In my quæst for rare items being able to help me kill off my corrupted heart, I sawr a stand, as I recall it was a chip stand. So I put up my fine feminine voice I’ve been breeding for these past two days, no one notices a darned difference or even acts like ‘Oh, did he turn insane?’, they reacted like they would if I had a cold I suppose.
This still returns us to the philosophical issue of what defines womanhood, what makes one recognise something as feminine? There are some præ-hormonal transwomen who have been able to put up quite the likeness, bringing it back to Sasha Hostyn, she doesn’t seem to wear makeup, as far as se said she’s not started HRT yet, she dresses quite similarly as I, so what does she have that I don’t hmm? Perhaps beating top rated Koreans in video games is the epitome of womanhood.
Maybe I do need the dress to pull this off. I’m but a woman on the inside, a woman, a wannabe woman, ehh—let’s make that a moman perhaps?