<?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-1800395188129032933</id><updated>2011-12-03T10:04:22.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nαтαηϟ</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srburns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1800395188129032933/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srburns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sr.Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634954467365560692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Van3N71XtU/TWlf35izKlI/AAAAAAAAABs/YfOyhXGmaYI/s220/nova.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1800395188129032933.post-8783095054805360271</id><published>2011-03-04T15:12:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T09:18:35.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1800395188129032933-8783095054805360271?l=srburns.blogspot.com' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Van3N71XtU/TWlf35izKlI/AAAAAAAAABs/YfOyhXGmaYI/s220/nova.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1800395188129032933.post-3341554473925784156</id><published>2011-02-26T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T08:06:49.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;O'que eu poço falar dos amigos o que eles servem, companheiros sempre por perto amizade é tudo que poderia dizer a amizade poderia mudar para algo como namoro ou algo mais amigos poderiam falar a verdade sobre as pessoas sem o(a) magoar como seria a vida sem os amigos um tédio um saco um lixo mais a amizade não é tudo que se pode dizer ou poderia descrever amigos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amigos poderiam ser namorados algum dia perder a amizade por causa de algo o que é uma aventura sem amigos, amigos pode ser o que for mais sem eles nos não é nada.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como eu tenho muitos amigos coloca muitos nisso amigos que poderiam acabar com alguma coisa ou arrumar alguma coisa poderiam namorar pelas costas de um amigo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Melhor amigo o que poderiamos descrever poça saber qualquer segredo conversa sobre meninas falar mal dos outros o que é melhor amigo aquele que poderia te trair algum dia com a namorada do seu melhor amigo, melhor amigo sem ele num poderia tem segredos ou discuções ou traições.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Namorada o que seria uma namorada melhor que um amigo, poderia ser mais que uma melhor amiga&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;o que realmente seria uma namorada.Continuação...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;aquela que ama você do jeito que é ou a namorada só vai pela beleza e não pela personalidade namorada poderia ser tudo que se pensa ela poderia trair você &amp;nbsp;com seu melhor amigo ou com alguém melhor que você mais também tem bons momentos com a sua namorada como sair pro shopping assistir um cinema passar bons momentos no parque fazer um piquinique ia ser bom mais também teria maus momentos como ela termina com você pra poder namorar com seu amigo será que namorada ia ser boa coisa ou só uma pagina na sua vida num sei mais você poderia falar o que ela poderia ser.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Namorada o que poderia ser descrevido sobre ela não sei.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Então essas são as paginas de como é um amigo, melhor amigo, e namorada.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1800395188129032933-3341554473925784156?l=srburns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srburns.blogspot.com/feeds/3341554473925784156/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://srburns.blogspot.com/2011/02/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1800395188129032933/posts/default/3341554473925784156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1800395188129032933/posts/default/3341554473925784156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srburns.blogspot.com/2011/02/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Sr.Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634954467365560692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Van3N71XtU/TWlf35izKlI/AAAAAAAAABs/YfOyhXGmaYI/s220/nova.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1800395188129032933.post-3031539263612435977</id><published>2011-02-26T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T16:21:08.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Como ouvese o amor sem a traição. Como existiria a vida sem ter a morte.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gostariamos de morrer por algo e viver por outro tem. duvidas do que fazer por mim faria uma de cada vez mais nao tente arriascar se não poderia custar sua vida ;D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amanha mais frases ok &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1800395188129032933-3031539263612435977?l=srburns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srburns.blogspot.com/feeds/3031539263612435977/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://srburns.blogspot.com/2011/02/como-ouvese-o-amor-sem-traicao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1800395188129032933/posts/default/3031539263612435977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1800395188129032933/posts/default/3031539263612435977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srburns.blogspot.com/2011/02/como-ouvese-o-amor-sem-traicao.html' title=''/><author><name>Sr.Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634954467365560692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Van3N71XtU/TWlf35izKlI/AAAAAAAAABs/YfOyhXGmaYI/s220/nova.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1800395188129032933.post-8848254062015222722</id><published>2011-02-26T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T12:30:48.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida amorosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-YnbCtgTSiIQ/TWliG-cBEMI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2uKIKTiSfs/s1600/jenny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-YnbCtgTSiIQ/TWliG-cBEMI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2uKIKTiSfs/s320/jenny.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3u5ZMZt0DZ4/TWliQMTGlWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/rNNBBaG1J6Q/s1600/nova.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3u5ZMZt0DZ4/TWliQMTGlWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/rNNBBaG1J6Q/s320/nova.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Jenny &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Natan&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; sera que combinam ou so uma ilusão?&lt;br /&gt;Gosto tanto dessa menina linda mais acho que ela só gosta de eu como amigo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1800395188129032933-8848254062015222722?l=srburns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srburns.blogspot.com/feeds/8848254062015222722/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://srburns.blogspot.com/2011/02/vida-amorosa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1800395188129032933/posts/default/8848254062015222722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1800395188129032933/posts/default/8848254062015222722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srburns.blogspot.com/2011/02/vida-amorosa.html' title='Vida amorosa'/><author><name>Sr.Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634954467365560692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Van3N71XtU/TWlf35izKlI/AAAAAAAAABs/YfOyhXGmaYI/s220/nova.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-YnbCtgTSiIQ/TWliG-cBEMI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2uKIKTiSfs/s72-c/jenny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1800395188129032933.post-3545548338745284938</id><published>2011-02-26T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T12:05:37.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atualizações de vida e outros mais</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu sou o Natan vou contar um pouco de minha vida para vocês e tudo mais..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tenho 13 anos faço aniversario dia 03/08/1997.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Estudo no brigadeiro Haroldo Veloso 7°serie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;minha vida amorosa é uma bosta por causa que niguem me ama com eu a amo tendeu e amanha eu conto mais ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1800395188129032933-3545548338745284938?l=srburns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srburns.blogspot.com/feeds/3545548338745284938/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://srburns.blogspot.com/2011/02/atualizacoes-de-vida-e-outros-mais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1800395188129032933/posts/default/3545548338745284938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1800395188129032933/posts/default/3545548338745284938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srburns.blogspot.com/2011/02/atualizacoes-de-vida-e-outros-mais.html' title='Atualizações de vida e outros mais'/><author><name>Sr.Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634954467365560692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Van3N71XtU/TWlf35izKlI/AAAAAAAAABs/YfOyhXGmaYI/s220/nova.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
