i dont know what I'm going to do when I grow up. I want to be a nomad. I want to just live. Not go to college. I want to go to new york with only a duffle bag and a pocketful o' cash. Then just see where I end up. I wanna be like Marla.
If I had a tumor, I'd named it Marla. Marla ... the little scratch on the roof of your mouth that would heal if
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