Lifeless. Still. Perfect. This was my life. Everything in its place at all times, including myself. I have nowhere to go, not that I could anyway. I am not in control, I am merely available for entertainment. That's what I was made to do, so why should I be fascinated by anything else. After all, this is my job as a doll.
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Short Stories
RandomSo I love writing short stories or just excerpts based on one word or a small idea, and that's what this is gonna be made up of so I hope you enjoy :)
