ARE WE GOING TOO FAR?????

How synical can people be? I have no problem with whatever religion someone picks, there is no problem. The big problem is when you stop being  logical.
Lesbianism and homosexuality is becoming a trend that we are meant to adapt to. I am honestly not a fan but it is a free World.
Only God knows what this is supposed to mean ?

I want to know your comments on this


Comments

  1. UnknownNovember 6, 2021 at 12:40 PM

    It really sad tho that this is what the world is turning into 😳...

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  2. UnknownJanuary 1, 2022 at 12:32 PM

    God created them man and woman men I just day fear dis world nowadays

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