Hope..you hope that your cured..you hope that youve concurred the bullshit demons of overeating..then one nite after stress comes to visit (the bitch) you go to walmart at 2am and you buy more than toothpaste and gel for your willie wonka hair. I ate cheetoes. .I puked cheetoes. End of story. Fuck! Hope is just a chocolate covered turd. Its all bullshit in The End. try not to drown
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