Hi, my name's Alicia, as if you didn't already know.[sorry if we can't all be unoriginal] but I have a mold to break. I'm what you need AKA the impossible dose. I'm NOT like those other girls. [Dearslutgirlwhosalwaysnaked:] They choose you because you're easy to come by and a quick high. they choose you in larger masses because you're safer and relenting and can be taken in larger doses. they choose you because you're easy on the mind and none too thick in solution. they choose you because you're closer to home and not much different than all the rest of them. they choose you because you're cheap. for all those reason, they [don't] choose me. for all those reasons, they hear my goddamn name and they run. talk in whispers. mention it muffled because their cupped hands and warn one another "no seriously don't fuck with that". They [don't] choose me because I'm easy to find but hard to obtain. they [don't] choose me because I'm more than a minor addiction and have a tenyearshelflife of an aftertaste. they [don't] choose me because I'm incurable once inflicted. they [don't] choose me because I'm impossible to turn your back on, they [don't] choose me because everything else is a fivecent high afterwards. filler. echo. copy. lifted. dilluted. a waste. They [don't] choose me, and when they do, they don't talk about it. Can't talk about it. They [don't] choose me, but when they do it's the nervosa of shakes that whisper out their mouths on the subject. They [don't] choose me, but when they do they know how special and few they are. so let them come and let them choose you, because they can't handle me.