Displaced Wonderland

I just wanted to take an entry to talk about the love of my life. I really began to realize that it was love, when everything about him in my life just lined up. My heart and my head, and my soul all just kind of finally agreed. Which was so bizarre, but so nice.

I realize now that there is so much of a difference between love and a crush. With love, you will do anything for that person, go anywhere to be with them. Just to see them smile is the most gorgeous thing on this planet. I know that this is short but I hope it's to the point.

I love my guy.

It's just a well known fact, that Little One (me) = Cat Girl.

I think that some of that has to do with a new found love for them, another part is me wanting to please my Master (yes, that needs to be capitalized). I guess, and a friend of mine agrees, that girl friend's are about the most amazing pet that a boy can have. I like to be led on a leash, and wear a collar, and everything that comes along with that. I meow, and purr when I want to (or when I'm ordered to), and I love it immensely.

I guess that people who don't understand it, just won't. I hate that they're ignorant enough to not even care. But I have to take the good with the bad.

Okay, so over on my Deviant Art: http://littlemisssubmissive.deviantart.com/ everyone loves this photo:




Yes, I understand that it's great, two girls kissing, HOORAY! However, it'also about artistic license, and I would like to thank EL over at El Predator Agencies, who I am now going to be working with exclusively. Please, take a moment to look his work over:

http://nocturnalpredator.deviantart.com/

Back to updating. My roommate and I are now in a window fight. I open it, because I'm damn hot, and I barely wear anything to bed as it is, and barely a damn sheet over me at night. However, even though she's from Vermont, apparently she gets cold, because she comes over and closes MY damn window. *sighs*. That's just aggravating.

Let's see, I still need to write my paper, that's going on 3 weeks late. I'm afraid that I'm not going to pass that damn class. I'm afraid that I'm not going to get all of my credits for this semester, and I don't know what to do.

Let's face it, if I don't get into OSU, I'll be crushed.

Well everyone, I have some very VERY frightening news, at least for me. You see for a little over a month now I have been experiencing some severe pain in my "lower anatomy", I don't know why I didn't see a doctor about it, I suppose that I assumed it would go away after a while. It's been re-occuring now, and other symptoms have added on top of it. Including sporatic fevers, ranging from a nice and normal 96.4 to 102.3 (give or take), nausea, passing out, vomiting, back pain, unusual movements of my bladder and bowel (yes, I know that's a little too much information), and little to no appetite. There's more specific symptoms but I would rather not go into them, they're more personal.

I went to the doctor's, two different ones for that matter, neither of whom could take me, or make an appointment with me for over 2 months from now. Continuing on to the scary news. I have all of the symptoms of ovarian cancer. I know, I know, most people are going to say it's a long shot. However, my mother had Ovarian Cancer, on top of so many other things in her early twenties. She waited too long to get it checked out and had to have a FULL hysterectomy, putting her in the position to never have children again.

I'm handling everything much worse than people think, I mean, I'm so afraid that I might die from this, or be kept from having children. I don't know how I would handle any of that.

I have more stories to tell, but I think that I'll just keep it to this for now.

Flying on a free flight
Driving all night
With my machinery
'Cause I, I got the power
Any hour
To show the man in me
I got reputations
Blown to pieces
With my artillery
Whoa ho
I'll be guided in
We'll be ridin'
given what you got to me

Don't you struggle
Don't you fight
Don't you worry
'Cause it's your turn tonight

CHORUS:
Let me put my love into you, babe
Let me put my love on the line
Let me put my love into you, babe
Let me cut your cake with my knife

Oh, Like a fever
Burning faster
You spark the fire in me
Crazy feelings
Got me reeling
They got me raising steam

Don't you struggle
Don't you fight
Don't you worry
'Cause it's your turn tonight
Yeah

CHORUS

Cut it
Let me, let me
Oooh

CHORUS

Oh

Let me put my love into you, babe
Let me put my love on the line
Let me put my love into you, babe
Let me give it all
Let me give it all
To you, to you

Give it all

I began this journal as a way to promote my interests, my art, and friends. Yes, I'm plugging, but I'm just so good at it.

I work for Girl With A Gun Studios, which is an up and coming photography and modeling studio. I am the chief model and photographer, but am working on gathering together models. Specifically female, with unique physical features. The models (including myself) are called the "Ace-High Dolls" referrencing "cowboy/old western" slang: Ace-High means, top notch, well respected.

If you're interested in Modeling for us, or if you want to photograph one of our models please contact me here or at girlwithagunstudios@yahoo.com.

This is also a place for me to put my thoughts and ideas. Along with current Projects or things in the works.

Also, just to plug:

El Predator Agencies (a close friend of mine): http://nocturnalpredator.deviantart.com/