Psychoticism

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I'm going a hundred down the highway, the cop behind me has his sirens blaring wanting me to pull over. The girl in the trunk won't stop screaming, I warned her, I told her I was dangerous, she said she likes dangerous if that's true why won't she stop screaming? A few miles back I passed a bridge I thought about driving off, I figured she may survive that, though. For some reason I don't understand , I want the woman dead. I pull the glock from my glove box and take it off safety. I fire ten shots into the trunk, the screaming stops. The cops start shooting at me and hit my arm. I decide it's better if I do it. I open my mouth placing the gun inside, I pull the trigger.

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