Glassy eye.
While one sleeps, keep the second open blankly.
People believe you when you look at them. Stare at them. Break into them.
They'll believe in your strength. So you won't have to.
Tangled yarn.
Matted hair; red. Vibrant. Stand out before you stand up and sink.
Pull it. Yank it out in devastation, frustration, desperation.
Can you feel it escalate?
Ripping thread.
Twine comes tangled; tousled ropes of faith strung out. It's all a mess.
There's a breaking heart here somewhere. Dig beneath the filamentous skin.
If anyone dares to dig that long.
Stitching smile.
I'm tearing. Falling apart at every seam.
Stitch me...pin me back together. Lift me up; I'm weightless.
I present to you a plaster smile; don't forget to stab in dimples.
After numerous unfaltering years, it's wearing thin. A tiny break appears.
All the strings are coming loose.
Iron-on teardrop; a permanent stain on a withered face.
There are many uses for a Ragdoll.
Play with her. Use her. Dress her. Change her. Throw her. Hold her. Hate her. Tear her. Tell her.
Everything.
She'll never let it go.
Dance with her. Sleep with her. Hide her. Break her. Blame her. Love her.
Trust her.
Her stitching will hold. The perennial line of happiness will always prevail.
Ragdolls look brightly into any light. Opening lifeless arms to please. Everyone. Anyone who needs them.
Now, someone needs to need her.
A Ragdoll is good for many things. Fitting any character and criteria.
A Ragdoll can be selfless, ageless, fearless, reckless, seamless.
However.
Never
worthless.