post about self-objectification, so I'm going to start by telling you all how hot I'm looking tonight. Which is pretty damn hot. I'm all dressed up in my boyfriend's black tie suit, which is a bit baggy on me, but that works well. My hair is slicked back, and you can just about see the swell of my tits under my waistcoat; natty little boots, a boy's tie and dark red lipstick complete the outfit. Top to toe, I scrub up like a good little genderqueer gothgirl; I'm 23 and a size eight, and it weren't for these pesky nine stone and a pimple on my jaw, I might have stepped out of the pages of Sandman.
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