<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 14:23:57 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Níl ní ar bith is áille Ná'n ghealach os cionn a' tsáile Ná bláth bán na n-airne Bíos ag fás ar an</title><description></description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>134</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-1538909030581802313</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 14:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-02T12:17:42.879-02:00</atom:updated><title>Ano Novo</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtQah0oIgE/Sz9VRJorZwI/AAAAAAAAAS8/VCmql_QT8ao/s1600-h/diudi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtQah0oIgE/Sz9VRJorZwI/AAAAAAAAAS8/VCmql_QT8ao/s400/diudi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422146229510039298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister,Jujy, eu e Jejy  aqui em Casa. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-1538909030581802313?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/ano-novo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtQah0oIgE/Sz9VRJorZwI/AAAAAAAAAS8/VCmql_QT8ao/s72-c/diudi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-6485406007615146924</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 16:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-13T14:42:43.809-02:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Is a Bhríd Óg Ní Mháille&lt;br /&gt;'S tú d'fhág mo chroí cráite&lt;br /&gt;'S chuir tú arraingeacha&lt;br /&gt;An bháis trí cheartlár mo chroí&lt;br /&gt;Tá na mílte fear i ngrá&lt;br /&gt;Le d'éadan ciúin náireach&lt;br /&gt;Is go dtug tú barr breáchtacht'&lt;br /&gt;Ar Thír Oirghiall más fíor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Níl ní ar bith is áille&lt;br /&gt;Ná'n ghealach os cionn a' tsáile&lt;br /&gt;Ná bláth bán na n-airne&lt;br /&gt;Bíos ag fás ar an droigheann&lt;br /&gt;Ó siúd mar bíos mo ghrá-sa&lt;br /&gt;Níos trilsí le breáchtacht&lt;br /&gt;Béilín meala na háilleachta'&lt;br /&gt;Nach ndearna riamh claon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is buachaill deas óg mé&lt;br /&gt;'Tá triall chun mo phósta&lt;br /&gt;'S ní buan i bhfad beo mé&lt;br /&gt;Mura bhfaighidh mé mo mhian&lt;br /&gt;A chuisle is a stóirín&lt;br /&gt;Déan réidh agus bí romhamsa&lt;br /&gt;Cionn deireanach den Domhnach&lt;br /&gt;Ar Bhóithrín Dhroim Sliabh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is tuirseach 's brónach&lt;br /&gt;A chaithimse an Domhnach&lt;br /&gt;Mo hata I' mo dhorn&lt;br /&gt;'S mé ag osnaíl go trom&lt;br /&gt;'S mé ag amharc ar na bóithre&lt;br /&gt;'Mbíonn mo ghrá-sa ag gabhail ann&lt;br /&gt;'S í ag fear eile pósta&lt;br /&gt;Is gan í bheith liom&lt;br /&gt;'S í ag fear eile pósta&lt;br /&gt;Is gan í bheith liom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tradução para o inglês:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Bríd Óg O'Malley&lt;br /&gt;You have left my heart breaking&lt;br /&gt;You've sent the death pangs&lt;br /&gt;Of sorrow to pierce my heart sore&lt;br /&gt;A hundred men are craving&lt;br /&gt;For your breathtaking beauty&lt;br /&gt;You're the fairest of maidens&lt;br /&gt;In Oriel for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No spectacle is fairer&lt;br /&gt;Than moonbeams on the harbor&lt;br /&gt;Or the sweet scented blossoms&lt;br /&gt;Of the sloe on the thorn&lt;br /&gt;But my love shines much brighter&lt;br /&gt;In looks and in stature&lt;br /&gt;That honey-lipped beauty&lt;br /&gt;Who never said wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a handsome young fellow&lt;br /&gt;Who is thinking of wedlock&lt;br /&gt;But my life will be shortened&lt;br /&gt;If I don't get my dear&lt;br /&gt;My love and my darling&lt;br /&gt;Prepare now to meet me&lt;br /&gt;On next Sunday evening&lt;br /&gt;On the road to Drum Slieve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tis sadly and lonely&lt;br /&gt;I pass the time on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;My head bowed in sorrow&lt;br /&gt;My sights heavy with woe&lt;br /&gt;As I gaze upon the byways&lt;br /&gt;That my true love walks over&lt;br /&gt;Now she's wed to another&lt;br /&gt;And left me forlorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre qdo ouço, sinto uma saudade de um lugar e nunca fui, acho q tenho sindrome de estrangeiro....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-6485406007615146924?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-bhrid-og-ni-mhaille-s-tu-dfhag-mo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-2904406682805140737</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 21:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T19:19:50.045-02:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtQah0oIgE/SudjsHEYtAI/AAAAAAAAARo/xOZzaISwUxo/s1600-h/1256329528325_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtQah0oIgE/SudjsHEYtAI/AAAAAAAAARo/xOZzaISwUxo/s400/1256329528325_f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397392287889667074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-2904406682805140737?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtQah0oIgE/SudjsHEYtAI/AAAAAAAAARo/xOZzaISwUxo/s72-c/1256329528325_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-8995475857829716785</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Aug 2009 01:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-24T22:11:31.547-03:00</atom:updated><title>Dirty, Dirty Feeling !!!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtQah0oIgE/SpM6N_jllEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/90ibn3b3Ths/s1600-h/Priscilla+(6).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtQah0oIgE/SpM6N_jllEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/90ibn3b3Ths/s400/Priscilla+(6).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373702792456541250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-8995475857829716785?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/dirty-dirty-feeling.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtQah0oIgE/SpM6N_jllEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/90ibn3b3Ths/s72-c/Priscilla+(6).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-6815027726780335275</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2009 03:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-07T00:53:55.699-03:00</atom:updated><title>o pq.</title><description>Sabem o pq q "sumi" daqui?&lt;br /&gt;Pouquissimas pessoas sabem e kero dividir com apenas meua amigos q sempre passam por aki.&lt;br /&gt;Bom, em dezembro passado passei mal do nada, e q dias depois foi constatado como Sindrome do Pânico. Relutei pra não tomar remedio, mas qdo as crises, medos passam por vc, é inevitavél, Cheguei ao ponto de não sair mais de casa sozinha, ainda tenho medo, sou mega hipocondriaca, se vc disser q ta com a unha encravada, é capaz de te levar pra UTI srsrsrs.&lt;br /&gt;Claro q no meu flog tento mostrar o menos possivel da minha vida pessoal, pq gente ruim q deseja seu mal, te ver ferrar ou sofrer, é mta, não to exagerando não, falo por expêriencia própria, pq pessoas q menos imaginava me ferrou legal, magoou e fala mal de mim até hj, mas dane-se, o q importa é em melhorar logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vale lembrar sindrome do pânico não é um doença psiquiatrica, o q leva a pessoa sofrer desse mal, são as perdas pessoais, cobrança, pressão nos empregos, as condições em q todos passam  e por ai vai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sei q vo melhorar, só keria um pouco mais de respeito das pessoas, parem de nos chamar de loucos,que isso é frescura, só quem passa sabe o q sente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desculpem o desabafo, as vezes o q keremos é um ombro amigo, apenas isso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alêeee, qtas saudades suas (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-6815027726780335275?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-pq.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-2451980870925662613</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Jun 2009 19:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-21T16:14:04.478-03:00</atom:updated><title>Retorno?</title><description>A preguiça fala mais alto, mas nao tenho novidades, fazer o q né?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-2451980870925662613?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/retorno_21.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-6229455658615624681</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Jun 2009 19:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-21T16:11:38.309-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>blog eskecido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-6229455658615624681?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-eskecido.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-6400549854038134448</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2009 04:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-31T02:00:54.826-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Genteeee, me ajude a deixar esse blog "fehado" restrito a somente as pessoas q eu kero !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguma Luz?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-6400549854038134448?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/genteeee-me-ajude-deixar-esse-blog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-536359089892684911</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 02:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-26T23:53:57.967-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Eu, to cansada de tudo, qdo eu digo é de tudo mesmo !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-536359089892684911?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/eu-to-cansada-de-tudo-qdo-eu-digo-e-de.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-1961686573437179962</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Mar 2009 06:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-14T03:11:45.103-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Já disse q odeio pessoas melosas? &lt;br /&gt;pq isso q gostamos dos malvados hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-1961686573437179962?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/ja-disse-q-odeio-pessoas-melosas-pq.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-864481050172637326</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 19:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-11T17:00:02.233-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Love is blind, as far as the eye can see,&lt;br /&gt;deep and meaningless, words to me.&lt;br /&gt;Easy lover, I need a friend,&lt;br /&gt;Road to nowhere, twist and turns but will this never end.&lt;br /&gt;Well my dear you'll know that he pleases me,(Pleases me)&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes illusion ain't no revolution, That ain't no release for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much of something is bad enough,&lt;br /&gt;But something coming over me to make me wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Too much of nothing is just as tough,&lt;br /&gt;I need to know the way to feel to keep me satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unwrap yourself from around my finger,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me too tight or left to linger.&lt;br /&gt;Something fine built to last,&lt;br /&gt;Slipped up there I guess we're running out of time too fast.&lt;br /&gt;Yes my dear you know he soothes me, (Moves me)&lt;br /&gt;There's no complication was no explanation, It's just a groove in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much of something is bad enought,(Bad enough)&lt;br /&gt;But something coming over me to make me wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Too much of nothing is just as tough,(Just as tough)&lt;br /&gt;I need to know the way to feel to keep me satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What part of no don't you understand, (Understand, Understand)&lt;br /&gt;I want a man not a boy who thinks he can, boy who thinks he can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much of something is bad enough,&lt;br /&gt;But something coming over me to make me wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Too much of nothing is just as tough,&lt;br /&gt;I need to know the way to feel to keep me satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;Too much of something is bad enought,(Bad enough)&lt;br /&gt;But something coming over me to make me wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Too much of nothing is just as tough,(Just as tough)&lt;br /&gt;I need to know the way to feel to keep me satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too Much of nothing so why don't we give it a try,&lt;br /&gt;Too much of something we're gonna be living a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-864481050172637326?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-is-blind-as-far-as-eye-can-see.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-1716761975152157358</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2009 04:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-10T01:10:20.431-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>pq tudo junto é separado &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;separado é tudo junto????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; =)))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-1716761975152157358?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/pq-tudo-junto-e-separado-e-separado-e.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-3258869409814642450</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2009 05:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-06T02:28:25.742-03:00</atom:updated><title>Mais um</title><description>Show perdido !&lt;br /&gt;ódio, agora sabe-se la  Deus qdo farão outro show. Qeum sabe daki a 10 anos de novo quem nem o Kiss, todo velhos, barrigudos e morrendo de cirrose hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kZUawi-759s&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kZUawi-759s&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-3258869409814642450?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/mis-um.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-3796235365830906513</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 05:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-05T02:16:57.642-03:00</atom:updated><title>=/</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hfOYufGFiZg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hfOYufGFiZg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-3796235365830906513?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-2526226717808455595</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 23:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-03T20:08:45.807-03:00</atom:updated><title>Purify</title><description>See the structure of my pride&lt;br /&gt;wasn't easy to build it away from this&lt;br /&gt;I never walked away from you&lt;br /&gt;I never walked alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incrivel q mesmo eu nao dizendo nada do que ta passando comigo aki e no flog as pessoas sacam, pq hein?? que medo hehehe&lt;br /&gt;sem brincadeira, umas 8 pessoas dizendo q to diferente, estranha, se to bem &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pior q eu nao to, ou to vendo coisa demais e acabo ficando triste&lt;br /&gt;pqp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-2526226717808455595?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/purify.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-8536803041648687627</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 21:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-02T18:36:11.030-03:00</atom:updated><title>Enjoy the silence</title><description>As vezes o q a gente quer nao acontece, ou nao é a hora certa sei la&lt;br /&gt;Tem mta gente me criticando, mas queria q estivesse no meu lugar antes de julgar !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logo logo esse blog sera fechado só pros meus amigos, portanto, enjoy !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-8536803041648687627?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/enjoy-silence.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-3984279608230739942</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 2009 20:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-26T17:17:13.544-03:00</atom:updated><title>Parte 2</title><description>Aliás, qdo eu tinha duvida em vários setores, tudo dava errado, mesmo, mas desde essa semana, passei a ter certeza das coisas q quero e td ta fluindo bem, claro aos poucos, mas é nas pequenas coisas q está a graça ! Tenho fé q vai dar tudo certo na escolha q fiz. Qdo acontecer, falo aki no blog ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fé meu povo, move mtas montanhas ! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-3984279608230739942?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/parte-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-357883282679043114</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 2009 20:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-26T17:14:18.630-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Essa semana foi um porre pra mim,problemas em casa, no serviço, bom todo mundo passa por isso né, mas me chateei com mta coisa ao ponto de querer me isolar, e eu nao sou assim, não mesmo, seja o q for sempre tô de cabeça erguida, mas ninguem é de ferro !&lt;br /&gt;Vai passar=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-357883282679043114?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/essa-semana-foi-um-porre-pra.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-4811066960568778502</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 04:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-20T01:49:50.664-03:00</atom:updated><title>=)</title><description>Não sei se vc's acreditam em signos, mas eu basicamente só acredito qdo a previsão bate com alguns acontecimentos pessoais.&lt;br /&gt;Graças a Deus as coisas ruins estão saindo de minha vida e boas que vao permanecer por MTO tempo no meu cotidiano e vida ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Uma nova filosofia de vida, um novo caminho se abre diante de você. Possibilidades amorosas verdadeiras, vitória depois de muita luta, reconhecimento. Você merece touro, afinal você carrega em si a determinação, a obstinação e a necessidade de realização. Apesar de muita gente temer o futuro neste momento, pensamentos negativos nem passam por sua cabeça. "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ter pensamentos positivos é como lavar a alma ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-4811066960568778502?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-5978992658637289049</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 05:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-14T03:37:59.385-02:00</atom:updated><title>Depois de esperar por 10 anos !</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtQah0oIgE/SZZYpqIJg6I/AAAAAAAAAP0/uPtqyAYwGgc/s1600-h/Kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtQah0oIgE/SZZYpqIJg6I/AAAAAAAAAP0/uPtqyAYwGgc/s400/Kiss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302523083981685666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu vo no show do KISS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-5978992658637289049?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/depois-de-esperar-por-10-anos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtQah0oIgE/SZZYpqIJg6I/AAAAAAAAAP0/uPtqyAYwGgc/s72-c/Kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-2493359840859600571</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 20:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-11T18:49:37.279-02:00</atom:updated><title>Tédio</title><description>Calor infernal ,sono atrasado, tento dormir, mas a merda do filho do vizinho ta jogando basquete, fazendo com q o barulho me dê dor de cabeça ! Sem saco, sem animo !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xô zicaaaaa !!! Pula em outro, mas não em mim !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-2493359840859600571?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/tedio.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-4851505669531811136</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 23:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-29T21:01:15.772-02:00</atom:updated><title>Haunting me again</title><description>I will never ever be healed, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so terrible inside. So weak. So ridiculously weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panic Disorder (Panic Attack)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panic disorder is diagnosed in people who experience SPONTANEOUS, seemingly out-of-the-blue panic attacks and are preoccupied with the fear of a recurring attack. Panic attacks occur UNEXPECTEDLY, sometimes even during sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A panic attack is defined as the abrupt onset of intense fear that reaches a peak within a few minutes and includes at least four of the following symptoms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* a feeling of imminent danger or doom&lt;br /&gt;* the need to escape&lt;br /&gt;* heart palpitations&lt;br /&gt;* sweating&lt;br /&gt;* trembling&lt;br /&gt;* shortness of breath or a smothering feeling&lt;br /&gt;* a feeling of choking&lt;br /&gt;* chest pain or discomfort&lt;br /&gt;* nausea or abdominal discomfort&lt;br /&gt;* dizziness or lightheadedness&lt;br /&gt;* a sense of things being unreal, depersonalization&lt;br /&gt;* a fear of losing control or "going crazy"&lt;br /&gt;* a fear of dying&lt;br /&gt;* tingling sensation&lt;br /&gt;* chills or heat flush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panic disorder typically develops in early adulthood. It is three times more common in women than in men. Many people don't know that their disorder is real and highly responsive to treatment. Some are afraid or embarrassed to tell anyone, including their doctors and loved ones, about what they experience for fear of being considered a hypochondriac. Instead they suffer in silence, distancing themselves from friends, family, and others who could be helpful or supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disorder often occurs with other mental and physical disorders, including other anxiety disorders, DEPRESSION, irritable bowel syndrome, asthma, or substance abuse. This may complicate of getting a correct diagnosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: http://www.adaa.org/GettingHelp/AnxietyDisorders/Panicattack.asp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-4851505669531811136?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/haunting-me-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-5024556407165862889</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 23:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-28T21:29:17.343-02:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Ainda bem q ninguem lê aki ahuauauauha, posso xingar, detonar  huhuhuh !&lt;br /&gt;Mas nao agora, pq tenho inumeras coisas a fazer, como arrumar meu cafofo ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-5024556407165862889?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/ainda-bem-q-ninguem-le-aki-ahuauauauha.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-847781643995279005</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 23:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-21T21:47:14.794-02:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Tomara q as coisas melhorem no decorrer do ano pq, já começou uma merda !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-847781643995279005?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/tomara-q-as-coisas-melhorem-no-decorrer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825521593973605734.post-8121273065449237484</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 02:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-20T00:28:50.904-02:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Hj foi um dia mto triste pra mim , na verdade pra todos q trampam comigo&lt;br /&gt;Meu supervisor foi mandado embora, foi uma choradeira nao somente com a equipe dele, mas com todos q trabalham ao nosso redor.&lt;br /&gt;Ele é o super mais gay do mundo, mas mto macho na hora de nos defender, foi nessas q ele acabou demitido ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;Além dele, mais 2 supervisoras q nos auxiliaram no inicio tbm foram =(&lt;br /&gt;Inferno de lugar akele, e nós como operadores, não somos respeitados !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saco de vida !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825521593973605734-8121273065449237484?l=destroyergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://destroyergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/hj-foi-um-dia-mto-triste-pra-mim-na.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Déia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>