So many things are gone…
We are the creation of an escaping world…
And sometimes I feel proud that I can escape from things well.
I am a professional escapist.
I see only memories when I see myself in mirrors…
My memories are my reality now.
It sounds all poetic but trust me it’s not…
Imagine loving masterbation more than the sex itself.
Those are the things you get when you make memories as your reality.

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Photograph: Jennifer Holcombe.

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