Meet Virginia. I am Virginia. I am that girl that you crave. I am the one whom you write about; of whom you sing. I am her. I am she. Feminine Beauty. Perfection. A woman's touch? Yes, that should do. HOW REAL DO I FEEL? One cannot say. It is all a mix of patches and stiches. What if I stumble, what if I fall? Besta not, fool. We'll still love you just the way you are, if you're perfect. I AM perfect! This IS me!
Dear Frog-- What can I say but: I told you so? I don't mean to sound so harsh, but from the beginning, I figured I was destined to "fuck up," as I so put it. And, well, I fucked it all up. I am sorry. I never meant to hurt you, but so it goes. It is in my nature. Did I not tell you this before? Perhaps, someday there will be one whom I will not sting. I will change my very nature to help this person cross the stream. Oh, but dear Frog, I feel now that I cannot say that I wish I hadn't messed everything up. As wonderful as our times were together, I feel I would have stung you eventually. As you nurse your wounds, know I will always remember you. I hope that one day you can forgive me. Scorpion _______________________________________ The Scorpion and the Frog A scorpion and a frog meet on the bank of a stream and the scorpion asks the frog to carry him across on its back. The frog asks, "How do I know you won't sting me?" The scorpion says, "Becaus...
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