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By Karl Stevenson
I came into this world by a woman who was too lazy to put her legs into the stirrups, a father who was too interested in the surrounding women’s contracting vaginas, and a doctor who barely remembered that babies need oxygen.
Somehow, these reckless adults allowed me to live, although they had the parental skills of a cannibal in a morgatory. Luckily the stars were rightfully aligned, and I would soon get my revenge by indulging in the essence of a true Scorpio.
Ever since my first memory formed in my hippocampus, I can recall tugging the strings on those around me, predicting their actions to change in my favor before they can even encode what is going down.
But unlike the typical villain in a Disney film, I use my powers for good (at least my own good). If I were to analyze the cobwebs I call synapse, I am sure my Gepetto string pulling is to ensure I am not hurt, forsaken, wounded or intoxicated by the monsters trapped in human skin. I try to make sure every cell in my body faithfully protects those who I share blood, and compassion with until my last heartbeat. However, if you even believe you can even offend the very air surrounding these people you might as well begin your funeral and nail the coffin. I don’t dislike said enemies. I hate them. Is it ugly? Yes. Resentment isn’t my top option…it’s my brand.
Although I match the cookie cutter for a Scorpio, there are two issues I need to address. Why are we associated with such sexually frustrated energy and thriving jealousy? Jesus, I got my own shit to deal with. So why would I fixate over other’s possessions, abilities, and lives? Whoever understands this emotion, I simply don’t.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Merriam Webster has told me what it is, but that’s a waste of energy, and I’m not the energizer bunny.
Also, sex really isn’t for me. Two clunky bodies fumbling around for a sensation that lasts just a few seconds…I’d rather use that same energy to make a chocolate cake. The cake will last longer than any sexual escapade anyway, and I don’t have the risk of getting crabs.
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