𝙽𝚘𝚜 𝚟𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚛𝚍𝚘𝚛, 𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚎𝚖 𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚜, 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝ó𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚊. 𝙴𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎 á𝚛𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗á𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚜, 𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚊-𝚜𝚎 𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚜, 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚊 𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚣, 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚍𝚊 à 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚜. 𝙽𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊çã𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚊, 𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊, 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚊 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎, 𝚞𝚖 𝚓𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖 𝚘𝚛𝚌 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎 𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜.

𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚜. 𝚂𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊çã𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚕é𝚖 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜, 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝ó𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚎 𝚞𝚖 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚣𝚊. 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚘, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒çã𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚘.

𝙽𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚑ã 𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚎𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚊ç𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚣𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎. 𝙴𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊, 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚝ã𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚊. 𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚎𝚕𝚏𝚊, 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚘𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕 𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚣𝚞𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚜 á𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚖 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚘.

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞:

𝑸𝒖𝒆𝒎 é 𝒗𝒐𝒄ê 𝒆𝒍𝒇𝒂?

💭 - Mɪɴʜᴀ ᴠᴏᴢ ᴇsᴛᴀᴠᴀ ʀᴏᴜᴄᴀ ᴇ ᴇᴄᴏᴀᴠᴀ ᴇɴᴛʀᴇ ᴀs ᴀ́ʀᴠᴏʀᴇs.💭

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

💭 - Oʟʜᴇɪ ᴘᴀʀᴀ Dʀᴀᴋᴇ, ᴇ ᴏs sᴇᴜs ᴏʟʜᴏs ᴇsᴛᴀᴠᴀᴍ ʙʀɪʟʜᴀɴᴅᴏ ᴄᴏᴍ ᴜᴍᴀ ɢʀᴀɴᴅᴇ ᴄᴜʀɪᴏsɪᴅᴀᴅᴇ ᴘᴏʀᴇ́ᴍ ᴄᴀᴜᴛᴇʟᴏsᴏ.💭

𝑴𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒐 𝑳𝒚𝒓𝒂, 𝒔𝒐𝒖 𝒖𝒎𝒂 𝒗𝒊𝒂𝒋𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒎 𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒄𝒂 𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔 𝒆 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒔.

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

💭 - Sᴇɴᴛɪ ᴏ ᴍᴇᴜ ᴄᴏʀᴀᴄ̧ᴀ̃ᴏ ᴀᴄᴇʟᴇʀᴀʀ ᴇ ɴᴀ̃ᴏ sᴇɪ ᴘᴏʀ ǫᴜᴇ ᴇᴜ ᴇsᴛᴀᴠᴀ ᴀssɪᴍ ᴄᴏᴍ ᴀ ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴄ̧ᴀ ᴅᴇ ᴜᴍᴀ sɪᴍᴘʟᴇs ᴇʟғᴀ.💭

𝑴𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒐 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆. 𝑵𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒂 𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒉𝒂 𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒍𝒈𝒖é𝒎 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒐 𝒗𝒐𝒄ê 𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒔.

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

💭 - Sᴏʀʀɪ, ᴅᴇ ᴜᴍ ᴊᴇɪᴛᴏ sᴜᴀᴠᴇ ᴇ ᴅᴏᴄᴇ ǫᴜᴇ ᴅᴇɪxᴏᴜ ᴏ ᴏʀᴄ ɪᴍᴘʀᴇssɪᴏɴᴀᴅᴏ.💭

𝑬 𝒆𝒖 𝒏𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒊 𝒖𝒎 𝒐𝒓𝒄 𝒕ã𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒄í𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒐.

À 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖, 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒çõ𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜, 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚡ã𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚞. 𝙴 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘, 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚕é𝚖 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚖. 𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜, 𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚅𝚒𝚟ê𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕 𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎.

𝙽𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘, 𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜. 𝙴𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 à 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚜, 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚖 𝚐𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚜, 𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚏𝚎 𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚘.

𝐀𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐫

𝐎 𝐪𝐮𝐞 é 𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐨?

💭 - Rᴜɢɪ, ᴏs ᴍᴇᴜs ᴏʟʜᴏs ᴇsᴛᴀᴠᴀᴍ ғʟᴀᴍᴇᴊᴀɴᴅᴏ ᴅᴇ ʀᴀɪᴠᴀ ᴀᴏ ᴠᴇʀ Dʀᴀᴋᴇ ᴀᴏ ʟᴀᴅᴏ ᴅᴇ ᴜᴍᴀ ᴇʟғᴀ.💭

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

💭 - Tᴇɴᴛᴇɪ ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄᴀʀ, ᴍᴀs ᴀs ᴘᴀʟᴀᴠʀᴀs ғᴜɢɪʀᴀᴍ ᴅᴀ ᴍɪɴʜᴀ ʙᴏᴄᴀ ᴅɪᴀɴᴛᴇ ᴅᴀ ғᴜ́ʀɪᴀ ǫᴜᴇ ᴇsᴛᴀᴠᴀ ɴᴏs ᴏʟʜᴏs ᴅᴏ ᴍᴇᴜ ᴘᴀɪ.💭

𝑷𝒂𝒊, 𝒆𝒍𝒂 𝒏ã𝒐 é 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒐 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕ó𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒎. 𝑳𝒚𝒓𝒂 é 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆, 𝒆𝒍𝒂 𝒎𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆.

𝐀𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐫

💭 - Oʟʜᴇɪ ᴘᴀʀᴀ Lʏʀᴀ ᴄᴏᴍ ᴅᴇsᴄᴏɴғɪᴀɴᴄ̧ᴀ, ᴍᴀs ᴀʟɢᴏ ᴇᴍ sᴇᴜs ᴏʟʜᴏs ᴍᴇ ғᴇᴢ ʜᴇsɪᴛᴀʀ.💭

𝑽𝒐𝒄ê 𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒓 𝒖𝒎𝒂 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒂 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒂? 𝑰𝒔𝒔𝒐 é 𝒖𝒎𝒂 𝒂𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂 à 𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊çã𝒐!

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

💭 - Eʀɢᴜɪ ᴏ ǫᴜᴇɪxᴏ ᴄᴏᴍ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴀᴄ̧ᴀ̃ᴏ.💭

𝑬𝒖 𝒏ã𝒐 𝒗𝒊𝒎 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒐 𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒂, 𝒎𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒐 𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒂. 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒆 𝒆𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒖𝒎 𝒗í𝒏𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒐 𝒅𝒆 𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒛𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏ç𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒗𝒐𝒔.

𝐀𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐫

💭 - Oʟʜᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴀ ᴏ ᴍᴇᴜ ғɪʟʜᴏ ᴇ ᴠᴇᴊᴏ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴀᴄ̧ᴀ̃ᴏ ᴇᴍ sᴇᴜs ᴏʟʜᴏs. Pᴏʀ ᴜᴍ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛᴏ, ᴏ ᴍᴇᴜ ᴄᴏʀᴀᴄ̧ᴀ̃ᴏ ᴇɴᴅᴜʀᴇᴄɪᴅᴏ ᴀᴍᴏʟᴇᴄᴇᴜ.💭

𝑺𝒆 é 𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒄ê 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒋𝒂, 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆, 𝒆𝒏𝒕ã𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒋𝒂. 𝑴𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒓𝒆-𝒔𝒆, 𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒒𝒖ê𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒊𝒓ã𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒃𝒓𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒄ê.

𝙲𝚘𝚖 𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊çã𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚘, 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚜, 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚖 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚘. 𝙰𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖, 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜, 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊.

𝙴 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎ç𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚓𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊, 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝ó𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚜. 𝙴𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚒𝚘 à𝚜 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖, 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚗ã𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚜, 𝚗𝚎𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚜.

𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚘𝚜𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚕é𝚖 𝚍𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚜. 𝙾 𝚜𝚘𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚒𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 à 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎. 𝙰𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚣𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚜, 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚊 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊çã𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊 𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚑ã.

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝒗𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔?

💭 - Pᴇʀɢᴜɴᴛᴇɪ, ᴏʟʜᴀɴᴅᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴀ Lʏʀᴀ ᴄᴏᴍ ᴄᴜʀɪᴏsɪᴅᴀᴅᴇ.💭

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

💭 -******Sᴏʀʀɪ\, ᴇɴǫᴜᴀɴᴛᴏ ᴏs ᴍᴇᴜs ᴏʟʜᴏs ʙʀɪʟʜᴀᴠᴀᴍ ᴄᴏᴍ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴀᴄ̧ᴀ̃ᴏ.*****💭**

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝒐 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒓. 𝑽𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒅𝒂 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆 𝒗𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒐, 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔, 𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒛 𝒂𝒕é 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒎 𝒔𝒂𝒃í𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒕í𝒏𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔***.

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

💭 - ******Sᴇɴᴛɪ ᴜᴍᴀ ᴏɴᴅᴀ ᴅᴇ ᴇᴍᴏᴄ̧ᴏ̃ᴇs ᴘᴇʀᴄᴏʀʀᴇʀ ᴏ ᴍᴇᴜ ᴄᴏʀᴘᴏ. Pᴇʟᴀ ᴘʀɪᴍᴇɪʀᴀ ᴠᴇᴢ ɴᴀ ᴍɪɴʜᴀ ᴠɪᴅᴀ\, ᴇsᴛᴏᴜ ᴍᴇ sᴇɴᴛɪɴᴅᴏ ᴠᴇʀᴅᴀᴅᴇɪʀᴀᴍᴇɴᴛᴇ ᴠɪᴠᴏ\, ᴄᴏᴍᴏ sᴇ ᴇᴜ ᴇsᴛɪᴠᴇssᴇ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴᴀᴅᴏ ᴀ ᴀʟɢᴏ ᴍᴀɪᴏʀ ᴅᴏ ǫᴜᴇ ᴀ ᴠɪᴅᴀ ǫᴜᴇ ᴄᴏɴʜᴇᴄɪᴀ ɴᴀ ᴠɪᴅᴀ ᴅᴏs ᴏʀᴄs.*****💭**

𝑬𝒖 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒖 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒐, 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒋𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔***.

𝙾𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚜, 𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚜, 𝚎𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚛𝚍𝚘𝚛. 𝙴𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜, 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚝é 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚒𝚖, 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘-𝚜𝚎 𝚞𝚖 𝚊𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚘, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚜, 𝚕á𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚕ê𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎.

𝙽𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘, 𝚗𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚝ã𝚘 𝚏á𝚌𝚒𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊. 𝙴𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚜, 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚝é 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚜. 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟é𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚘, 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚜ó 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎, 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜.

𝙽𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚘𝚜𝚊, 𝚎𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚋 𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜, 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚖ã𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚞𝚛𝚊.

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

𝑳𝒚𝒓𝒂, 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒅𝒆 𝒐 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒎 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒆 𝒗𝒊 𝒏𝒂𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒂 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒂, 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒄ê 𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒖 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒐. 𝑽𝒐𝒄ê é 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒉𝒂 𝒍𝒖𝒛 𝒏𝒂 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒅ã𝒐, 𝒎𝒆𝒖 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒍é𝒎 𝒅𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒔.

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

💭 -******Sᴏʀʀɪ\, ᴇɴǫᴜᴀɴᴛᴏ ᴏs ʀᴀɪᴏs ᴅᴀ ʟᴜᴀ ᴅᴀɴᴄ̧ᴀᴠᴀᴍ ᴇᴍ ᴍᴇᴜ ʀᴏsᴛᴏ.*****💭**

𝑬 𝒗𝒐𝒄ê, 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆, é 𝒎𝒆𝒖 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒋𝒐𝒔𝒐, 𝒎𝒆𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒂çã𝒐 𝒆𝒎 𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒐 à 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒅𝒆. 𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔, 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒄í𝒗𝒆𝒊𝒔***.

𝙴 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖, 𝚜𝚘𝚋 𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚟ã𝚘, 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚖 𝚊𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎, 𝚗ã𝚘 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎.

𝙴𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚓𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚖 𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊çã𝚘. 𝙴𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜, 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖-𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚖𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 à𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚣𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛â𝚗𝚎𝚘.

𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚑ã 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘, 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜. 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚞 𝚞𝚖 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚣 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕.

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

𝐒𝐞𝐫á 𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐫?

*💭**- Pᴇʀɢᴜɴᴛᴏ\, ᴏ ᴄᴏʀᴀᴄ̧ᴀ̃ᴏ ᴇsᴛᴀᴠᴀ ʙᴀᴛᴇɴᴅᴏ ᴄᴏᴍ ᴜᴍᴀ ᴍɪsᴛᴜʀᴀ ᴅᴇ ᴍᴇᴅᴏ ᴇ ᴇxᴄɪᴛᴀᴄ̧ᴀ̃ᴏ.**💭*

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

*💭**- Oʟʜᴇɪ ᴘᴀʀᴀ ᴇʟᴇ ᴄᴏᴍ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴀᴄ̧ᴀ̃ᴏ.**💭*

𝑺𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕é𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒐, 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒔 𝒂 𝒆𝒏𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒐𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒔 𝒂𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂. 𝑽𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔, 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆, 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒓 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒊𝒔𝒂.

𝙲𝚘𝚖 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚘, 𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘, 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚣𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚜. 𝙾 𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚎 ú𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚘, 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚐𝚘 𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚏𝚘. À 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜, 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 à 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎.

𝙷𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚎𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚜 𝚝ú𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜, 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒ç𝚘𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚖𝚊𝚜. 𝙼𝚊𝚜, 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚝á𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚊, 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊çã𝚘 𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚊 𝚟𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚟𝚊.

𝙵𝚘𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 à 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝â𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊. 𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚘, 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚝𝚛á𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎. 𝙾 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚘 𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚌â𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚊, 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚕í𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚜.

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

𝑰𝒔𝒔𝒐 é 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒓í𝒗𝒆𝒍!

*💭**- Exᴄʟᴀᴍᴇɪ\, ᴏs ᴏʟʜᴏs ʙʀɪʟʜᴀᴍ ᴅᴇ ғᴀsᴄɪɴᴀᴄ̧ᴀ̃ᴏ ᴇɴǫᴜᴀɴᴛᴏ ᴇxᴀᴍɪɴᴀᴠᴀ ᴀʀᴛᴇғᴀᴛᴏs ᴀɴᴛɪɢᴏs.**💭*

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*💭**- Sᴇɴᴛɪ ᴜᴍᴀ sᴇɴsᴀᴄ̧ᴀ̃ᴏ ᴅᴇ ᴀᴅᴍɪʀᴀᴄ̧ᴀ̃ᴏ ᴇ ᴛᴇᴍᴏʀ ᴅɪᴀɴᴛᴇ ᴅᴀ ᴍᴀɢɴɪᴛᴜᴅᴇ ǫᴜᴇ ᴇsᴛᴀᴠᴀ ᴀ ᴛᴇsᴛᴇᴍᴜɴʜᴀʀ.**💭*

𝑬𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒍í𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒎 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒐𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒈𝒐𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒎 𝒆𝒔𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒐𝒔 𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒐 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒐.

𝙴𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚌â𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊, 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚖 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘. 𝙾 𝚌𝚑ã𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎ç𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚋 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚙é𝚜, 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚖.

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

𝑼𝒎 𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒐!

*💭**- Gʀɪᴛᴇɪ\, ᴍɪɴʜᴀ ᴠᴏᴢ ᴇsᴛᴀᴠᴀ sᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴅᴇɴᴅᴏ ɴᴏ ᴇsᴛʀᴏɴᴅᴏ ᴇɴsᴜʀᴅᴇᴄᴇᴅᴏʀ.**💭*

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

*💭**- Aɢᴀʀʀᴇɪ ᴀ ᴍᴀ̃ᴏ ᴅᴇ Dʀᴀᴋᴇ ᴄᴏᴍ ғɪʀᴍᴇᴢᴀ.**💭*

𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒓 𝒖𝒎𝒂 𝒔𝒂í𝒅𝒂 𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒋𝒂 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒔!

𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜, 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚖 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚐𝚊, 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘-𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚊í𝚊𝚖 𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚋 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚙é𝚜. 𝙾 𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚎 𝚙â𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜.

𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚞𝚖a luz fraca 𝚊𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎, 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜í𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚊í𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘. 𝙲𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖 ú𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚏𝚘𝚛ç𝚘, 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎çã𝚘 à 𝚕𝚞𝚣, 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊çõ𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗ç𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚍ã𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚟𝚊.

𝙰𝚘 𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘, 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚣 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘-𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎. 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘, 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚘 𝚊𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚖õ𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊çã𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛.

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

*💭**- Oʟʜᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴀ Lʏʀᴀ\, ᴄᴏᴍ ᴏs ᴏʟʜᴏs ʀᴇғʟᴇᴛɪɴᴅᴏ ᴀ ᴀᴅᴍɪʀᴀᴄ̧ᴀ̃ᴏ ᴇ ᴀ ɢʀᴀᴛɪᴅᴀ̃ᴏ ǫᴜᴇ sɪɴᴛᴏ ᴘᴏʀ ᴇʟᴀ.**💭*

𝑽𝒐𝒄ê é 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒓í𝒗𝒆𝒍, 𝑳𝒚𝒓𝒂. 𝑵𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒂 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒐 𝒂 𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒎 𝒗𝒐𝒄ê 𝒂𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒖 𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒐.

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

*💭**- Sᴏʀʀɪ\, ᴍᴇᴜs ᴏʟʜᴏs ʙʀɪʟʜᴀʀᴀᴍ ᴄᴏᴍ ɢʀᴀᴛɪᴅᴀ̃ᴏ.**💭*

𝑬 𝒗𝒐𝒄ê, 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆, é 𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒋𝒐𝒔𝒐 𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒅𝒐 𝒐𝒓𝒄 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒋á 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒊. 𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔, 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒓á𝒗𝒆𝒊𝒔.

𝙴𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚓𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊çã𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝é𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖. 𝙾 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎ç𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜, 𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚛.

À 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚜, 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖-𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚜. 𝙴𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚛𝚞í𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚜, 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚖í𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚣𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚜.

𝙽𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘, 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚋é𝚖 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊çõ𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊çã𝚘 𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚙𝚛ó𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚜ã𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜. 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜ã𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚌 𝚎 𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚘, 𝚎𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚎 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚊𝚗ç𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚕𝚏𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊çã𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚘𝚛𝚌.

𝙰𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚘𝚜, 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎, 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚊𝚗ç𝚊 𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚘 𝚖ú𝚝𝚞𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖. 𝙴𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚝á𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚘, 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚜, 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚊ç𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚖.

𝙵𝚘𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚋 𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖-𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚣𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚓𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊. 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚊-𝚜𝚎 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚟𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗í𝚌𝚒𝚎, 𝚎𝚗𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚊 𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝é𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚘. 𝚁𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜, 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚖 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚊𝚕é𝚖 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚜.

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

𝑶 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒓, 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆?

*💭**-**Pᴇʀɢᴜɴᴛᴏ, ᴍɪɴʜᴀ ᴠᴏᴢ ᴇsᴛᴀᴠᴀ ᴄᴀʀʀᴇɢᴀᴅᴀ ᴅᴇ ɪɴᴄᴇʀᴛᴇᴢᴀ.**💭*

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

*💭**Oʟʜᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴀ ᴇʟᴀ ᴄᴏᴍ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴀᴄ̧ᴀ̃ᴏ.**💭*

𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒂çã𝒐, 𝑳𝒚𝒓𝒂. 𝑺𝒆 𝒉á 𝒖𝒎𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒅𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒐𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂, 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒔 𝒂 𝒆𝒏𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒐 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔.

𝙲𝚘𝚖 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚘, 𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗í𝚌𝚒𝚎, 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎. 𝚂𝚘𝚋 𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚓𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎çã𝚘 𝚊𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚘, 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎, 𝚎𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜, 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎.

𝙴 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖, 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚓𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗ç𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚛𝚊ç𝚊 𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚕é𝚖 𝚍𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎.

À 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚟𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗í𝚌𝚒𝚎, 𝚘 𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚊. 𝙾 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚜, 𝚎𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚊. 𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚘 𝚙𝚛ó𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚘𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚛.

𝙴𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖, 𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚖ú𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚟𝚊. 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊 𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜ã𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚜, 𝚎𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊-𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘, 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗ç𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 é 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚞𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚗𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚍ã𝚘.

𝙽𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘, 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚒 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚖 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗í𝚌𝚒𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚞𝚖 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚟ã𝚘 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚘. 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜, 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚟𝚊.

𝙳𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚝𝚎, 𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚞 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚞𝚣𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚎𝚗𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚊 𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚍ã𝚘. 𝚂𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚣 𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚕𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚛.

𝐙𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡

𝑸𝒖𝒆𝒎 𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒂 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒃𝒂𝒓 𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒖 𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒐?

💭 - ᴀ ᴍɪɴʜᴀ ᴠᴏᴢ ʀᴇssᴏᴏᴜ, ʀᴇᴠᴇʀʙᴇʀᴀɴᴅᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴏ ᴏ ʀᴜɢɪᴅᴏ ᴅᴇ ᴜᴍ ᴛʀᴏᴠãᴏ ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴛᴇ.💭

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

💭 - ᴇʀɢᴜɪ-ᴍᴇ ᴄᴏᴍ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴀçãᴏ, ᴏ ᴍᴇᴜ ᴄᴏʀᴀçãᴏ ᴇsᴛᴀᴠᴀ ʙᴀᴛᴇɴᴅᴏ ғᴏʀᴛᴇ ᴇᴍ ᴍᴇᴜ ᴘᴇɪᴛᴏ.💭

𝑵ó𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒆 𝑳𝒚𝒓𝒂, 𝒗𝒊𝒂𝒋𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒆𝒎 𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒄𝒂 𝒅𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒆 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒂. 𝑸𝒖𝒆𝒎 é 𝒗𝒐𝒄ê, 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒉𝒐?

💭ᴏ ᴇɴᴄᴀᴘᴜᴢᴀᴅᴏ ɪɴᴄʟɪɴᴏᴜ ᴀ ᴄᴀʙᴇçᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴀ ᴍɪᴍ ᴇᴍ ʀᴇᴄᴏɴʜᴇᴄɪᴍᴇɴᴛᴏ.💭

𝐙𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡

𝑬𝒖 𝒔𝒐𝒖 𝒁𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒉, 𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒊ã𝒐 𝒅𝒐𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒐𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒂. 𝑯á 𝒎𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒐 𝒂𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒐 𝒐 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐𝒔 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒐𝒔, 𝒂𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒔 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂 𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒐𝒔.

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

💭 - ᴇʀɢᴜɪ ᴜᴍᴀ sᴏʙʀᴀɴᴄᴇʟʜᴀ ᴄᴏᴍ ᴄᴜʀɪᴏsɪᴅᴀᴅᴇ.💭

𝑸𝒖𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂 é 𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂? 𝑬 𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒏ó𝒔 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒂 𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒎 𝒆𝒍𝒂?

𝐙𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡

💭 - ᴇsᴛᴇɴᴅɪ ᴀ ᴍãᴏ, ʀᴇᴠᴇʟᴀɴᴅᴏ ᴜᴍ ᴀɴᴛɪɢᴏ ᴘᴇʀɢᴀᴍɪɴʜᴏ ᴀᴅᴏʀɴᴀᴅᴏ ᴄᴏᴍ síᴍʙᴏʟᴏs ᴀɴᴄᴇsᴛʀᴀɪs.💭

𝑨 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒂 𝒅𝒆 𝒖𝒎𝒂 𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒔, 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓ç𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒐𝒔 𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒂ç𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒊𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒐. 𝑴𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒃é𝒎 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒂 𝒅𝒆 𝒖𝒎𝒂 𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒏ç𝒂, 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒅𝒂 𝒏𝒂 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂 𝒅𝒐𝒔 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒐𝒔, 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒓ã𝒐 𝒂 𝒍𝒖𝒛 𝒅𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒕𝒂 à 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒅ã𝒐.

𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚘. 𝙴𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜, 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚛𝚍𝚘𝚛.

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

𝑴𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒐 𝒑𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒄𝒖𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒓 𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂?

💭 - ᴘᴇʀɢᴜɴᴛᴏ, ᴄᴏᴍ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴀçãᴏ.💭

𝐙𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡

𝑽𝒐𝒄ê𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒎 𝒔𝒆𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒓 𝒐𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒊𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒓ã𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒔 𝒂 𝒗𝒐𝒄ê𝒔, 𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒔 𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒐𝒔 𝒂𝒍é𝒎 𝒅𝒂 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂çã𝒐. 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔, 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒅𝒐𝒔 𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒐 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒐𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒆, 𝒑𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒓ã𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕é𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒂𝒎 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂.

𝙲𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚎, 𝚉𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚞 𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚝𝚎, 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛. 𝙴𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜, 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜ã𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗ç𝚊 à𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚗𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚍ã𝚘.

𝙳𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚘, 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚘 𝚊𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚘, 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚊𝚛ã𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚓𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊. 𝙰 𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚘, 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊çõ𝚎𝚜, 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚟í𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚘 𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘-𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚛.

𝙴𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚖 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚣 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚓𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎, 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚖, 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚝á𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎.

𝙴𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗í𝚌𝚒𝚎, 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚜. 𝙰 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜, 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘-𝚘𝚜 𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚖 𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊çã𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜.

𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖, 𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚉𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎ç𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜. 𝙴𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚖 𝚛𝚞í𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚜, 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊çõ𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚛õ𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜, 𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚣𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝á-𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎çã𝚘 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊.

𝙲𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚜ã𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜. 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚘, 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛ç𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚎 𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊çã𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖.

𝙽𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘, à 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚕í𝚖𝚊𝚡 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚓𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚋é𝚖 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒çã𝚘. 𝙵𝚘𝚛ç𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚜, 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚊çã𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜, 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚒á-𝚕𝚘𝚜, 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚖 𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚒ê𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊.

𝙴𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚘𝚜𝚊, 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖-𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚜, 𝚎𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚒-𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚌𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚘. 𝙰𝚜 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚍ã𝚘, 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘.

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

💭 - ᴇʀɢᴜɪ ᴏ ᴍᴇᴜ ᴀʀᴄᴏ, ᴄᴏᴍ ᴜᴍᴀ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴀçãᴏ ғᴇʀᴏᴢ ɪʟᴜᴍɪɴᴀɴᴅᴏ ᴏs sᴇᴜs ᴏʟʜᴏs.💭

𝑵ã𝒐 𝒑𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒂𝒓, 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆. 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔.

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

💭 - ᴇᴍᴘᴜɴʜᴇɪ ᴀ sᴜᴀ ᴇsᴘᴀᴅᴀ ᴄᴏᴍ ғɪʀᴍᴇᴢᴀ, ᴏ ᴍᴇᴜ ᴄᴏʀᴀçãᴏ ᴇsᴛᴀᴠᴀ ʙᴀᴛᴇɴᴅᴏ ᴄᴏᴍ ᴜᴍᴀ ᴍɪsᴛᴜʀᴀ ᴅᴇ ᴍᴇᴅᴏ ᴇ ʙʀᴀᴠᴜʀᴀ.💭

𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔, 𝑳𝒚𝒓𝒂. 𝑺𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔.

𝙲𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊, 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖-𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚜, 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘-𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎. 𝙲𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚙𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚖, 𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊çã𝚘.

𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜, 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕. 𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖 ú𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚏𝚘𝚛ç𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘, 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚜 𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚛 𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚓𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊.

À 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖, 𝚘 𝚌𝚎𝚗á𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚊𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎ç𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚛, 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚊 𝚎 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎. 𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚍𝚘, 𝚘 𝚕𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚊.

𝙲𝚘𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚜, 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚞á𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚘, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚖 𝚕á 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘. À 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚣𝚊𝚜, 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒çõ𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝ó𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚎 𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚕 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚕í𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚊𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘.

𝙽𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊çã𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚞á𝚛𝚒𝚘, 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚌â𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚣 𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕, 𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚞𝚣𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚟𝚊. 𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚉𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝚘 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒ã𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚜, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚎.

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𝙲𝚘𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊çõ𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜, 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚘, 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎. 𝙿𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎, 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜, 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚝á𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚘 𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚕 𝚗𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚎ç𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚘