"Daughter, student, whore- they change you into whatever they need you to be."
The doll people are not men
They are made of ass and glass
Our skin is clay and painted blue
Our head can detach
We are statues with a pulse
We are art you can fuck
The doll people are quiet
What is there to say?
Art does not interpret itself
There are men with a day to save
We are paintings with legs
We are art you can fuck
— 6 hours, 11 min ago
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