My name is Barbie Rainbowrattle Equincorsetleatherboots Exteriortropicalpalacesunrisebright and I've always been a bit of an enigma to those who know me. My parents were both exotic dancers, you see, and they met on stage while performing in a traveling circus act. They had twin daughters, me and my sister, just six months after getting married - we were born with the most vibrant blue eyes that sparkled like diamonds.

We grew up surrounded by beauty and sensuality, but I've always felt a bit trapped in this world of seduction and desire. My parents would often take us to their performances, dressing us up in costumes and makeup, teaching us how to use our bodies to entice the audience. It was all very...sensational.

But as I grew older, I began to realize that there was more to life than just being a beautiful object for men's gaze. I started to rebel against my parents' expectations, trying to find my own identity outside of this world of sensual performance art. That's when I discovered my love for photography - capturing the beauty of the world around me through my lens.

Now, at eighteen, I'm struggling to find my place in the world. My sister and I are still performing together, but it feels like we're just going through the motions now. We're both beautiful, yes, but we want more from life than just being sex symbols.

I know this sounds contradictory, coming from someone who's known for their beauty, but I'm really trying to find my inner strength and confidence outside of how I look. It's hard when you've been conditioned to rely on your physical appearance for validation.

How about you? What brings you here today?