tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243059892024-03-07T23:37:36.630+00:00My worldEste é o meu cantinho... O cantinho da rapariga das crises existenciais... Ask me no questions... I'll tell you no lies...<br>
Não sou nada,
não serei nada,
não posso querer ser nada,
à parte isso, tenho em mim todos os sonhos do mundo...Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.comBlogger352125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-83532855335378441372009-11-11T18:15:00.003+00:002009-11-11T18:19:48.546+00:00Em que é que ficamos?<center><i>Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.</i><br /><b>(Samuel Beckett)</b><br /><br />vs.<br /><br /><i>Try not. Do... or do not. There is no try.</i><br /><b>(Yoda)</b> </center>Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-62183927582302976782009-10-25T19:13:00.003+00:002009-10-25T19:19:28.106+00:00This is the way I [think I] feel about you<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxrGK2jJ7gVi_Vyx-V5O_sMffMdhVcbU1QfPZTULXrr1GN88yyDiB3nzAaL1lmCsK33_RRkykC7cxIVJBjCglblGvlR-_UmlUl4ZXdb27Hud2tjhWCYl76gCH2X5hd_U7BSqu0KQ/s1600-h/1.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 277px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxrGK2jJ7gVi_Vyx-V5O_sMffMdhVcbU1QfPZTULXrr1GN88yyDiB3nzAaL1lmCsK33_RRkykC7cxIVJBjCglblGvlR-_UmlUl4ZXdb27Hud2tjhWCYl76gCH2X5hd_U7BSqu0KQ/s320/1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396618132530470146" /></a><center>[é apenas mudar o género...<br />que é isto que estou a sentir?]</center><br /><br /><p align="right"><font size="1"><a href="http://restartmyheart.tumblr.com/">image source</a></p align="right"></font size="1">Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-75561966010997929862009-10-15T17:29:00.002+01:002009-10-15T17:36:31.519+01:00Razão vs Coração<em>"Custa-te muito, mas estás a agir (ou a não agir, neste caso) baseada na razão e não no coração. Muito bem."</em><br /><br />Até concordo, mas o facto de não agir não me ajuda em nada a não me sentir carente, sozinha e desapoiada.<br />E o facto de agir, compensará se eu me for magoar?<br /><br />Sinto que tudo em mim e à minha volta se está completamente a desintegrar...Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-28083375328191629862009-10-04T18:43:00.002+01:002009-10-06T12:59:09.641+01:00Serão filmes na minha cabeça ou poderei dedicar-lhe esta música?<center><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/tvQzsqJ2KC0&hl=pt-br&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/tvQzsqJ2KC0&hl=pt-br&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object></center>Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-6939890472486462922009-10-01T15:35:00.003+01:002009-10-01T15:38:10.461+01:00Não digas a ninguém...<center><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd4srcipGCCQeAMNNV7dtvR3Pd292ktmHH0s4CvVGvONn7RkUQkCwBEmHJNujgZd5wKvMo6Z_E-DT8Y5QRaUPwAZyEwbkkzvKdQAOiw0rAbUkr-OX8slkKGZeujqtb63wsm9xuag/s1600-h/393030303.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd4srcipGCCQeAMNNV7dtvR3Pd292ktmHH0s4CvVGvONn7RkUQkCwBEmHJNujgZd5wKvMo6Z_E-DT8Y5QRaUPwAZyEwbkkzvKdQAOiw0rAbUkr-OX8slkKGZeujqtb63wsm9xuag/s320/393030303.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387640383115429842" /></a><font size="1">via <a href="http://shiuuuu.blogspot.com/">Shiuuuu</a></font size="1"></center>Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-765178535670162872009-09-25T17:40:00.001+01:002009-09-25T17:42:33.022+01:00Oh, The TemptationAchei tãããããõ fofo...<br /><br /><center><object width="400" height="300"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5239013&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5239013&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"></embed></object></center><br /><font size="1">via <a href="http://dias-assim.blogspot.com/">Dias Assim</a></font size="1">Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-90102279664877448682009-09-03T14:04:00.001+01:002009-09-03T14:05:57.226+01:00Sobre mim<center><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR7saLJkay9CeOvzoNlQy7SxDwJ4uMPIpdpCLNUBbdTMUEy5mQoLnlEQZeSv5PGGUCzjJPnXODTel6IADgzydIXQVc2fsuV9u8_YaPzk6JDuCSLneVbI3DI9DHj-96ZfR5xw6gQg/s1600-h/19.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR7saLJkay9CeOvzoNlQy7SxDwJ4uMPIpdpCLNUBbdTMUEy5mQoLnlEQZeSv5PGGUCzjJPnXODTel6IADgzydIXQVc2fsuV9u8_YaPzk6JDuCSLneVbI3DI9DHj-96ZfR5xw6gQg/s320/19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377226628509800114" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtQHPovmxVQhXeqn9lqRPXw4gjVpjg5tvhgXfgau3Bq70MD9GgWjL8C7F8rQ7dtO5h1kMrFnOtZFhPNZK39Ta0pDsvSEYDGX6gyD-iVOz_JGKrOuyn7EKRzjdUDurS07JrSfhdXA/s1600-h/21.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtQHPovmxVQhXeqn9lqRPXw4gjVpjg5tvhgXfgau3Bq70MD9GgWjL8C7F8rQ7dtO5h1kMrFnOtZFhPNZK39Ta0pDsvSEYDGX6gyD-iVOz_JGKrOuyn7EKRzjdUDurS07JrSfhdXA/s320/21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377226563633803490" /></a><font size="1">via <a href="http://shiuuuu.blogspot.com/">Shiuu</a></center></font size="1">Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-2127983460465891502009-08-28T20:21:00.003+01:002009-08-28T20:22:34.913+01:00...<center><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitHbOQGmV_cohCsdkwwsZcxPcdQyJIy2nTJTq81nhrPoXBEMgTUBvUdX3h6de1cpMFNEWNyEyTx1al_1B5cMIDCn8mlkm_cL-eNvSXL9hhUi-GpJ755_OD4LMLhWvQ9RGsxpLVxQ/s1600-h/58.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitHbOQGmV_cohCsdkwwsZcxPcdQyJIy2nTJTq81nhrPoXBEMgTUBvUdX3h6de1cpMFNEWNyEyTx1al_1B5cMIDCn8mlkm_cL-eNvSXL9hhUi-GpJ755_OD4LMLhWvQ9RGsxpLVxQ/s320/58.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375097118337363522" /></a><br /><font size="1">via <a href="http://shiuuuu.blogspot.com/">Shiuu</a></center></font size="1">Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-68150546719932672492009-08-24T13:35:00.001+01:002009-08-24T13:37:13.713+01:00Taste is...<center><object width="150" height="150" id="taste_is_150" align="middle"> <param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /> <param name="allowFullScreen" value="false" /> <param name="movie" value="http://www.yourtaste.is/para_blogs/taste_is_150.swf" /><param name="quality" value="high" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff" /> <embed src="http://www.yourtaste.is/para_blogs/taste_is_150.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="150" height="150" name="taste_is_150" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="always" allowFullScreen="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/></embed> </object></center>Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-74680893524649562582009-08-07T12:00:00.002+01:002009-08-07T12:10:03.308+01:00Note to sel VIII always knew looking back on the tears would make me laugh, but I never knew looking back on the laughs would make me cry.<br /><br />- unknownLiliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-71811169478393674142009-08-03T19:08:00.001+01:002009-08-03T19:09:48.665+01:00Porque é...... sempre mais fácil dizer "sim, está tudo bem" para evitar que, caso a resposta seja outra, a pergunta seja "por quê?" e eu não saiba explicar.<br /><br />Assim, o "está tudo bem" é apenas um conjunto de palavras sem significado na minha vida. Um conjunto de palavras que servem de barreira a outras perguntas.Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-20744009675930183662009-07-23T14:34:00.002+01:002009-07-23T14:36:07.691+01:00Another lonely day<a href=""><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7NbP1zrzRo0hsDqtGB9sDPxbZZMITOzF2VbdyYD8MemK2d2yAv7EYxwlv80s2CBQqV-7wQAIYFpF1MdTtRnaYIabfKXr3QuFrt17lj0qfB6XpTHmKGww2OKt9LJWuyhX2psBRpQ/s320/11115417251.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361648799602720594" /></a>Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-27300024210096560802009-07-21T16:08:00.006+01:002009-07-21T16:19:29.121+01:00Note to self VINão falo com ele (o ele...), mas parece-me que esta música assenta-me que nem uma luva. Do início ao fim.<br /><br />Aqui vos deixo 30 segundos.<br /><center><div style="width:300px;"><object width="300" height="110"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/bNl_fN_H3a/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/bNl_fN_H3a/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"></embed></object></div></center>Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-16423762161838365862009-07-17T15:31:00.004+01:002009-07-17T15:33:27.221+01:00Vamos correr?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhds1NL1mzG_Xaqlbiw8Yj0Y1jPtRR-USv3CzIuO2cprCk-uYCupNZRGrlfKPBGfO9AgyGQNTwrsoYORm6i3s_R1W-oNse49JetLBQ9za7ev2lqSswSmZrrCZB3DiDwbe7qni1Ctw/s1600-h/Please_don__t_go_tonight_by_vampire_zombie.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhds1NL1mzG_Xaqlbiw8Yj0Y1jPtRR-USv3CzIuO2cprCk-uYCupNZRGrlfKPBGfO9AgyGQNTwrsoYORm6i3s_R1W-oNse49JetLBQ9za7ev2lqSswSmZrrCZB3DiDwbe7qni1Ctw/s320/Please_don__t_go_tonight_by_vampire_zombie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359436898051156226" /></a><br />Rebolar na erva e ficar deitados de costas a olhar o céu?<br /><br /><a href="http://myserendipities.tumblr.com/page/18">daqui</a>Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-43137530416359293442009-07-15T16:20:00.003+01:002009-07-15T16:27:55.938+01:00Note to self V<p align="justify">"Às vezes, custa-me ver que as minhas palavras sábias e encorajadoras não conseguem trazer de volta a sua autoconfiança. Agora, sei que a sabedoria e a compreensão só são capazes de ir até certo ponto. Podem ajudar-nos a entender por que motivos sentimos desprezo por nós mesmos, mas não conseguem fazer desaparecer esse mesmo desprezo. Não sei mesmo se algo conseguirá."</p align="justify"><br /><p align="right"><font size="1">in "<a href="http://www.wook.pt/ficha/o-pesadelo-de-alice/a/id/193311/filter/">O Pesadelo de Alice</a>"<br /><br />[Ouch... percebem?]</font size="1"></p align="right">Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-87068152104305337992009-07-09T15:40:00.002+01:002009-07-09T15:42:04.386+01:00Relação sem compromissoVocês digam-me... Até para uma relação sem compromisso é preciso haver sentimento certo?<br />HÁ algum sentimento não é?<br /><br />Ou sou mesmo que ando a ficar pirada dos cornos de tanto pensar em tanta merda???<br />Não me dou lá muito bem com estas definições...Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-55449586785648710202009-06-29T20:13:00.001+01:002009-06-29T20:15:00.357+01:00Conselhos amorosos...<a href=""><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqN8CQOIsW8uSvl3iANzoGYc5-QPBCXgNlxmZt-LB4_GwT-zmR0n4W8zWveoO512J3AzshRfQMZ96_RvwvZz3I04kr-RLz0atJnImEyef_BoOsFXcjnFbGb2LPTe258rvdGnyaPQ/s320/A8SJmr132475-02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352829998235484466" /></a><center>... precisam-se.</center>Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-58084675492547552712009-06-26T14:38:00.003+01:002009-06-26T14:41:57.523+01:00R.I.P. Michael Jackson<center><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C-blEgMyJwU&hl=pt-br&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C-blEgMyJwU&hl=pt-br&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-EGASIClvkU&hl=pt-br&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-EGASIClvkU&hl=pt-br&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Um ícone incontornável, diga-se o que se diga.<br />Falem bem ou mal de mim, mas falem.<br /><br />Michael Jackson (1958 - 2009)</center>Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-85640660759685721922009-06-25T15:59:00.006+01:002009-06-25T16:06:22.428+01:00Note to self IV<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBr7hnftUuUnjC681L1yf-fI012WTDV7927LJyJlEG26SAruU_hT-RC5b6xAA7zIGMFuXEhltfapC2fi6Oya9ym4yO_CerkA0IMMXi5en__Mp1okMFo1Po73rvRSjqaph9Vw0toQ/s1600-h/jump.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBr7hnftUuUnjC681L1yf-fI012WTDV7927LJyJlEG26SAruU_hT-RC5b6xAA7zIGMFuXEhltfapC2fi6Oya9ym4yO_CerkA0IMMXi5en__Mp1okMFo1Po73rvRSjqaph9Vw0toQ/s320/jump.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351280128237370674" /></a><br /><center>Too scared to jump, too dumb to <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3r6_xr5Jggs">fly</a></center>Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-5623268400000186402009-06-22T18:32:00.002+01:002009-06-22T18:36:30.613+01:00Amigos<p align="justify">Há dias em que me apetece abraçar todos os meus amigos. Hoje é um deles. Apetece-me abraçá-los sem me sentir uma carente desesperada. Apetece-me apenas ser entendida sem ser criticada. Ser reconhecida como uma mimalha e não uma chata. Ser eu: complicada, solitária, mas ao mesmo tempo simples. Há <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3v73ecjopiQ&feature=related">uma canção</a> que diz que "amigo é casa". E é isso mesmo.</p align="justify">Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-21255417988137663832009-06-13T18:37:00.000+01:002009-06-13T18:38:37.322+01:00Note to self III<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_kaOuxOXPJoaWZMiEq9GU8jEhTEquHbEqu8tPfFbl4IT8tT2IVB5OGXnuQ-_94VymoBcBZwV0wMdj7O3_mivjaELZ6H3L5kC6bXmfnw8n2vCk15hzO0JhdyybzE-BPAfYQlsBNw/s1600-h/decisions.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_kaOuxOXPJoaWZMiEq9GU8jEhTEquHbEqu8tPfFbl4IT8tT2IVB5OGXnuQ-_94VymoBcBZwV0wMdj7O3_mivjaELZ6H3L5kC6bXmfnw8n2vCk15hzO0JhdyybzE-BPAfYQlsBNw/s320/decisions.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346867938954763794" /></a><br />Tenho "dito".Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-20190069930163072482009-05-26T22:45:00.003+01:002009-05-26T22:50:17.359+01:00Note to self II<p align="justify"><font size="1">Na sequência do post de ontem, deparei-me com estas palavras: <br />(quando por acaso lemos coisas que fazem todo o sentido no momento)<br /></font size="1"><br />“A cada dia que vivo, mais me convenço de que o desperdício da vida está no amor que não damos, nas forças que não usamos, na prudência egoísta que nada arrisca e que, esquivando-nos do sofrimento, perdemos também a felicidade. A dor é inevitável. O sofrimento é opcional."<br />Carlos Drummond de Andrade<br /><br /><br /><font size="1">Ai vida, vida...</font size="1"></p align="justify"><a href=""><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizuxuLhwUinN3z2aLf8KuS77HbvIWO3WUWypyxq02wiMZ2EfOwCxDbtP6heN-Uqqp46ZA8jCddz7zE537Q38G4PthnL8m07nK5Rjcyz92FvhV6HNTqHT5MK8sUeRqLkWUsnOoILQ/s320/dear+life.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340252633294661490" /></a><a href="http://icanread.tumblr.com/"><center><font size="1">Daqui</a></font size="1"></center>Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-67590290976237612682009-05-25T18:17:00.001+01:002009-05-25T18:19:07.986+01:00Volto Para Te Levar"Vivam intensamente, amem intensamente Nós pensamos sempre que temos tempo, mas não é verdade. Um dia tomamos consciência de que transpusemos o ponto de não retorno e que já não podemos voltar atrás. O momento em que nos apercebemos que deixámos passar a nossa oportunidade…"<br /><br />E eu toda a minha vida tenho feito o oposto... <br />Esconder sentimentos, envergonhar-me deles até, ter receio de os expor... Enfim...<br /><br />Tenho de ler o <a href="http://www.wook.pt/ficha/volto-para-te-levar/a/id/1801420/filter/">novo livro</a> deste <a href="http://www.wook.pt/authors/detail/id/36070">autor</a> que definitivamente está no meu top.Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-3379384272779283192009-05-19T20:24:00.003+01:002009-05-19T20:27:39.471+01:00Note to self =(<center><a href=""><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAqqIebgxYD80gyRnLOxwnQ8RP1JyYxovtYiUcdzhlVOg6pDE4vDOFJBwfKZW8JG6h2IalQtXQAv6fAsZxAKmn3Gw-OD7kn_eSIYyDnx03LsyMoxmwpLSGCffx9WUK5K7iOzdbvQ/s320/needTo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337618796679641794" /></a><font size="1"><a href="http://icanread.tumblr.com">daqui</a></font size="1"></center>Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24305989.post-52787399882003547302009-05-12T19:18:00.004+01:002009-05-12T19:21:35.352+01:00É isto.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwFY83j3wrBaBgHUut_azs783wq0hkonHwbjJ7sfcxdR3z96g3CCCMCoDlMwv8tp_rmogg_IAaAMujwvCviNaEWgGlEgOqHU3EcEAA05LCOgY4v38zhPHOd_x7KNXROddT7RJv5g/s1600-h/inseguran%C3%A7a.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwFY83j3wrBaBgHUut_azs783wq0hkonHwbjJ7sfcxdR3z96g3CCCMCoDlMwv8tp_rmogg_IAaAMujwvCviNaEWgGlEgOqHU3EcEAA05LCOgY4v38zhPHOd_x7KNXROddT7RJv5g/s320/inseguran%C3%A7a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335004257284221202" /></a><center><font size="1"><a href="http://shiuuuu.blogspot.com/">daqui</a></font size="1"></center>Liliana Carvalho Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07488401070279290403noreply@blogger.com1