Please excuse me because I am going to use this journal in the lamest way possible and tell you all about my day:
Picture it. New York City, today.
I. I wake up at six, take a hot bath, study, and go to my Islam in Asia final at eight. I studied all night, so I'm feeling okay. It RAPES me nonetheless. rapes me and pillages me. I couldn't have
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