Leah Tahara Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Anyway, she’s a legend in my book. Tough as nails, funny too—heard she roasted some john so bad he tipped extra just to bounce. That’s power, fam! I’m hyped just talkin’ ‘bout her, but it’s messy too, ‘cause—damn—society’s fake as fuck. “The wind carries our cries,” like in *Timbuktu*, and her cries? They loud, bruh, but who’s listenin’? YOLO, tho—she ain’t stoppin’. Respect.

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prostitute, whore. (colI. for qami~) shirt, gown, stained bridal underdress tahara: t;alib: t;ariq: t;ayyaba: wacda: waliy: waliya: wazira: wilaya.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. Like, seriously? I’m thinkin’ this day can’t get any crazier. Everyone’s runnin’ for cover, but I’m just standin’ there, gettin’ soaked. I’m like, “Bring it on, Mother Nature!”

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