RockNDollMy friend call me doll. I think that’s not it, I like to think of me as a broken toy. People played with me too much, too hard and now I’m wicked, broken, out of order. If you’re looking for love… well keep looking. If you’re looking for someone to hold your hand… I’m not here for that. I am waisted but I’m willing to get better. I am twisted but I’m trying to cure myself.









