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Iron and wine - flightless bird american mouth




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Como cada momento silencioso, petrificante e doce ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/789900556992121401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=789900556992121401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/789900556992121401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/789900556992121401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2011/12/iron-and-wine-flightless-bird-american.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-7582698163038823769</id><published>2011-07-03T11:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T11:36:57.249+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A felicidade de quem nada mais conhece...</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/7582698163038823769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=7582698163038823769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7582698163038823769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7582698163038823769'/><link 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sofra...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/6288453537132060653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=6288453537132060653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6288453537132060653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6288453537132060653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2010/12/do-outro-lado.html' title='Do outro lado...'/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/TQfbfXNHgGI/AAAAAAAAASQ/V4F4a-xt30Q/s72-c/muuu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-4696952615811073868</id><published>2010-05-10T22:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:28:01.306+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heroes and SaintsNikolaj Grandjean"Turn the lights downRest your caseLeave me lonely, sugarThis honeymoon is alrightState your rights lightlyLeave your wicked minds outsideTime has come, to rest these tired eyesForever on, these sacred given vows will sit around by meThey're stronger than anything, than anythingNight is allrightNight is okayInside your arms the right fireGod forbid, we'll get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-7292132822694195294</id><published>2009-08-22T14:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T14:58:44.929+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A flor que te ofereci!</title><summary type='text'>Foto de AnAlves</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/7292132822694195294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=7292132822694195294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7292132822694195294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7292132822694195294'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SnyryOD43BI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/yD6Kcu2SvSk/s72-c/coco+chanel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-6245431317664859863</id><published>2008-12-12T00:59:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:05:43.190Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I don't have the strengthto stay away from you anymore..."Edward in Twilight</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/6245431317664859863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=6245431317664859863&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-9222192798701343203</id><published>2008-12-01T20:35:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:38:31.747Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"- Why do you wanna marry me?  - So I can kiss you evertytime I want!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/9222192798701343203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=9222192798701343203&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/9222192798701343203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/9222192798701343203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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you!"Hugo Peretti, Luigi Creatore and George Weiss</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/5650072921009202432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=5650072921009202432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5650072921009202432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5650072921009202432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/10/antnio-silva-some-things-are-meant-to.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SPkLg6BdjpI/AAAAAAAAANI/-BkFXP6tc7k/s72-c/livro+aberto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-4071590686628646002</id><published>2008-09-04T14:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:46:34.418+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dois Lados do Mesmo AdeusDonna MariaComposição: letra: Manuel Lourenço e Miguel A. Majer, música: Manuel LourençoCaem como folhasLágrimas do seu rostoSua vida antes destaDeixou-lhe um desgostoEntre dois suspirosSobe-lhe, na faceSem favorAbre-se a janelaTenta um disfarce Aperta-me a mãoRi por um instanteDeixo-me ficarDeixo-me ficar Nunca quis saberNunca quis acreditarQue irias partirNão podias cá </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/4071590686628646002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=4071590686628646002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/4071590686628646002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/4071590686628646002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/09/dois-lados-do-mesmo-adeus-donna-maria.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-4672353231567167136</id><published>2008-08-23T14:46:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T15:06:17.905+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know I'm not perfect. You're not perfect either.But, maybe,we are perfect for each other!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/4672353231567167136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=4672353231567167136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/4672353231567167136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/4672353231567167136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-know-im-not-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SLAYm223QII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ia7jKIkAdMw/s72-c/puzzle_pieces_id150248_size500o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-1150193821375817423</id><published>2008-07-26T21:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T21:16:52.557+01:00</updated><title type='text'>U &amp; ME</title><summary type='text'> Foto de AnAlves  Forever near the sea...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1150193821375817423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=1150193821375817423&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1150193821375817423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1150193821375817423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/07/u-me.html' title='U &amp; ME'/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SIuFX2dp1KI/AAAAAAAAAJU/iptx8aBXee0/s72-c/u%26me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-3353083126700112534</id><published>2008-07-18T14:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T15:06:15.039+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"- Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?!...- No one can find the rewind button girl,   So cradle your head in your hands   And breathe, just breathe......- But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles!...- There's a light at each end of this tunnel,you shout   'Cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out   These mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again   If you only try </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/3353083126700112534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=3353083126700112534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3353083126700112534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3353083126700112534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/07/can-you-help-me-unravel-my-latest.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-5093213934648203025</id><published>2008-07-02T16:29:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:37:49.052+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"If I get old, I will not give inBut if I do, remind me of this.Remind me that, once I was free,Once I was cool, once I was me.And if I sat down and crossed my arms,Hold me into this song.Knock me out, smash out my brains, If I take a chair, start to talk shit...If I get old, remind me of this:That night we kissed, and I really meant it.Whatever happens, if we're still speaking.Pick up the phone,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/5093213934648203025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=5093213934648203025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5093213934648203025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5093213934648203025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-i-get-old-i-will-not-give-in-but-if.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-1284951292683284254</id><published>2008-07-02T11:28:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:55:12.724+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Se um dia me aproximar de tiNão penses que é só um flirtNão julgues que é um filmeQue já viste em qualquer partePensa bem antes de agiresEvita ser imprudenteFaz a carta do meu signoE vê à lupa o ascendenteTem cuidado e tira a teimaVê aquilo que sou...Tu não sonhas ao que venhoNão sabes do que sou capazEu dou tudo quanto tenhoNão funciono a meio gásVem sentar-te à minha frenteE diz-me o que vês </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1284951292683284254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=1284951292683284254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1284951292683284254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1284951292683284254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/07/se-um-dia-me-aproximar-de-ti-no-penses.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SGteatw2yUI/AAAAAAAAAJM/n9HwsEB2_Wc/s72-c/Algemas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-6013493590909717702</id><published>2008-07-01T14:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T14:49:46.287+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Deolinda "Fado Toninho"</title><summary type='text'> E viva Portugal! Fora do normal, mas não deixa de ser tradicional!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/6013493590909717702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=6013493590909717702&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6013493590909717702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6013493590909717702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/07/deolinda-fado-toninho.html' title='Deolinda &quot;Fado Toninho&quot;'/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-2780572813088034602</id><published>2008-06-25T11:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T11:56:53.021+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quando um olhar verbaliza o que aos olhos dos outros não passa de um simples olhar.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/2780572813088034602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=2780572813088034602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/2780572813088034602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/2780572813088034602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/06/quando-um-olhar-verbaliza-o-que-aos.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SGIjqs-zG6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Mpcwnj-qJ40/s72-c/muah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-8867837428840149219</id><published>2008-06-07T15:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T16:07:19.641+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"With every kiss and every hugYou make me fall in love"Chris Brown "With You"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/8867837428840149219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=8867837428840149219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8867837428840149219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8867837428840149219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/06/with-every-kiss-and-every-hug-you-make.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SEqj4lkFugI/AAAAAAAAAIs/S9IMlmbrCcc/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-6057239381468202439</id><published>2008-06-07T15:16:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T15:41:31.453+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"...you're so nice and you're so smart You're such a good friend I have to break your heart Tell you that I love you then I'll tear your world apart Just pretend I didn't tear your world apart...""So Nice So Smart"Kimya DawsonI thought some thoughts would never change. You came along and changed some of these thoughts just by being so...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/6057239381468202439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=6057239381468202439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6057239381468202439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6057239381468202439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-4305929554902415938</id><published>2008-06-07T14:58:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T15:37:31.674+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"... don't tell me you're sorry cause you're notBaby when I know you're only sorry you got caught!"Rihanna "Take a Bow"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/4305929554902415938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=4305929554902415938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/4305929554902415938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/4305929554902415938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SEqWrZj388I/AAAAAAAAAIc/JWKl73ObzoU/s72-c/mascara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-7206700507344628644</id><published>2008-05-28T20:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T20:14:25.088+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>    "...She says "If I leave before you, darling   Don't you waste me in the ground"   I lay smiling like our sleeping children   One of us will die inside these arms   Eyes wide open, naked as we came   One will spread our ashes round the yard..." Iron&amp;Wine "Naked as we came"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/7206700507344628644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=7206700507344628644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7206700507344628644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7206700507344628644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SD2uxw67EGI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vjAWYI0jGPI/s72-c/abra%C3%A7o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-176888961787804345</id><published>2008-05-23T23:39:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T00:55:46.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Foto de AnAlvesSuave carícia, de tão leve que arrepia. Ao toque da doçura, a magestosidade se opõe. Forte, imponente... TU, areia que deslizas por entre os dedos, rocha que me proteges. TU, simplesmente tu. Só tu e nada mais. A minha perdição... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/176888961787804345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=176888961787804345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/176888961787804345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/176888961787804345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/05/foto-de-analves-suave-carcia-de-to-leve.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SDdYUg67EFI/AAAAAAAAAIM/IoJUMqtRE04/s72-c/pes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-6604254547017917683</id><published>2008-05-17T23:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T23:26:04.958+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Foto de AnAlves"...for whatever we lose (like a you or a me) It's always ourselves we find in the sea..."E.E.Cummings</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/6604254547017917683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=6604254547017917683&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6604254547017917683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6604254547017917683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/05/foto-de-analves.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SC9aeBLeKKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/aNJXV4B2eu0/s72-c/mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-6703659665254296511</id><published>2008-04-27T23:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:40:42.377+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando...</title><summary type='text'>" Quando um beijo é desejado.Quando o corpo sente sem ser tocado.Quando um olhar acariciaE torna vulnerável o recanto mais fortalecido.Quando um sussurro teu silencia a multidão.Quando perto de tiSou eu e a minha perdição!"Anónimo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/6703659665254296511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=6703659665254296511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6703659665254296511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6703659665254296511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/04/quando-um-beijo-desejado.html' title='Quando...'/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-7432894227278151283</id><published>2008-04-27T23:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:33:23.608+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"...Thought I couldn't live without you It's gonna hurt when it heals too..."Leona Lewis- Better in time</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/7432894227278151283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=7432894227278151283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7432894227278151283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7432894227278151283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-6710971719769473656</id><published>2008-04-17T13:46:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T14:06:54.527+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakable</title><summary type='text'> Have you ever thought about what protects our hearts?Just a cage of rib bones and other various parts.So it's fairly simple to cut right through the mess,And to stop the muscle that makes us confess.And we are so fragile,And our cracking bones make noise...And we are just,Breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys...by Ingrid Michaelson</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/6710971719769473656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=6710971719769473656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6710971719769473656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6710971719769473656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/04/breakable.html' title='Breakable'/><author><name>rita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14370330297496267452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcP4Y-4jSXA/SAdJqnf0mkI/AAAAAAAAABw/zj_lrKq_PPY/s72-c/heart_sky(4).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-7027526734723538126</id><published>2008-04-07T15:02:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:11:17.938+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlike me</title><summary type='text'>The past, the present,And the future,Are all side by side,Hand in hand.You move and change,Yet you go nowhere, Everything stays the same.You stare at me,And ask me questions,Makes me nervous,This room it keeps a constant tone While I'm on a roller coaster...Unlike me,Unlike me,Do you think I'm strange?Unlike you,Unlike you,I am not pretending..."Kate Havnevik"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/7027526734723538126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=7027526734723538126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7027526734723538126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7027526734723538126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/04/unlike-me.html' title='Unlike me'/><author><name>rita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14370330297496267452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-4076285746763882607</id><published>2008-03-30T22:42:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:56:02.137+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Foto de Marta Bucher"...I don't know what this is But you got me good Just like you knew you would  I don't know what you do But you do it well I’m under your spell."Duffy "Mercy"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/4076285746763882607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=4076285746763882607&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/4076285746763882607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/4076285746763882607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/03/foto-de-marta-bucher.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/R_AKamhYWmI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Mbfzp-3LxlU/s72-c/olhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-5018144520606116054</id><published>2008-03-30T16:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:39:45.914+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"...Should I give upor should I just keep chasing pavementseven if it leads nowhere?..."Adele "Chasing Pavements" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/5018144520606116054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=5018144520606116054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5018144520606116054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5018144520606116054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-5296722565839735233</id><published>2008-03-27T18:35:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-27T18:37:21.831Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just give a little love...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/5296722565839735233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=5296722565839735233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5296722565839735233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5296722565839735233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-give-little-love.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-2208919044001786418</id><published>2008-03-22T14:51:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:56:10.725Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wish I was your favourite smile!I wish you couldn't figure me out,But you always wanna know what I was about. I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/2208919044001786418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=2208919044001786418&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/2208919044001786418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/2208919044001786418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-wish-i-was-your-favourite-smile-i.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-2533361259190731482</id><published>2008-03-22T14:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:51:27.146Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Ainda magoas alguém O tiro passou-me ao lado Ainda magoas alguém Se não te deste a ninguém Magoaste alguém A mim passou-me ao lado..."Toranja "Carta"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/2533361259190731482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=2533361259190731482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/2533361259190731482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/2533361259190731482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/03/ainda-magoas-algum-o-tiro-passou-me-ao.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-1552860015118957347</id><published>2008-03-22T14:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:43:59.461Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Não fui eu que te escolhiDesculpa se te useiComo refúgio dos meus sentidosPedaços de silêncios perdidosQue voltei a encontrar em ti."Carta "Toranja</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-3791608544680360847</id><published>2008-03-22T14:34:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:39:48.740Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"...Acredito e entendo Que a estabilidade lógica De quem não quer explodir Faça bem ao escudo que és..."Toranja "Carta"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/3791608544680360847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=3791608544680360847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3791608544680360847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3791608544680360847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_9014.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-9049880788248891608</id><published>2008-03-22T14:23:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:28:42.808Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"...I'm not gonna write you a love song 'cause you asked for it 'cause you need one...If you're on your way I'm not gonna write you to stay If all you have is leaving, I'm gonna need a better Reason to write you a love song today...I'll walk the seven seas when I believe that There's a reason to Write you a love song today."Sara Bareilles"Love Song" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/9049880788248891608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=9049880788248891608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/9049880788248891608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/9049880788248891608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_7626.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-8814689239190544469</id><published>2008-03-05T13:46:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-05T13:48:27.437Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> "...Things you could do You won't but you might..."Madeleine Peyroux - Between The Bars </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/8814689239190544469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=8814689239190544469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8814689239190544469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8814689239190544469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-5692325893530995522</id><published>2008-02-29T17:27:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-03-02T16:13:41.195Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Foto de João Styliano Morais   "I've got your picture That you gave to me And it's signed with love Just like it used to be The only thing different The only thing new I've got your picture She's got you I've got the records That we used to share And they still sound the same As when you were here The only thing different The only thing new I've got the records She's got you I've got your memory </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/5692325893530995522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=5692325893530995522&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5692325893530995522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5692325893530995522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/02/foto-de-joo-styliano-morais-cat-power.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/R8hCKH4LmrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/G3RNwflcWrk/s72-c/mulher+triste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-8130613969295197065</id><published>2008-02-15T15:35:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-15T19:26:27.461Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> MADELEINE PEYROUXDon't Wait Too Long"...Time can slip away Sometimes you got to lose it all Before you find your way... Take a chance, play your part Make romance, it might break your heart But if you think that time will change your ways Don't wait too long..."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/8130613969295197065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=8130613969295197065&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8130613969295197065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8130613969295197065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/02/madeleine-peyroux-dont-wait-too-long.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-5773950679644427759</id><published>2008-02-10T00:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-10T01:02:47.049Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"...'Cause you make me smile,even just for a while..."Colbie Caillat "Bubbly"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/5773950679644427759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=5773950679644427759&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5773950679644427759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5773950679644427759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/R65MtZpbKYI/AAAAAAAAAHM/XH4FitE8Ai0/s72-c/ana+smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-8575379299886495403</id><published>2008-02-04T21:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-04T21:29:51.613Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Foto de Ana H. Silva "...It's making my head spinLooking at youand you are looking at meand we both know what we wanthmmm, so close to giving in..."Jem "Flying High"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/8575379299886495403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=8575379299886495403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8575379299886495403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8575379299886495403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/02/foto-de-ana-h.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/R6eDJ5c6HgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QZV9UK-vhbo/s72-c/kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-1710752632575807462</id><published>2008-02-04T20:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:07:34.031Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Foto de Sweetcharade "...What am I gonna say? When you make me feel this way I just........mmm mmm mmmmm..."Colbie Caillat-Bubbly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1710752632575807462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=1710752632575807462&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1710752632575807462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1710752632575807462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/02/foto-de-sweetcharade.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/R6dv15c6HfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/FDtzN6IkFFc/s72-c/mmmm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-4654661209284469272</id><published>2008-02-04T19:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-04T19:56:02.340Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"...As vezes dá preguiça Na areia movediça Quanto mais eu mexo Mais afundo em mim Eu moro num cenário Do lado imaginário Eu entro e saio sempre Quando tô a fim..."Danni Carlos "Coisas que eu sei"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/4654661209284469272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=4654661209284469272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/4654661209284469272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/4654661209284469272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_04.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-7715208832698562659</id><published>2008-02-04T19:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-04T19:09:03.076Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Foto de Vague"...Foi por isto que esperei, em cada noite que amei Ou pensei que amei porque é agora que eu sei A razão da palavra consagrada Que tanta gente dá à toa em troca de quase nada..."Da Weasel "Dialectos de Ternura"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/7715208832698562659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=7715208832698562659&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7715208832698562659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7715208832698562659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/02/foto-de-vague.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/R6dhVpc6HeI/AAAAAAAAAG0/elh68mfFXnM/s72-c/labio+rosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-6231440044924434211</id><published>2008-02-04T12:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-04T13:29:43.868Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ataraxia,a virtude de quem a possui, o desejo de quem não a sente.Um estado de embriagues psicológica...saciedade permanente da vida." -There will come a moment when you have the chance to do the right thing.   -I love those moments. I like to wave them as they pass by."Jack Sparrow... what else?!...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/6231440044924434211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=6231440044924434211&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6231440044924434211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6231440044924434211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/02/ataraxia-virtude-de-quem-possui-o.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/R6cLxpc6HdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/c72QnHK-7qo/s72-c/Jack+Sparrow+on+Ship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-4684621908344261075</id><published>2008-02-03T21:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-03T21:08:51.715Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>" Life has a life of its own!"Cassandra's Dream by Woody Allen</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/4684621908344261075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=4684621908344261075&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/4684621908344261075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/4684621908344261075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/02/life-has-life-of-its-own-cassandras.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-1200978651029086441</id><published>2008-02-01T23:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-01T23:46:34.605Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"...Este é um presente que eu aceitoPara atingir a tranquilidadeQue supostamente se atinge com a nossa idadeA verdade é que a saudade do que passouNão é mais que muita...Mas por muita força que faça ela passa por saber quete vivi...Tu deste tudo e eu joguei, arrisquei e perdi..."Da Weasel "Mundos Mudos"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1200978651029086441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=1200978651029086441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1200978651029086441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1200978651029086441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/R6Ou5pc6HcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dzn2CFirfOc/s72-c/casino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-9016319310512536019</id><published>2008-01-31T20:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-31T20:23:53.710Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>- Quando te fores embora...- Shiuu... Estou aqui, agora.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/9016319310512536019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=9016319310512536019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/9016319310512536019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/9016319310512536019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/01/quando-te-fores-embora.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/R6ItrZc6HbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/EHqDBKkN-8s/s72-c/hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-1128797449306468413</id><published>2008-01-30T22:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-31T16:16:54.379Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I love the way you loveBut I hate the wayI'm supposed to love you back!"Silverchair- Miss you loveFoto de Fernando Bagnola</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1128797449306468413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=1128797449306468413&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1128797449306468413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1128797449306468413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-love-way-you-love-but-i-hate-way-im.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/R6D-yJc6HZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/a4-WRxl3KEs/s72-c/mulher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-1591699862614590312</id><published>2008-01-26T22:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-26T22:17:28.957Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When I'm with you,I'm no longer myself,I'm someone else.Seems like I'm locked inside,Being a stranger alive! Just seaking for the key,Which I hope will crash into me!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1591699862614590312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=1591699862614590312&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1591699862614590312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1591699862614590312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-im-with-you-im-no-longer-myself-im.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/R5uxVZc6HWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/jUbzFXpzbuw/s72-c/chave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-1603847966761710370</id><published>2008-01-25T23:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-25T23:51:49.226Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"...E enquanto eu deixo tudo para trás  Um piano e as memórias que ele me traz  Acordam aquela voz que mente  Quando gritei te amar para sempre..."Tito     </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1603847966761710370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=1603847966761710370&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1603847966761710370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1603847966761710370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-571190317722365596</id><published>2008-01-25T19:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-26T22:20:52.737Z</updated><title type='text'>Wanna jump?</title><summary type='text'>Foto de AnAlvesOr will you take the stairs?             Sometimes jumping is all you feel like doing...                                                             So why don't you?                                                   Afraid of the freezing shock?                                                                                                                                       If </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/571190317722365596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=571190317722365596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/571190317722365596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/571190317722365596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/01/wanna-jump.html' title='Wanna jump?'/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/R5o5J5c6HVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/MudJfSdYDDE/s72-c/piscina+enem+portimao07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-2398792951063709478</id><published>2008-01-21T12:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-24T14:47:49.196Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Graça Loureiro - I want to Forget him!- With someone who wants to Remember You?  Com a própria vida na mão, os movimentos são, inconscientemente, meticulosamente pensados. Mas não será a inconsciência nos actos tomados que realmente dão vida à vida que temos na mão?!...   Talvez sim ou talvez não...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/2398792951063709478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=2398792951063709478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/2398792951063709478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/2398792951063709478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/01/graa-loureiro-i-what-to-forget-him-with.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/R5SWaKW7bXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/paDa60vcEz8/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-726395362683038177</id><published>2008-01-06T17:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-06T18:11:58.662Z</updated><title type='text'>Nothing like you and I</title><summary type='text'>We spent some timetogether walkingSpent some time just talkingabout who we wereYou held my hand so very tightlyAnd told me what wecould be dreaming ofThere’s nothing like you and IWe spent some timetogether drinkingSpent some time just thinkingabout days of joyAs our hearts started beating fasterI recalled your laughter from long agoThere’s nothing like you and IWe spent some time together </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/726395362683038177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=726395362683038177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/726395362683038177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/726395362683038177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/01/nothing-like-you-and-i.html' title='Nothing like you and I'/><author><name>rita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14370330297496267452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-4989166838784642952</id><published>2008-01-06T01:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-06T02:09:34.848Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sobre montanhas salpicadas de brancoe vales cobertos por mantos de floresestendo as asas moldadas nos sonhose flutuo na brisa da tua boca de ventoque me embala num voo sem destino.  Sinto o teu ar quente acariciando as minhas penas... apaziguando as minhas mágoas.Sem olhar a paisagem que me rodeiacom os olhos compenetrados no teu corpo celestetrespasso o céu com asas de fogoe encharco as nuvens </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/4989166838784642952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=4989166838784642952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/4989166838784642952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/4989166838784642952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2008/01/sobre-montanhas-salpicadas-de-branco-e.html' title=''/><author><name>rita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14370330297496267452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-8780849541230946703</id><published>2007-12-12T14:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-12T15:13:12.475Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Em que pensas Tu quando te entregas à solidão da noite, quando te estendes sobre o lençol frio de olhos cheios no escuro...que rostos são esses que te embalam o sono, que mãos delicadas te acariciam a pele, que braços te afagam e te oferecem o Mundo, que beijos são esses que anseias sentir? Que olhar te incendeia essa alma vazia, que voz te sussura paixão e poesia, que sonhos rebentam no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/8780849541230946703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=8780849541230946703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8780849541230946703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8780849541230946703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/12/em-que-pensas-tu-quando-te-entregas.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-5687732865986019998</id><published>2007-11-09T22:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-09T22:38:43.619Z</updated><title type='text'>As oscilações do caminho percorrido...</title><summary type='text'> Foto de AnAlvesQuando a sombra da vida parece permanecer uma eternidade, o dia seguinte revela-se num encanto resplandecente de brilho!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/5687732865986019998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=5687732865986019998&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5687732865986019998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5687732865986019998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/11/as-oscilaes-do-caminho-percorrido.html' title='As oscilações do caminho percorrido...'/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RzTgLVdJF6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/d70_ZJGLANE/s72-c/parque+exposi%C3%A7oes4nov07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-6366518691282876345</id><published>2007-11-09T22:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-09T22:48:51.299Z</updated><title type='text'>Bloquear o pensamento por vezes anseio...</title><summary type='text'>Foto de AnAlves...mas se quem de pedra é, parece pensar, como consegueria eu não o fazer?...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/6366518691282876345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=6366518691282876345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6366518691282876345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6366518691282876345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/11/bloquear-o-pensamento-por-vezes-anseio.html' title='Bloquear o pensamento por vezes anseio...'/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RzTegldJF5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/RSlTt7wcX0w/s72-c/pensar+santiago.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-420697403909042991</id><published>2007-11-09T22:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-09T22:24:40.417Z</updated><title type='text'>Our mind is fascinating...</title><summary type='text'> Foto de AnAlves ... but ,sometimes, so damn confusing!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/420697403909042991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=420697403909042991&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/420697403909042991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/420697403909042991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/11/our-mind-is-fascinating.html' title='Our mind is fascinating...'/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RzTapldJF4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/gQuw2mif44M/s72-c/a+confusing+fascinating+mind-pedrog%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-372260777569433429</id><published>2007-11-03T22:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-04T16:46:28.608Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Foto de AnAlves"...I wish it was Sunday..." Domingo!? Porquê Domingo?! Sábado! Sábado e o dia que se lhe segue, o mencionado Domingo. Desejaria eu que assim fosse se, desejar um dia em vez do outro, me fosse permitido. "...It's just another manic Monday..." Tudo uma questão de perspectiva..."The Bangles-Manic Monday"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/372260777569433429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=372260777569433429&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/372260777569433429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/372260777569433429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/Ryz7Ra8hGQI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7iYuzsTWOfY/s72-c/cartas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-921899680874015679</id><published>2007-10-23T23:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T21:12:24.116Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>«O amor quando se revela,não se sabe revelar.Sabe bem olhar para ela,mas não lhe sabe falar.Quem quer dizer o que sente,não sabe o que há-de dizer.Se fala parece que mente.Se cala parece esquecer.Ah, mas se ela adinhassese, pudesse ouvir o olhar.E se o olhar lhe bastasse,pra saber que a estou a amar.Mas quem sente muito cala.Quem quer dizer quando sente,fica sem alma nem fala,fica só inteiramente</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/921899680874015679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=921899680874015679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/921899680874015679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/921899680874015679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/10/o-amor-quando-se-revela-no-se-sabe.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-5982761924708725196</id><published>2007-10-01T15:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T19:27:58.385+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"- Há quanto tempo nos conhecemos?- Desde o princípio do mundo.- Só?- Sim.- Ainda me lembro onde te encontrei.- Na rua, a contar as lágrimas que guardava com a mão.- Eram tantas.- Um oceano.- Ainda choras?- Construíste-me uma barragem.- Juras?- Para quê?- Para eu acreditar.- Em quê?- No amor.- Nós somos o amor.- Que horas são?- Onde?- Onde quiseres.- É meia-noite em algum sítio do mundo.- É tarde</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/5982761924708725196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=5982761924708725196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5982761924708725196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5982761924708725196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/10/h-quanto-tempo-nos-conhecemos-desde-o.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-3864427480465251724</id><published>2007-09-26T20:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:42:25.113+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijo</title><summary type='text'>Quero que saibas Que sem ti não há lua, Nem as árvores crescem,Ou as mãos amanhecemEntre as sombras da rua.Leva os meus braços,Esconde-te em mim,Que a dor do silêncioContigo eu vençoNum beijo assim.foto by james skea e texto de Pedro Abrunhosa</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/3864427480465251724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=3864427480465251724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3864427480465251724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3864427480465251724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/09/beijo.html' title='Beijo'/><author><name>rita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14370330297496267452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mcP4Y-4jSXA/Rvq0Oy0dJNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/At2LQmXEEi4/s72-c/60188813_72986cbbd8_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-8507210612410539165</id><published>2007-09-20T14:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T14:25:59.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Guess I’m wishing my life awayWith these things I’ll never say!Avril Lavigne - Things I'll Never Say </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/8507210612410539165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=8507210612410539165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8507210612410539165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8507210612410539165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/09/guess-im-wishing-my-life-away-with.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RvJ0pvUfZ1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/nrE8iABbvjs/s72-c/ignfy_gagged.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-3109473612530260683</id><published>2007-09-04T19:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T19:54:53.461+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanhece...</title><summary type='text'>Perco-me na noitePerco-me no diaPerco-me no que sou e no que seria...AMANHECE... e o sol cai...Mais um dia se vaiE aqui, eu ficoComo lágrima retidaou folha caída...... AGUARDO...Aguardo o ontem... relembro o amanhã...Hoje não é tempoÉ só mais um momentoEm que o que sou, fui e seria já o é!Rita O. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/3109473612530260683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=3109473612530260683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3109473612530260683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3109473612530260683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/09/amanhece.html' title='Amanhece...'/><author><name>rita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14370330297496267452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mcP4Y-4jSXA/Rt2ocUajWrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/K4FbDl28kgo/s72-c/P8300097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-3682025233269332834</id><published>2007-09-04T16:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T16:38:28.720+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...The pieces of my heart are missing you...The face I came to know is missing too...Everything that I doReminds me of you...   Avril Lavigne - When You're Gone               Good memories hold forever...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/3682025233269332834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=3682025233269332834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3682025233269332834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3682025233269332834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-9065236552489897392</id><published>2007-09-03T18:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T18:31:20.630+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What would you doTo get to me?What would you sayTo have your way?Would you give upOr try again,If I hesitateTo let you in?Now would you be yourselfOr play your role?Tell all the boysOr keep it low?If I say no,Would you turn awayOr play me offOr would you stay?Aaliyah "Try again"Surprise me just by being yourself...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/9065236552489897392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=9065236552489897392&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/9065236552489897392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/9065236552489897392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-would-you-do-to-get-to-me-what.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-7399777175988544535</id><published>2007-09-03T17:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T17:50:31.437+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If God had a name, what would it be?And would you call it to his face?If you were faced with him in all his glory,What would you ask if you had just one question?...What if God was one of us?Just a slob like one of us,Just a stranger on the busTrying to make his way home.If God had a face what would it look like?And would you want to see?If seeing meant that you would have to believeIn things </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/7399777175988544535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=7399777175988544535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7399777175988544535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7399777175988544535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/09/if-god-had-name-what-would-it-be-and.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-8820808415392697490</id><published>2007-09-02T15:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T15:35:54.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>        "I once                 fell in love                      with you                     just because the sky turned from greyinto blue!"CocoRosieGood Friday</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/8820808415392697490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=8820808415392697490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8820808415392697490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8820808415392697490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-once-fell-in-love-with-you-just.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RtrJyaMpioI/AAAAAAAAAEU/QPesWGKnPkE/s72-c/grey+sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-1475325055264551400</id><published>2007-07-21T17:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T17:18:13.547+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Coldplay-Fix You</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1475325055264551400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=1475325055264551400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1475325055264551400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1475325055264551400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/07/coldplay-fix-you.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RqIxbaBcX3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/gym5kutV4qI/s72-c/coldplay-+fix+you.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-7106274668447007765</id><published>2007-06-08T17:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T17:47:36.639+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"E alguém me gritavaCom voz de profetaQue o caminho se fazEntre o alvo e a seta!"Pedro Abrunhosa,"Quem me leva os meus fantasmas"...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/7106274668447007765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=7106274668447007765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7106274668447007765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7106274668447007765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/e-algum-me-gritava-com-voz-de-profeta.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RmmDUG2RMCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IMOVE1Iwgg0/s72-c/caminho2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-5507759896094656106</id><published>2007-05-15T14:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T18:27:01.143+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> "- O amor é um combate. Hei-de lutar o tempo que for preciso. Até ao fim.- O amor é um combate? Não tenho a mínima vontade de lutar!, disse Franz, e saiu.""A insustentável leveza do ser",de Milan Kundera Alguém, um dia, me disse "O amor não é tudo!"...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/5507759896094656106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=5507759896094656106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5507759896094656106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5507759896094656106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/05/o-amor-um-combate.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-3674581552048082084</id><published>2007-05-15T13:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T14:01:51.378+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  "A presença física de Sabina contava muito menos do que pensara. O que contava era o rasto doirado, o rasto mágico que traçara na sua vida e que nunca ninguém lhe poderia roubar.""A insustentável leveza do ser", de Milan Kundera</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/3674581552048082084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=3674581552048082084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3674581552048082084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3674581552048082084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/05/presena-fsica-de-sabina-contava-muito.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-900906087090896414</id><published>2007-04-15T13:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T13:50:30.334+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"...há boas razões para censurar o homem por ser cego a esses acasos na sua vida quotidiana e assim privar a vida da sua dimensão de beleza." "A insustentável leveza do ser", de Milan Kundera</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/900906087090896414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=900906087090896414&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/900906087090896414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/900906087090896414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-8641816732263275096</id><published>2007-04-10T15:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T15:52:09.244+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Pequenas grandes peculiaridades que dão sentido ao que somos na totalidade...  Foto de AnAlves </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/8641816732263275096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=8641816732263275096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8641816732263275096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8641816732263275096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/04/pequenas-grandes-peculiaridades-que-do.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RhukafhatzI/AAAAAAAAADk/fWyxhPpTdoU/s72-c/vagueira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-7710143199513352983</id><published>2007-04-10T12:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T15:38:15.297+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A dicotomia da vida...</title><summary type='text'>   Foto de AnAlves  Nem sempre a escolha é fácil...mais fácil seria se a escala de cinzentos, ao mundo do preto e branco, não se confundisse... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/7710143199513352983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=7710143199513352983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7710143199513352983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/7710143199513352983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/04/dicotomia-da-vida.html' title='A dicotomia da vida...'/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RhtwDPhatxI/AAAAAAAAADU/nHi1KvfaXfA/s72-c/a+dicotomia+da+vida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-6427674469980656614</id><published>2007-04-09T00:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T01:22:48.342+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Foto de AnAlves"...de nenhuma noite teria medo, se tão negra é a que leva dentro de si." "Memorial do Convento", de José Saramago</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/6427674469980656614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=6427674469980656614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6427674469980656614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6427674469980656614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/04/foto-de-analves.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RhmHEDj5GqI/AAAAAAAAADM/QHwxMDdi_Ng/s72-c/noite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-6128396901804112098</id><published>2007-04-09T00:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T00:57:38.336+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> "... tudo será obra da imaginação, fruto da hora e do lugar,de sabermos que o bem não dura muito,não demos por ele quando veio,não o vimos quando esteve, damos-lhe pela falta quando partiu..." "Memorial do Convento", de José Saramago </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/6128396901804112098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=6128396901804112098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6128396901804112098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/6128396901804112098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-1482012609112724153</id><published>2007-04-09T00:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T00:41:36.565+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Tudo no mundo está dando respostas......o que demora é o tempo das perguntas."  "Memorial do Convento", de José Saramago    Onde me encontro eu onde deveria estar?... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1482012609112724153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=1482012609112724153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1482012609112724153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1482012609112724153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/04/tudo-no-mundo-est-dando-respostas.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/Rhl6uTj5GpI/AAAAAAAAADE/_IPLksTWUlw/s72-c/question.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-282564050632871611</id><published>2007-04-09T00:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T00:23:06.571+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>“Dizes-me sempre que me acautele, e eu vou e venho, mais cuidados não posso ter, Tem-nos todos, não te esqueças, Sossega, mulher, que o meu dia ainda não chegou, Não sossego, homem, os dias chegam sempre.”"Memorial do Convento", de José Saramago Quando chegar,que o que ficou para fazer não seja mais  do que aquilo que se desejava obter!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-9145231608388192244</id><published>2007-04-08T23:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T00:10:03.657+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> “Deveria isto bastar, dizer de alguém como se chama e esperar o resto da vida para saber quem é... ... se alguma vez o saberemos,pois ser não é ter sido, ter sido não é será... ... mas outro é o costume, quem foram os seus pais, onde nasceu, que idade tem, e com isto se julga ficar a saber mais, e às vezes tudo.""Memorial do Convento"José Saramago </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/9145231608388192244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=9145231608388192244&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/9145231608388192244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/9145231608388192244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/04/deveria-isto-bastar-dizer-de-algum-como.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-3289343890868611075</id><published>2007-03-24T19:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T19:58:10.064Z</updated><title type='text'>I need some help to help myself!</title><summary type='text'>Foto de AnAlves</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/3289343890868611075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=3289343890868611075&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3289343890868611075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3289343890868611075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-need-some-help-to-help-myself.html' title='I need some help to help myself!'/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RgWByTIJgiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_pZEFzqtaGg/s72-c/postes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-3433139817600199702</id><published>2007-03-24T19:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T19:57:04.665Z</updated><title type='text'>Feeling a tropical world!</title><summary type='text'>Foto de AnAlvesWhen you feel you belong somewhereyou've never been...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/3433139817600199702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=3433139817600199702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3433139817600199702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3433139817600199702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/03/feeling-tropical-world.html' title='Feeling a tropical world!'/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RgWBNTIJghI/AAAAAAAAACw/i051JCHVlyg/s72-c/palmeira.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-132286673640627911</id><published>2007-03-03T12:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-03T12:52:13.372Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quase 18.30h! Fixei o olhar por breves segundos no bilhete, 6, o número da carruagem. Despedidas, a praxe do viajante. Momento de verificar o número do lugar, 35 seria o destinado. À medida que percorria o vasto azul do corredor procurando o número que seria meu por direito, sobreveio-me: “Sexta carruagem! Não tenho auriculares!”. Com a disposição de sentar e relaxar, a preguiça era mais que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/132286673640627911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=132286673640627911&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/132286673640627911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/132286673640627911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/03/quase-18.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RelvWtwP1LI/AAAAAAAAACk/iDOUFQ4vPss/s72-c/auriculares.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-1575172707302490771</id><published>2007-02-27T16:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-27T17:13:24.701Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Mais uma viagem... Sete mil e duzentos segundos presa em movimento! Tempo aparentemente desperdiçado, quando podia estar a ser deveras aproveitado! Enquanto eu me deixo embalar pela música, com esperança que os ponteiros do relógio alcancem velocidade por magia, sinto-me, subitamente, ofuscada por flashes contastes e enternecida por risos sonantes. Uns brasileiros "documentam" o momento, agora </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1575172707302490771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=1575172707302490771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1575172707302490771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1575172707302490771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/02/mais-uma-viagem.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/ReRmZSFNByI/AAAAAAAAACY/-n163HdSa2w/s72-c/alfa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-5423911391872769972</id><published>2007-02-22T12:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-23T18:57:44.518Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Eu penso te tocar,Te falar coisas comunsE poder te amar,O amor mais incomum."Tânia Mara - Se quiserFoto de Filomena Chito </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/5423911391872769972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=5423911391872769972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5423911391872769972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/5423911391872769972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/02/eu-penso-te-tocar-te-falar-coisas.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/Rd85CvGM2HI/AAAAAAAAACM/i3ZoNCOYzJI/s72-c/molas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-2224256712782098122</id><published>2007-02-21T20:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-21T20:58:15.033Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Sempre que quiser um beijo,Eu vou te dar.Sua boca vai ter    tanta SEDE de me tomar!"Tânia Mara- Se quiser</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/2224256712782098122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=2224256712782098122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/2224256712782098122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/2224256712782098122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/02/sempre-que-quiser-um-beijo-eu-vou-te.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RdyyEvGM2GI/AAAAAAAAACA/oMLajrNbyVE/s72-c/splash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-3457323276616093557</id><published>2007-02-13T17:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-17T02:22:55.992Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"In every life we have some trouble,  When you worry you make it double!"  Bobby McFerrin-Don't Worry, Be Happy Foto de Karina   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/3457323276616093557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=3457323276616093557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3457323276616093557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3457323276616093557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/02/in-every-life-we-have-some-trouble-when.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RdZm-PGM2FI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vquSAh2F4aQ/s72-c/miuda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-1771519871657843359</id><published>2007-02-13T14:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-17T02:20:39.407Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> "I can resist anything but the temptation from you."Ben Harper - Another lonely day   Foto de Ricardo Alves Conde</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1771519871657843359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=1771519871657843359&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1771519871657843359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/1771519871657843359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-can-resist-anything-but-temptation_13.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RdZmY_GM2DI/AAAAAAAAABc/MOelOLYpkrw/s72-c/beijo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-8951168803017815455</id><published>2007-02-13T00:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-17T02:18:38.976Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Foto de Erik Reis "My feet is my only carriage, So I've got to push on through."  Bob Marley- No Woman No Cry </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/8951168803017815455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=8951168803017815455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8951168803017815455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8951168803017815455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/02/foto-de-analves-my-feet-is-my-only.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RdZl7_GM2CI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uEB4ywCPeSs/s72-c/pes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-3435993058154042479</id><published>2007-02-11T10:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-11T01:39:30.325Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Foto de Geoffroy DemarquetTu és a primeira pessoa a precisar de ti!   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/3435993058154042479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=3435993058154042479&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3435993058154042479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/3435993058154042479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/02/foto-de-geoffroy-demarquet-tu-s.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/Rc719fGM2BI/AAAAAAAAABE/Uk0GM3HeKRc/s72-c/liberdade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-4405792640668623175</id><published>2007-02-10T20:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-11T10:59:00.475Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Foto de André Boto "...Discover ME, Discovering YOU!..."  John Mayer-Your body is a wonderland</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/4405792640668623175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=4405792640668623175&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/4405792640668623175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/4405792640668623175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/02/foto-de-andr-boto.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/Rc47gvGM2AI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TkAtk9xzPjA/s72-c/maos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-8120857432752544852</id><published>2007-02-09T10:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-11T17:53:37.065Z</updated><title type='text'>Who would've thought?!</title><summary type='text'>"There you see her, Sitting there across the way.  She don’t got a lot to say,  But there’s something about her.  And you don’t know why,  But you’re dying to try. You wanna kiss the girl!  Yes, you want her,  Look at her, you know you do. It’s possible she wants you, too.  There is one way to ask her,  It don’t take a word,  Not a single word.  Go on and kiss the girl!   Sha-la-la-la-la-la,  My,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/8120857432752544852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=8120857432752544852&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8120857432752544852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/8120857432752544852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/02/there-you-see-her-sitting-there-across.html' title='Who would&apos;ve thought?!'/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/RcxZaPGM1_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/lVC89uMuJPM/s72-c/mermaid_wp_03_800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-116785434155866471</id><published>2007-01-03T19:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-11T11:00:36.836Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Foto de AnAlves"Some sort of window to your rightAs he goes left and you stay right..."The Fray-How to save a life  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/116785434155866471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=116785434155866471&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/116785434155866471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/116785434155866471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2007/01/foto-de-analves-some-sort-of-window-to.html' title=''/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-116716744355914039</id><published>2006-12-26T21:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-26T21:14:13.616Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Nós nunca nos realizamos. Somos dois abismos - um poço fitando o céu."                                                                                        Bernardo Soares                                                                                                           in Livro do Desassossego</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/116716744355914039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=116716744355914039&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/116716744355914039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/116716744355914039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2006/12/ns-nunca-nos-realizamos.html' title=''/><author><name>Joaninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15931553432092638856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-116716593242189180</id><published>2006-12-26T20:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-26T20:50:17.630Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know someday you'll have a beautiful life,I know you'll be a starIn somebody else's sky,but why, why, whyCan't it be,can't it be mine...(Pearl Jam - Black) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/116716593242189180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=116716593242189180&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/116716593242189180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/116716593242189180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-know-someday-youll-have-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>goldfrapp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04626479726552029909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2711/1795/1600/BLOG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-116713884686923183</id><published>2006-12-26T13:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-26T13:17:34.680Z</updated><title type='text'>Círculo</title><summary type='text'>"Porque é que é utilizada a palavra círculo quando se reúne um conjunto de pessoas com uma característica comum?-Círculo de amigos.-Círculo de colegas.-O círculo da família.O círculo é uma forma geométrica perfeita. Aristóteles considerou os círculos como formas etéreas e divinas.Mas porquê o círculo?A resposta não está na perfeição das relações entre as pessoas que o círculo encerra mas sim nas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/116713884686923183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=116713884686923183&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/116713884686923183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/116713884686923183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2006/12/crculo.html' title='Círculo'/><author><name>Joaninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15931553432092638856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-116681709373063933</id><published>2006-12-22T19:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-22T19:53:32.346Z</updated><title type='text'>Heal over someday...</title><summary type='text'>"It isn't very difficult to see whyYou are the way you areDoesn't take a genius to realiseThat sometimes life is hardIt's gonna take timeBut you'll just have to waitYou're gonna be fineBut in the meantimeCome over here ladyLet me wipe your tears awayCome a little nearer babyCoz you'll heal overHeal overHeal over somedayAnd I don't wanna hear you tell yourselfThat these feelings are in the pastYou</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/116681709373063933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=116681709373063933&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/116681709373063933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/116681709373063933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2006/12/heal-over-someday.html' title='Heal over someday...'/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-116673751105941917</id><published>2006-12-21T21:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-21T21:45:11.103Z</updated><title type='text'>"Um FINAL AssIM, AssiM"</title><summary type='text'>"Um final assim assim..."Não consigo gostar de finais...É tão difícil pôr pontos finais!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/116673751105941917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=116673751105941917&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/116673751105941917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/116673751105941917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2006/12/um-final-assim-assim.html' title='&quot;Um FINAL AssIM, AssiM&quot;'/><author><name>Joaninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15931553432092638856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-116638263374326521</id><published>2006-12-17T19:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-21T18:10:49.900Z</updated><title type='text'>10 things I hate about you!</title><summary type='text'>"I hate the way you talk to meAnd the way you cut your hair.I hate the way you drive my car.I hate it when you stare.I hate your big dumb combat bootsAnd the way you read my mind.I hate you so much it makes me sick,It even makes me rhyme.I hate the way you're always right.I hate it when you lie.    I hate it when you make me laugh,Even worse when you make me cry.I hate it that you're not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/116638263374326521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=116638263374326521&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/116638263374326521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/116638263374326521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2006/12/10-things-i-hate-about-you.html' title='10 things I hate about you!'/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16737080.post-116584751506649220</id><published>2006-12-11T14:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-11T19:10:57.450Z</updated><title type='text'>Curiosity</title><summary type='text'>"You're gonna make me curious,                                                               being so curious!"Brick "Fica no ouvido",disseram-me...Tem muito que se lhe diga... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/feeds/116584751506649220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16737080&amp;postID=116584751506649220&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/116584751506649220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16737080/posts/default/116584751506649220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disarmewithyoursmile.blogspot.com/2006/12/curiosity.html' title='Curiosity'/><author><name>AnAlves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10580465587026594118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOIV28vDojw/SK8Nkjt0eJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YeRT-Xa3Ylg/S220/ana+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
