tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42775788039782359712011-10-12T18:34:24.322-03:00Sem nada.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09613608298963579755noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277578803978235971.post-67972102087974015832011-10-12T18:26:00.002-03:002011-10-12T18:26:43.053-03:00Tá passando, é isso mesmo? TPM, é nessas horas que eu gosto de ti. Dá um alívio saber que era passageiro. Ou é?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277578803978235971-6797210208797401583?l=ohmylittledecoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sem nada.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09613608298963579755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277578803978235971.post-31759734001208305752011-10-11T21:36:00.000-03:002011-10-11T21:36:24.395-03:00<div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;">Me belisca, me pisa, me arde. Me irrita. I-r-r-i-t-a.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><em>"Me use como você quiser, Me persua sutilmente só por emoção, e eu sei que ficarei bem, embora meus céus se tornem cinza."</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277578803978235971-3175973400120830575?l=ohmylittledecoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sem nada.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09613608298963579755noreply@blogger.com0