bleh

Have you ever just wanted a kiss from someone? No one in particular, just someone who could run their fingers down your cheek and make you melt, who could make you writhe in need with just that one glance?

Yeah.

I want that now. Just that one kiss.

And I only know of 4 people that could do it. One it would hurt them so badly that they would never recover, because they can never have me. Another will not do it, because he has the love of his life, and that is all he ever needs. A third wont do it because I am not single, though he craves to with all his being. The last being the man I love and plan to spend my life with - and he just refuses to do it; whether from sheer stupidity or lack of caring, I don't know.

I seriously want to walk up to one of those men right now - the one who would do it - and press my lips to his... right now.

This is so wrong.

I am young.

And already so very bitter.

Sigh

People are odd. Sometimes they confuse the hell out of me, sometimes I know exactly what they mean without them even saying a word.

What is it with humans that makes them so unable to communicate that which they do not truly understand themselves...


Also, I have now acquired 62 fanmixes. I think I have some catching up to do on my fanmix creating... I've made only one of those 62... >.<

Woot, writing.

Well I'm starting to work on my damn books again. Finally. At least they work sort of again now. You know, I hate it when there are those strings of time where I just can't get any writing done.

Also;

I feel awesome for following myself on here.

How pathetic is that >.<

OO! I get first post! First post! First... wait a minute. This is MY blog anyway...

Well I'm new to this blogger thing, but I've been on LiveJournal for ages.

Lets start with the name of my blog.

I'm a slash fan. Anyone who knows about the world of FanFiction understands that. Anyone who understands a slash fan, also knows what derogatory things can come with it.

I've been labeled as a "pesky, vagina hating slasher; always whining and complaining when a icky girl gets in the way of obvious slash." The problem is, just because I'm a slash fan, doesn't mean I don't like het.

Getting labeled like that was something I didn't see coming. I had been happily engaged in the "slash fandom" for at least 7 years when I first saw it. Then I saw that maybe some of the jokes hadn't been that funny along the way.

So here I am now. I've decided to take this and run with it. My own personal joke against them for labeling me - just like always. Even back in what, 8th grade? People started calling me Ducky because they decided that a McDonalds happy meal doll toy looked like me - they meant it to be cruel and derogatory. When they said that it wasn't a good thing, I told them, "I don't care. I like it." So this is my way of telling the people who hate on us Slashers that, in reguards for their nickname for us..

I don't care. I like it.