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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>não me amole(ça)</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @yogratis)</generator><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>mrdiv:

cycloid
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6qyybDaS11qzw1qyo1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://mrdiv.tumblr.com/post/26634486527/cycloid"&gt;mrdiv&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;cycloid&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/28167218020</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/28167218020</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jul 2012 21:56:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>(via architecturebuckminsterfuller)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7ul2dkN8z1qcs874o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;(via architecturebuckminsterfuller)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/28166753793</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/28166753793</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jul 2012 21:49:25 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m77gouNMTH1qcs874o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/27259010917</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/27259010917</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jul 2012 10:10:06 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Há momentos em que nem mesmo falar a mesma língua, compartilhar...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6vb35wa6F1qcs874o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Há momentos em que nem mesmo falar a mesma língua, compartilhar símbolos e estar envolvido pela mesma constelação de possibilidades é suficiente para que a comunicação se faça. Claro que compreender ao outro transcende a linguagem e o simbolismo, extrapola mesmo ao outro - além de nunca poder ser pleno porque sempre se olha a partir de referências próprias. Mas há momentos em que o que se vê e ouve e sente é vazio. Isso acontece quando não há correspondência, ou quando ela acaba.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26796838813</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26796838813</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2012 20:37:53 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6mjf72pB51qe31lco1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26638365652</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26638365652</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jul 2012 13:35:13 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>you fall in love with people’s minds</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6kfyt0eW91qcs874o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;you fall in love with people’s minds&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26397037860</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26397037860</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2012 23:49:41 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>mondotopless:

Donna Marlowe
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5k8gfX6g41qf1525o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://mondotopless.tumblr.com/post/25391091725/donna-marlowe"&gt;mondotopless&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Donna Marlowe&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26379544395</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26379544395</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2012 19:29:33 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>mondotopless:

Birgitta Johansson
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5k7ywgPIj1qf1525o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://mondotopless.tumblr.com/post/26304686646/birgitta-johansson"&gt;mondotopless&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Birgitta Johansson&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26379190425</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26379190425</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2012 19:24:14 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6jwvoFuoD1qg1up1o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26379073741</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26379073741</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2012 19:22:28 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>pussylequeer:

Emily Ratajkowski: Leave Forget Rewind - Joey...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6gx1s4Fpu1qgquvwo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://pussylequeer.tumblr.com/post/26377726938"&gt;pussylequeer&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Emily Ratajkowski: &lt;em&gt;Leave Forget Rewind&lt;/em&gt; - Joey Magazine by Karl Rothenberger, Summer 2012&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26378826516</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26378826516</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2012 19:18:43 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Ryan McGinley</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6jdcyzpzC1qcs874o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ryan McGinley&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26345006682</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26345006682</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2012 09:55:46 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>dance me to the end of love</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6idr1IpOo1qcs874o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;dance me to the end of love&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26312411942</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26312411942</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2012 21:06:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6hvdsJAOc1qcs874o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26287890516</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/26287890516</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2012 14:29:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"que viva e morta tua pele seja rosas"</title><description>“que viva e morta tua pele seja rosas”</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/10852082860</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/10852082860</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Sep 2011 13:19:11 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>There are no borders</title><description>&lt;a href="http://9gag.com/gag/291617?ref=fb-share"&gt;There are no borders&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/10751789158</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/10751789158</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2011 21:55:13 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>No sonrías, bastante falsa es la peluca.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpxmtuc1i81qcs874o1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;No sonrías, bastante falsa es la peluca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/8916437446</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/8916437446</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Aug 2011 15:15:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Hey, pretty girl, time to wake up. 
Mulholland Dr.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm10cdq68y1qcs874o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hey, pretty girl, time to wake up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Mulholland Dr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/6011936796</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/6011936796</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 May 2011 16:45:49 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title> It was bad, Mama. They laughed at me. </title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll0itdyP681qcs874o1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; It was bad, Mama. They laughed at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/5382407074</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/5382407074</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2011 23:53:38 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk9qi7Xp6u1qcs874o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won’t know for twenty years. And you may never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there is: it’s what you create. And even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are only here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but it doesn’t really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope that something good will come along. Something to make you feel connected, something to make you feel whole, something to make you feel loved. And the truth is I feel so angry, and the truth is I feel so fucking sad, and the truth is I’ve felt so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long I’ve been pretending I’m OK, just to get along, just for, I don’t know why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they have their own. Well, fuck everybody. Amen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Synecdoche, New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/4959055752</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/4959055752</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2011 12:44:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Sei lá, a tua ausência me causou o caos
No breu de hoje, sinto que 
o tempo da cura tornou a..."</title><description>“Sei lá, a tua ausência me causou o caos&lt;br/&gt;
No breu de hoje, sinto que &lt;br/&gt;
o tempo da cura tornou a tristeza normal”</description><link>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/4661086104</link><guid>http://yogratis.tumblr.com/post/4661086104</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Apr 2011 11:35:59 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
