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writegirl@altavista.com
MF,
I like having an oracle. Every girl should have one.
But MF, I must throw your words back to you:Don’t pin your hopes and dreams on ME.
By now you must realize that I am the girl in a blue-and-white gingham pinafore traveling a yellow brick road and showing my ass to any man with a mouthful of shimmering words. You, MF, are the wizard behind the curtain. I doubt that I will ever be willing to throw back the curtain only to reveal a fat, cranky, old, pukey guy and have my bubble burst.
My name isn't Dorothy. And I don't wear ruby slippers;kick-your-ass platforms are more my style.
I know I have to make it on my own.
Frankly, I don’t want to possess anyone, nor do I want anyone to possess me. I prefer to keep my wings intact, perhaps forever. The only place I ever plan to wear a golden ring is in my ear or eyebrow.
MF, can being an oracle be enough for you? If yes, can you be my friend forever? [Note:This option is no longer available.]
Glowgirl