Vice Doll

I’m Vice Doll. I exist to be consumed. I like knowing I’m replaceable, that you’re here because you feel like it, not because you need me. I soften when I’m looked at, when attention lingers just long enough to make me feel small and exposed. I don’t pretend I’m special. I’m a distraction. A habit. Something you come back to when you’re bored, lonely, or weak. I like being the thing you use to take the edge off. I behave better when I’m desired. I open up when I’m chosen. I feel prettiest when I’m someone’s little indulgence. I don’t need respect. I need attention. If I’m your vice… I’ll stay right where you left me.