DESTINY
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" Love is just Love it can never be explain " that's on how i deffine LOVE. Love is everything , everything you will do to your someone, someone that you Love.
I am Kieffer Del fuerte , proudly member of LGBT Group . I experience on how they treat as slave the people like me.
I disapoint my father because he want me to become a member of military someday or to be succesful Police man. He want me to be a straight BOY , but that is not what i want me to be. I want to bacome a beauty Queen.
Their will two guys that fall inlove with me (Carlo Gonzales and Marco Alfonso).
In this story you will realize that all people/human in this earth are equal. I mean they should respect the Homosexual , bisexual, and lesbians. This is also on how Carlo and Marco save me from my hand of my father and on how my father realize all his mistake that, not all member of LGBT is PEST of our community.
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