenho bilhões de compromissos e deveres e infernos pra fazer, então aí vai! 1) Eu troco altas idéias com o meu cachorro e choro vendo ele dormir. Minha outra cachorrinha que morreu, a Bruna, eu nem ligava pra ela e me sinto muito culpada até</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/5213393578443600049/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=5213393578443600049&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5213393578443600049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5213393578443600049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/12/10-coisas-que-voce-nao-sabia-sobre-mim.html' title='10 coisas que você não sabia sobre mim'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TQ7hyVvWbqI/AAAAAAAAAXk/7abH_Wlj9Fs/s72-c/Bunchie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-7543618881658191639</id><published>2010-12-14T22:05:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T22:51:37.961-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desafio'/><title type='text'>Selos</title><summary type='text'>Fiquei muito lisonjeada ao ver os comentários do ultimo post e ver o oferecimento dos selos de qualidade, indicados pelo Eumar Lima, do blog A Verdade Nua e Crua.É uma coisa muito simples, mas fiquei feliz mesmo. Isso mostra que o blog está alcançando patamares que eu nunca imaginei alcançar, pessoas lendo e curtindo, isso é bom demais!E que venha 2011 lotado de pessoas legais como você, que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/7543618881658191639/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=7543618881658191639&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7543618881658191639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7543618881658191639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/12/selos_14.html' title='Selos'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TQgGzTvOL4I/AAAAAAAAAW0/iRT1JiAhVQM/s72-c/selo_laranja_atomica_thumb3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-1735525633375334984</id><published>2010-12-13T01:34:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T23:06:57.039-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Sincera</title><summary type='text'>A maior das felicidadesEstá me consumindo tanto...Sou capaz agora de voar sem asas,Posso visitar casas, cidadesE fazer todos sorrirem com encanto.Seria capaz de dividir minhas alegrias,Seria capaz de cultivar sorrisos, melodias,Com você, com ele e com ela:Sem trabalho algum,Como comer brigadeiro de panela.O gesto é simplesMas tem mais significado que qualquer coisa.Pense nisso quando acordar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/1735525633375334984/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=1735525633375334984&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1735525633375334984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1735525633375334984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/12/sincera-alegria.html' title='Sincera'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TQWdiwbpFkI/AAAAAAAAAVk/oXK4nz8mK2U/s72-c/alegria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-1144574639721896312</id><published>2010-12-10T18:42:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T18:48:01.541-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Voar</title><summary type='text'>Andar na estrada da liberdade é gratificante.A sensação de ser livre pra escolher, viver, aprender.Pular, gritar e sorrir como nunca.Esse sentimento que nasce dentro do coraçãoDentro da mente,Tudo isso ajuda a gente a crescer.Evoluir.Soltar.Voar.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/1144574639721896312/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=1144574639721896312&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1144574639721896312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1144574639721896312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/12/voar.html' title='Voar'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TQKRxscw7cI/AAAAAAAAAU8/zxflL7tIxcU/s72-c/avoa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-6929242638991083224</id><published>2010-12-07T21:43:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:54:40.883-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='séries'/><title type='text'>Ampulheta - Final</title><summary type='text'>Eu falava sozinha. No banheiro, pra ser mais exata. Nossa, trocava altas idéias comigo mesma.Passei anos desse jeito e confesso que às vezes ainda faço isso, enfim.Forever alone total, perceberam?Até que um dia, minha mãe bateu na porta em perguntou com quem eu estava conversando. É, eu tinha me empolgado.Precisava de outra solução: queria expor o que eu pensava sem ter medo de represálias. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/6929242638991083224/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=6929242638991083224&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6929242638991083224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6929242638991083224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/12/ampulheta-final.html' title='Ampulheta - Final'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TP7VES7Qh7I/AAAAAAAAAUg/CTT6sJ9ce_w/s72-c/ampulheta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-1378801241116556300</id><published>2010-12-05T11:18:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T11:49:37.514-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='séries'/><title type='text'>Ampulheta - II</title><summary type='text'>O tempo passou, eu cresci, mas aquela paixão continuava. De modo exagerado admito.Eu já quis escrever um atlas num caderno brochura e já comecei várias histórias onde a personagem começava seu dia tomando um suco de laranja. Nada a ver.Na sexta série começaram as propostas de redação mais complexas, e eu tirei de letra. De modo exagerado, de novo. Os meus amigos rascunhavam umas 20 linhas por </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/1378801241116556300/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=1378801241116556300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1378801241116556300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1378801241116556300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/12/ampulheta-ii.html' title='Ampulheta - II'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TPuVF6DfZrI/AAAAAAAAAUY/aGiE7o4_vhU/s72-c/amps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-4676372842064544110</id><published>2010-12-04T03:59:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T11:47:55.521-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='séries'/><title type='text'>Ampulheta - I</title><summary type='text'>Esse é o 100º post do blog e resolvi contar uma história pra vocês.Eu aprendi a ler com 4 anos, fuçando num caderno de receitas da minha mãe e me lembro: minha primeira palavra foi Capítulo. Saí correndo pra contar a novidade pra minha mãe, que sorriu e me abraçou.Desse dia em diante minha mãe quis me colocar na escola mas, pela pouca idade, eu teria que esperar mais um ano. E eu sonhava em ir </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/4676372842064544110/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=4676372842064544110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/4676372842064544110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/4676372842064544110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/12/ampulheta-i.html' title='Ampulheta - I'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TPndT8UhnzI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/y-7yr5IUuyg/s72-c/ampulheta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-7523422602513602497</id><published>2010-11-30T17:31:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T18:40:40.140-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Tapa na Cara</title><summary type='text'>Não cabe a nós fazer julgamentos nem nadaMas se você tiver que levar um tapa na cara,Um tapa da própria vida, não reclame:Ela é mais sábia que vocêE está sempre pronta pra te ensinar as lições,Mesmo que você não queira aprender.A gente não controla o tempo nem a intensidade da dor:Lembre-se disso.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/7523422602513602497/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=7523422602513602497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7523422602513602497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7523422602513602497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/11/tapa-na-cara.html' title='Tapa na Cara'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TPVgqhp3MBI/AAAAAAAAAUA/xUEouaayYjA/s72-c/2-dor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-2048532292022145113</id><published>2010-11-26T14:08:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T14:17:45.854-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Evaporar</title><summary type='text'>Não há sentimento, então não há ilusão.O que é ilusório não fere, não mataMas mente e engana gente inapta:Adoece, aborrece, entristeceAquele quem a palavra capta.Mas as coisas acontecemComo se fosse um filtro agora:Só fica quem é sólido;Quem é líquido ou volátilVai embora.Como se jamais tivesse existido outrora.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/2048532292022145113/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=2048532292022145113&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2048532292022145113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/2048532292022145113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/11/evaporar.html' title='Evaporar'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TO_dcagl-BI/AAAAAAAAAT4/IzS2gfYixDQ/s72-c/n%25C3%25A9voa2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-1156148324296586076</id><published>2010-11-23T13:14:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T13:42:55.599-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><title type='text'>Chama</title><summary type='text'>Se você disser pra mim que fogo é quenteDigo até na sua frenteQue acredito em seus dizeres:Te enchendo de prazeres.Mas depois...Coloco minha mão no fogoE sinto o calor ebulindoO suor de minhas mãos:Sentimento que não enganaEssa tal chama.Eu sou muito São Tomé:Tenho que me machucarSó pra ver como é que é.Confio em todas as pessoas.Só não confio no demônio que existe dentro delas.(The Italian Job)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/1156148324296586076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=1156148324296586076&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1156148324296586076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1156148324296586076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/11/chama.html' title='Chama'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TOvd3Sr9kAI/AAAAAAAAATk/Xo6uL0J6YHM/s72-c/Chama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-5948038747206997205</id><published>2010-11-19T01:06:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T10:35:07.389-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brisas'/><title type='text'>Não é falando mal...</title><summary type='text'>... mas esse é um video resultante de uma noite de insônia. Solitária no silêncio da chuva e com medo de gremilins. E claro, falando do meu irmão, o @nathanacce!Enjoy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/5948038747206997205/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=5948038747206997205&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5948038747206997205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5948038747206997205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/11/nao-e-falando-mal.html' title='Não é falando mal...'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TQoHcHAU4CI/AAAAAAAAAW8/LIyu9mpdixA/s72-c/emoticu-wonder.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-8617544539173192052</id><published>2010-11-15T03:31:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T03:38:01.971-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><title type='text'>Jeito? Não, respeito!</title><summary type='text'>Você não precisa pensar igual a mim;Ninguém precisa.Mas o que exijo, apenasÉ respeito.Porque, eu respeito a sua visão:Não preciso aceitá-la,Mas não fico falando coisas por impulso.Desprezando ideias e sentimentos.Ofendendo seus dizeres,Me enchendo de poderes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/8617544539173192052/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=8617544539173192052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8617544539173192052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8617544539173192052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/11/jeito-nao-respeito.html' title='Jeito? Não, respeito!'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TODHBSez_gI/AAAAAAAAATE/gHMHtCJ23s4/s72-c/chuva-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-8778884434378296402</id><published>2010-11-12T00:49:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T01:21:42.750-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dissertações'/><title type='text'>Amigável descaso</title><summary type='text'>Eu não sei você, mas eu gosto muito de pessoas. Quem me conhece sabe do meu jeito. Eu sou assim ué.Mas não pra ser popular ou dizer que tenho muitos amigos em redes sociais. Mas faço questão de sempre deixar uma boa impressão pras pessoas; educação pra mim é fundamental, ser simpática e agradável; saber a hora da brincadeira, a hora da coisa séria, a hora do conselho.Gosto de fazer isso porque </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/8778884434378296402/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=8778884434378296402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8778884434378296402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8778884434378296402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/11/amigavel-descaso.html' title='Amigável descaso'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TNyx0UOiRBI/AAAAAAAAAS8/vI9jBhrYOIw/s72-c/1245275497861_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-1409077273064941692</id><published>2010-11-08T02:51:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T12:47:37.359-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rabiscos'/><title type='text'>Você e eu</title><summary type='text'>Fecho os olhos pra dormirE vejo seu abraço,Escuto o seu cheiro,Sinto a sua voz.Seu sorriso que brilha no escuro.Me faz rir pra sombra na parede.Porque a saudade arde No momento da despedida.Eu aqui, no barulho invisível da noite,Escutando o silêncio da batidaQue ressoa no ar frio.Batida essa da músicaQue escuto em loop eternoLembrando de cada gesto seu.E rezandoPara que a semana não se arraste de</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/1409077273064941692/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=1409077273064941692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1409077273064941692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/1409077273064941692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/11/voce-e-eu.html' title='Você e eu'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fLKgufozZrE/TcgMj01PDCI/AAAAAAAAAes/W4C8aWYd_y8/s72-c/103912346.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-8979497255406376030</id><published>2010-11-07T13:28:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T14:10:57.846-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revolt&apos;s mode : ON'/><title type='text'>Abuso de boa vontade: a gente vê por aqui.</title><summary type='text'>Não sigo um protocolo pra ter amigos e amigas.Sou assim, simples e ponto.Agora, não me passe pra trás.Você pode ser o que for de mimMas isso não me impede de expor o que penso.E, nessas horas, Estou pouco me lixando pro que você está sentindo.Errou, pagou.Bem-vinda à selva, coleguinha.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/8979497255406376030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=8979497255406376030&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8979497255406376030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8979497255406376030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/11/abuso-de-boa-vontade-gente-ve-por-aqui.html' title='Abuso de boa vontade: a gente vê por aqui.'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TNbPW_VS0BI/AAAAAAAAASc/5oLtDCd2iKU/s72-c/welcome-to-the-jungle-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-5833019179556506783</id><published>2010-11-03T14:55:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T14:55:31.186-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Clone</title><summary type='text'>Amizade é amor eterno,Amizade de verdade,Amor de irmão,Sem interesse secundárioMeu diário.Ajudei a dobrar suas fraldas.Você talvez não se lembre mas,Tapa no banho ardeMas eu fui lá te acudir.Mesmo meio tarde.O tempo passou,Brigas infernais.Tais,Corriqueiras, infantisFrequentes, sutis.Tudo por motivos imbecis.Taquei o chinelo na sua cara,Transformei seu dedinho num dedão.Graças à LuzTomamos jeitoE</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/5833019179556506783/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=5833019179556506783&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5833019179556506783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5833019179556506783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/11/clone.html' title='Clone'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TMc6k6AfCMI/AAAAAAAAAPc/W5mORDIOVpw/s72-c/dd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-6498446122421191645</id><published>2010-11-02T11:10:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T11:41:41.768-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rabiscos'/><title type='text'>Gostosa prosa</title><summary type='text'>Semana.Passa.Arrasta.Torce.Rápido.Liga.Ameniza.Trabalha.Estuda.Ganha.Tenso.Briga.Discute.Perde.Conversa.Saudade.Convívio.Esquece.Lembra.Alívio.Sexta.Descanso.Balanço.Skate.Queda.Violão.Erro.Espera.Certo.Tarde.Chega.Portão.Sorri.Beijo.Abraço.MatarSaudade.Croque.Carinho.Filme.Quente.Coberta.Sucrilhos.Carro.Olhos.Brilhos.Tempo.Curto.Curta.Prove.Siga.Viva.Alegria.Dois.Saudade.Tente.Atente.Não </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/6498446122421191645/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=6498446122421191645&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6498446122421191645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6498446122421191645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/11/gostosa-prosa.html' title='Gostosa prosa'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TNARrXPBXuI/AAAAAAAAAQw/QOtUkdI8tb0/s72-c/tg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-848776105543037993</id><published>2010-11-01T12:09:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T16:29:59.753-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Capítulo 50</title><summary type='text'>Quanto tempo se passouDesde o embrulhinho nos braçosPequenininho, cor-de-rosaAquele bichinho lindo dos olhos grandesQue saiu de dentro de você?De quem era o livro velhoDe onde consegui ler minha primeira palavra?"Ca-pí-tu-lo".Saí correndo pra te contar minha conquista!Mal sabia eu, com aquela pouca idadeQue um novo capítulo realmente estava começando:Naquele momento eu me transformariaNuma amante</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/848776105543037993/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=848776105543037993&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/848776105543037993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/848776105543037993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/11/capitulo-50.html' title='Capítulo 50'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TM7QDKsIUqI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ZU4YTFz3huc/s72-c/mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-70281777499023789</id><published>2010-11-01T04:09:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T04:20:27.218-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Consciência x Subconsciente'/><title type='text'>Insônia pro meu bom</title><summary type='text'>Insônia é coisa loucaMas ela não me incomoda.Inclusive consigo pensar mais claramenteQuando estou no silêncio da madrugadaRegada apenas pelo somDa respiração do meu cachorro.Nessa brincadeiraVárias coisas me vêm à cabeça.E dentre elas, mais uma vez presentesQuestionamentos sobre o futuro.Mas não consigo ter medo dele, sabe?Ele me instiga, me atraiQuero viver a vida pra que ele logo chegueE eu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/70281777499023789/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=70281777499023789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/70281777499023789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/70281777499023789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/11/insonia-pro-meu-bom.html' title='Insônia pro meu bom'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TM5b4IXPoKI/AAAAAAAAAP0/skvu-KNG4Tk/s72-c/casal-a-chuva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-8102314414796423556</id><published>2010-10-28T13:25:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T13:57:33.125-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Sorrisos</title><summary type='text'>Felicidade não precisa justificativa,Mas eu queria gritar pro mundo todo Que a vida é melhor presente do universo.Deixo meu cachorro me lamber todo dia, Deixo que minha hamster morda meu dedo.Deixo que minha mãe me acorde, Deixo que meu irmão estenda o pé Para que eu tropece, logo cedo.Deixo que me pai me dê tchau Com a voz sem igual,Da janela do banheiro, Desejando-me um bom dia, ligeiro.E, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/8102314414796423556/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=8102314414796423556&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8102314414796423556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/8102314414796423556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/10/sorrisos.html' title='Sorrisos'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TMmcpG-8K0I/AAAAAAAAAPk/c1QnBy-ivUU/s72-c/sorriso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-6135667959547233125</id><published>2010-10-25T12:58:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T13:15:04.787-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refletindo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudades'/><title type='text'>Rememorando</title><summary type='text'>A gente percebe que marcou a vida de alguémQuando, depois de séculos, no reencontroO olhar retribui com aquele brilho bomAquela luz de paz,Que nos remete aos bons tempos, rapaz.Aquele tempo que ficou marcado,Será pra sempre lembradoAs risadas ecoando na menteO sorriso que quando visto, sente.Pra sempre.Todos trilhando caminhos diferentes,Contando verdades condizentes.Longe e perto,Dormindo e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/6135667959547233125/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=6135667959547233125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6135667959547233125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/6135667959547233125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/10/rememorando.html' title='Rememorando'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TMWe0XGiOKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/XDsO41-5mwU/s72-c/amigos1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-5314872028944921527</id><published>2010-10-19T17:34:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T18:22:12.969-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Melhor do mundo</title><summary type='text'>Aquele me ajudou a dar o primeiro passoA criar coragem, sem que eu ao menos soubesse,Que aquilo era o início de uma caminhadaCom um distante fim.O início de um trilha assombrosaMas maravilhosa.Meu pé nem tinha tamanho de genteMas eu sempre tive a certezaDe que haveria luz, pelo simples fato dele estar ao meu lado.Um força que eu nunca tive, uma força de super-herói.Há coisas no mundo que a gente </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/5314872028944921527/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=5314872028944921527&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5314872028944921527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/5314872028944921527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/10/melhor-do-mundo.html' title='Melhor do mundo'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5rpRjxD55Qc/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/5dMpcxebyDU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gX5ZAtmpQfI/TL39j8P9R0I/AAAAAAAAAPI/6x9pgI-rF8o/s72-c/pai_e_filha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948549723819733900.post-7450466685702707156</id><published>2010-10-14T20:41:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T00:54:38.090-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azeite'/><title type='text'>Carícia da Sorte</title><summary type='text'>Você é criança.Flor.Amor.Esperança.Dor.Calor.Lembrança.Aquela tarde, aquela brisa.Nada mais ela precisa.Na (in)segurança de um carro forteA carícia da Sorte.Morte.Ascensão.Medo.PrisãoLadeada de confusão.Mas aí chega a salvação:Redenção.Perdão.Suspiro.Martírio.UltimoRespiro.Alívio.Vento, ar.Liberdade, libertar.Água na face De quem quer ressurgir.Uma mão a  emergirUma testa pra aspergir.Não é </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/feeds/7450466685702707156/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948549723819733900&amp;postID=7450466685702707156&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7450466685702707156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948549723819733900/posts/default/7450466685702707156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-pamella.blogspot.com/2010/10/caricia-da-sorte.html' title='Carícia da Sorte'/><author><name>Pamella Botelho</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103275430855141027854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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