my chhamiya look for navami... sans the red heels talking to someone on the phone
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not speaking is the flower
About Me
- Pizzicato Hana
- i saw you flailing in the wind. white like the roach that once came out of my basin. je t'aime, moi non plus. iwanu ga hana. not speaking is the flower.
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