movieoftheday:

Marla: I’ve got a stomach full of Xanax. I took what was left of the bottle. It might have been too much. This isn’t a for-real suicide thing. This is probably a cry-for-help thing. So you’re staying in tonight, then? Do you wanna wait and hear me describe death? Do you wanna listen and see if my spirit can use a phone? Have you ever heard a death rattle before?

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