We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
All you need is pink, everything in the realm of the imagination, hills in Fremont topped with pink bras and panties, a sun bursting with pink flames, the Goddess of Sweltering Attraction leaps from a pink fiat, and life as we know it fries like an omelet of pink eggs.
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Are adults so sure that they are being adults anyway? Please define the adult world as not sex and violence or taboos or cussing or making...