my name is November. I am 17. and im from the 757
and basically a couple things about me, imm a hopeless romantic, all about peace and love and i love talking to all people.
How shall I open my heart, oh friend? It is forbidden for me to speak. I am about to die for lack of a kindred soul to understand my misery. Simply by looking in her eyes, I find the beloved in my heart but rare is such a soul that swims in such ecstatic bliss on the high tide of heavenly love…
At once I knew,
I was not magnificent.