She takes shots and thinks about chubby Target babies.
At the store they stared down other customers and their
mothers looked at beauty cream…
The girl in the corner is eyeing the girl with the
liquor. Chubby. Babies. Mass-produced super markets.
If we were to grope and kiss on the side, but not
care too much, I don’t think anybody would notice.
I don’t give a damn how you feel, but you are quite
pretty. Aw, just ignore me. You’ll regret it one day.