November is my favorite month of the year.
Try to call out his name, his lips are full of winter. It is so loud and resounding like the sound of rain against the window, is filled with a dark mysticism. It's time to open the doors of our inner and leave us wrapped up the mystery, to ask questions without waiting for an answer.
not confine ourselves to do simple tricks, make magic every day in November offers! Happy
November
magical \u0026lt;3
sweet kisses ... at the stroke of midnight &; Nbsp;, *
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