Couldn't cope with depression anymore. Went and got a vanilla slice from a danish bakery. Best vanilla slice I've ever had in my life, the custard full of spices and citrus zest. Still woe'd. Kept craving red meat. Kept thinking about that philly cheesestack you neets had posted about. Knew it was a sin. Figured what the fuck, ai is gonna wipe us out in a few years anyway, may as well. It was the worst kind of goyslop, full of cheese and meat and crunchy onions. Was absolutely delicious.