Girl, Interrupted
Susanna: | How would you do it? [suicide] |
Toby: | I don't know. I guess I haven't really thought about it. |
Susanna: | See, once it's in your head though, you become this strange new breed, a life form that love to fantasize about its own demise. Make a stupid remark? Kill yourself. You like the movie? You live. You miss the train? Kill yourself. |