<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916582526322979199</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:01:18.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CATARSE anacrônica</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catarseanna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916582526322979199/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catarseanna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anna Sarracena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14902119281926635958</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916582526322979199.post-8768893963885410663</id><published>2009-02-07T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:29:14.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Epifania?&lt;br /&gt;Catarse?&lt;br /&gt;Os vincos,as atitude dizem algo que eu não queria dizer.&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo de uma forma distorcida e insana&lt;br /&gt;Gostaria de ser tragada por você,mas tudo o que lhe apetece é demasiado visceral para eu ser capaz de satisfazer.&lt;br /&gt;Choro em gritos lancinantes,você não vê-você fumava seu cigarro e questionava sobre entorpecentes.Mais uma menina lindinha e carente a procura do amor de sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;A verdade escoriou-me a alma-obrigado?&lt;br /&gt;Eu fui prostituta quando sorri,quando ri e quando troquei idéias.No fundo,talvez essa seja minha única utilidade-a garota do entretenimento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu ouço barulho que não existem.Minha cabeça tenta compensar-se de qualquer forma.Não dá.Grito o grito mudo que deforma a face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foda-se  o corpo.O que ele “realmente” me conferiu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6916582526322979199-8768893963885410663?l=catarseanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catarseanna.blogspot.com/feeds/8768893963885410663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catarseanna.blogspot.com/2009/02/epifania-catarse-os-vincosas-atitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916582526322979199/posts/default/8768893963885410663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916582526322979199/posts/default/8768893963885410663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catarseanna.blogspot.com/2009/02/epifania-catarse-os-vincosas-atitude.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Sarracena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14902119281926635958</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></feed>
