testify. to the hatred you feel of me because of preference make a show, mr.christian over what gives you the right to hate me come to the world i exist in you hold your crosses in a line you hate me and attempt to hold my other people down because of your "homage" to a god you neither know nor worship god does not tell you to destroy those who feel for the same but you don't understand that how could you call yourself loving god and hating those who walk in the same skin as you you are a hypocrite and a heathen you do not love good day.Birth sign: Aries
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