tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4603286056398607842024-03-20T04:07:34.160-03:00Coração de uma Menina Mulher"Eu escrevo sem esperança de que o que eu escrevo altere qualquer coisa. Não altera em nada... Porque no fundo a gente não está querendo alterar as coisas. A gente está querendo desabrochar de um modo ou de outro..."
Clarice LispectorBethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.comBlogger361125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-29036446339525812402011-10-20T22:43:00.000-02:002011-10-20T22:43:02.706-02:00Comprimidos x Amor<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw1CTCYAv0TSRDhXJ5UxH5l-nf0JxdyR4pVjxWqZ5aOwCAdsWP4SGAodJaiBTvtjDAGp8obUCsefpxwYVhzgBxC-BsKeQI2_lEAnGmt0H30rmaMYyGmoaUghQfICGlVIDZyJOYhTlEuqQ/s1600/297149_207897019278861_180690255332871_494480_1888741903_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw1CTCYAv0TSRDhXJ5UxH5l-nf0JxdyR4pVjxWqZ5aOwCAdsWP4SGAodJaiBTvtjDAGp8obUCsefpxwYVhzgBxC-BsKeQI2_lEAnGmt0H30rmaMYyGmoaUghQfICGlVIDZyJOYhTlEuqQ/s1600/297149_207897019278861_180690255332871_494480_1888741903_n.jpg" /></a></div>Bethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-23664976885306154212011-10-17T15:18:00.000-02:002011-10-17T15:18:18.567-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Quem pensa que a distância faz esquecer, esquece que a saudade faz lembrar.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
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</span></span>Bethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-11190665843791046472011-10-16T19:32:00.000-02:002011-10-16T19:32:32.131-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Eu não sei se as pessoas compreendem o que eu ás vezes tento dizer de forma subentendida. Mas juro que minha maior vontade é de que elas consigam compreender e sentir tudo o que escrevo sem que eu precise ser clara demais...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
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</span></div>Bethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-2407992759535551792011-10-16T19:28:00.000-02:002011-10-16T19:28:28.314-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">A gente acha que tem o controle de tudo, aí vem a vida e nos passa uma rasteira pra mostrar quem comanda o tempo é ela.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Voltam os sonhos, as vontades, os choros, e os sorrisos falsos, na esperança de manter o coração em postura pra não se entregar ao sofrimento de se querer ter o que não se pode. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
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</span></div>Bethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-4166547990342627242011-10-16T19:20:00.000-02:002011-10-16T19:20:34.277-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Porque pra ter você por perto um pouco, eu tive que não querer mais ter você por perto pra sempre.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
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</span></div>Bethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-83524501266625436842011-10-14T19:45:00.000-03:002011-10-14T19:45:59.244-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Difícil é quando sabemos o que queremos mas não temos como por em prática nossas vontades...</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br />
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</span>Bethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-11115286569850149742011-09-30T22:14:00.000-03:002011-09-30T22:14:03.518-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Simplicidade e sorriso, é uma fórmula mágica que agrada qualquer ser humano. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br />
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</span></span>Bethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-58674907085056688502011-09-29T10:07:00.000-03:002011-09-29T10:07:49.963-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"></span></span><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Então, porque o amor foi embora?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Eu simplesmente não consigo entender</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Pensei que fosse eu e você, baby</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Eu e você até o fim</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Mas acho que eu estava errado</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
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<div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Você tinha meu coração nas mãos</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">E você brincou com ele no ritmo da batida</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br />
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<div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">E eu me pergunto se eu passo pela sua mente.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Comigo isso acontece o tempo todo.</span></div><div style="color: #686868; font-size: xx-large; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"><br />
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</div>Bethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-33729130302499791892011-09-27T16:12:00.000-03:002011-09-27T16:12:51.378-03:00<h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">Tudo o que procurei achei só em você...</span></span></h6><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFZ7lnKP4hE9Sk6E9nmSATYRYnQfT-62yfRmnVFex93pjQXSUXLTn4-tT8fDQjGu0ojHRd2AK6i-uZlI1uPrbFpuYQp29MOVy9rLH9FXg02QnM-RkxcdMK3dkPuHAbBPglNSfUI0RhA1E/s1600/13985f1d4620f284531c21e89ef8ac132af9431f.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFZ7lnKP4hE9Sk6E9nmSATYRYnQfT-62yfRmnVFex93pjQXSUXLTn4-tT8fDQjGu0ojHRd2AK6i-uZlI1uPrbFpuYQp29MOVy9rLH9FXg02QnM-RkxcdMK3dkPuHAbBPglNSfUI0RhA1E/s1600/13985f1d4620f284531c21e89ef8ac132af9431f.jpeg" /></a></div><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><br />
</span></span></h6>Bethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-9257114798716681222011-09-27T15:21:00.000-03:002011-09-27T15:21:32.609-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Não quero sofrer por um pensamento passado que me levou a total destruição de personalidade e paciência...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br />
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</span></div>Bethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-23236911673394720062011-09-25T10:55:00.000-03:002011-09-25T10:55:33.097-03:00<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="apple-style-span"><b><i><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">"Todos os sentimentos cansam e desistem, menos o amor..."</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="apple-style-span"><b><i><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br />
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</span></span></i></b></span></div>Bethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-43060148180761679072011-09-23T13:43:00.000-03:002011-09-23T13:43:07.000-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Deus nos abençoa tremendamente quando nossa recompensa é além daquilo que pedimos.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">A pessoa que você tanto pediu, a benção que você tanto deseja, não cairá do céu, Deus colocará em suas mãos...</span></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimWEGOPJl7Qcbc9O3Xp87R2YxWLs954V6Cic7ZkV4BYFAhesVs9JQRaNh8vXvc6SI1NQCNmD-SUw8MrRqJvpm7kmoY9kcwQORZjrdhzPbM3POAUgi5thlP8dYZqWLz9e6-0K8XihxGgFk/s1600/tumblr_lkfyhnjgU81qbspfyo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimWEGOPJl7Qcbc9O3Xp87R2YxWLs954V6Cic7ZkV4BYFAhesVs9JQRaNh8vXvc6SI1NQCNmD-SUw8MrRqJvpm7kmoY9kcwQORZjrdhzPbM3POAUgi5thlP8dYZqWLz9e6-0K8XihxGgFk/s1600/tumblr_lkfyhnjgU81qbspfyo1_500_large.jpg" /></a></div>Bethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-4498298934276270642011-09-23T13:37:00.000-03:002011-09-23T13:37:43.539-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Ás vezes nós exigimos muito sentimento dos outros. Mas os verdadeiros sentimentos não nascem do acaso.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">É preciso cultivar desde o começo, e esperar até que a semente germine. depois disso os cuidados não cessão.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Exigimos amor incondicional mas ás vezes não fazemos por merecer.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Quase sempre quem dá amor, recebe amor...</span></div><br />
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</span>Bethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-78631083254787048532011-09-21T22:17:00.002-03:002011-09-21T22:17:56.747-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Bem, eu realmente aprendi algumas coisas e uma delas é que a felicidade não tem nada a ver com a aprovação das outras pessoas. O que é realmente importante é estar feliz com você mesmo, encontrar alguém que é importante para você e seguir adiante sem ligar para que os outros falam.”</span></span><br />
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</span></span>Bethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-3881820567396263452011-09-21T22:15:00.000-03:002011-09-21T22:15:35.011-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Se meus olhos mostrassem a minha alma, todos, ao me verem sorrir, chorariam comigo.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
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</span></span></div>Bethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-42579438136141153942011-09-21T22:08:00.000-03:002011-09-21T22:08:37.142-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">E o meu coração ainda bate forte quando você chega</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">E sofre quando você não está.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Que sentimento é esse que amanhece e anoitece em mim?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Até quando vou te amar assim?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Até quando o sol brilhar.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Até quando o mundo existir.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Até quando os rios se entregarem ao mar.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Até quando a chuva cair.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Até quando o vento soprar eu vou te amar...</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
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</span>Bethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-3960181301841167892011-09-21T14:09:00.000-03:002011-09-21T14:09:59.063-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">A ansiedade é minha pior inimiga, ela consegue acabar comigo...</span><br />
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</span>Bethânya Reishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040285392067905499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-460328605639860784.post-37852570621030652382011-09-20T17:41:00.000-03:002011-09-20T17:41:30.475-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 19px;">Cupido é um anjo garoto.<br />
Vive mirando no peito e acertando no sexo,<br />
as vezes mira no cérebro e acerta no coração...<br />
Mas sua grande peraltice é mirar na<br />
pessoa certa e atingir a pessoa errada.</span><br />
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