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You want honey cake. You want to be the most special girl. The sun beats through your makeup. You don’t look at the moon. You smoke weed on the back porch. The cops never come. You try to lose five pounds. You eat your words. The day ends too early. You are lying to everyone. You tan in your underwear. You drink. The music covers up the lyrics. You buy. You work. You can’t find good weed in this city. You rip chunks out of the moon with your teeth. The fridge runs hot. Your skin is doing a bad job. Your ex-girlfriend says the world doesn’t revolve around you. You get out of work late. You shoplift chocolate bars from Dollar Tree. The structure continues and continues breaking down. You lose. You lose. You lose.