Sometimes when I'm driving, I get this crazy thing where I want to accelerate right off a cliff! I'm not depressed or suicidal, but I really think that I might actually do it, except for there's this miraculous lack of cliffs in the area.

There's really very little allure in killing myself, I think. It just seems like a whole lot of fun -- doing a nosedive off, like, Kangchenjunga. And this is coming from the same girl who grows nauseous at the thought of even looking at a roller coaster -- through her periphs.
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