What would you do if you lost your shoes to the mosque's black hole?
What? I know, totally shocking, but think about it.
Basically, the moral of the story is this: women don’t want to get catcalled? Don’t wait for anything. Cross the street when the light is red.
Five tries to get the right stereotype going, world.
Why does the world subject me to stereotypes? Being a Muslim woman doesn't mean I'm oppressed.
My train rides become that much more...weird.
Hey guys, notice anything different?