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the women on the screen are my enemy. the disease in my mind, the competition in front of my eyes, the toxicity of love for myself. and despite the assurance i may have from his words i find myself wishing that my body and face could morph into the whores of x-rated fantasies in order to escape from the reality of self hatred.
