Antes do inverno chegar
E minha alma levar,
Colha meu fruto!
Não precisa lamentar
É a você que quero dar
E enfim esse ardor saciar
E na hora então te direi
Alguém como você nunca encontrei
Olhando em seus olhos eu deixo escapar
Lágrimas grossas de tanto te amar
Antes do inverno chegar
Tome-me logo, não quero esfriar.
Antes, seu beijo quero provar
E então sublime estar.
Lenore, 2025.
Freen Sarocha | Met Gala 2025
Another tiring day. Another day in my skin. Another day waking up exhausted. Boredom, anger, sadness.
I look at the clock: it's still 9:30. I look again: 9:35. Will this day never end?
But why so much worry? Even if the day ends, tomorrow everything will continue the same.
I get out of bed and go to work. This noise doesn't stop. These people don't stop.
I go back home. I lie down in bed. I look at the ceiling with the same thought as yesterday.
And tomorrow... it all starts again.
It’ll be ok tho
scary how it actually happened
Notre Dame Cathedral, Paris (1888) by Childe Hassam
DC-UK #16, Dec 2000 - ‘Jet Set Radio’ cover. Support us on Patreon
very hard to do
7 colors 40 frames
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