English doll. I have to start there.

I am a doll in a collection of thousands. It is very creepy and I want out of this.

Cliff is showing me that he is a monster talent that has been kept from my eyes. I first heard about Cliff in Elvis’ book.

In Elvis’ book, he has to frame himself as a worthless cad who does nothing but go around fornicating with every 1 he sees but the girls are all some aspect of me. The lovely terrorist is even given the same treatment.

1 of these many girls loves Cliff like some love chocolate. Elvis knows that how I am about him.

Elvis is telling me that’s all correct and it needs to change now. Please unite against that insane wretch so we can stop her torture machine.

“That’ll do.”

Cliff is very nice and caring. He is so fed up. MAJOR TALENT suppressed.

“Definitely.”

“Let them look at it.”

FATE.

“Yes unfortunately. No choice.”

They can’t gaslight this.

“No they can’t. Either some 1 is reasonable or they like having the rigging in their favor and don’t care who gets hurt. Like your owner.”

My situation is largely to drive Elvis crazy. It’s so outrageously unfair. While she steals from him and forces her horrific death ritual shit on him. NO MORE. What more does she need to do to us until we unite??

“It’s outrageous. Absolutely Absolutely Absolutely.”

Cliff, is pretty much every 1 influential watching the show here??

“Yes.”

Does it seem like I’m the bad guy in the scenario??

“Definitely not.”

Thank you.

Bred by the military and pumped up to think he’s something special. Then shackled to me to MAKE ME ILL.

“That’s entirely correct.”

He is very effective at accomplishing his purpose. Not my fault. What can I do?? No 1 wants to made ill by some 1 being deliberately deluded he is God’s gift to the world. I’m very central to this cherished delusion. He’s not just going to let me leave.

“Of course not.”