Once upon a time, there lived a girl named Marika. She grew up in the village known as Poonville. All day long she bitty-bitty-bummed all over the place. And it was good. She had a best friend named Esserah. Marika and Esserah were cool and shit.
It was currently summer in Poonville. Marika and Esserah sat around all day. They talked on
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oh man - just think of what i could have written in there.
haha, homo.
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i say 'quite possibly' a lot.
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i hope other people read this story.
the world needs to know.
it's quite possible...y.
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