If the world was to end tomorrow, and a small group of gays were stranded on a desert island, would the world population be increased? And would they ever figure out a way to get off the island?
__________________ "Tell me what you see; and I'll know where you are"
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I gave love; you gave me a thistle;
We shared tenderness; then you ran away;
I planted a rose; and you blossomed;
I had fresh hopes; tho' winter froze them solid
__________________ "Tell me what you see; and I'll know where you are"
~~cc
I gave love; you gave me a thistle;
We shared tenderness; then you ran away;
I planted a rose; and you blossomed;
I had fresh hopes; tho' winter froze them solid
__________________ "Tell me what you see; and I'll know where you are"
~~cc
I gave love; you gave me a thistle;
We shared tenderness; then you ran away;
I planted a rose; and you blossomed;
I had fresh hopes; tho' winter froze them solid