On Display (mxm)
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Smile. Pose. Laugh. Twirl. Say this. Do that. Reshoot. Double take. Edit. Cut. Splice. Post.
Over. And over. And over.
I am a doll. A puppet. Pull my strings and watch me dance.
I have no say. No emotions. No thoughts of my own.
I'm at their whims. The beck and call of the viewers. And she, their willing director.
-This story has depictions of violence, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion-
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