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Yeah...so I've been feeling like quite the hojabi these days. But not in the way you'd think. Like I haven't done anything "wrong." Just the opposite in fact, I've been SO good that I make myself sick. SO good that I've been letting people walk all over me. Yeah well, that stops now. I've decided that I'm especially sick of men. Ugh and right now I'm majorly p.o'd /upset with one in particular and I don't even know what to do about it. I mean, I WANT to tell him that I'm upset with him, and yet I can't tell him WHY because it's more important for me to be a loyal friend to others who are trying to protect me. Uf, I give up at life.



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