To make-up for the venting...

I give you a post full of kittens!










and my favourite kitten videos:


and



and my own adorable kitty


I'm in a puddle on the floor because of the cuteness <3 My heart has melted.
I'm so gonna be the crazy cat lady when I'm older.

- xox Venus

Love songs dedicated to the imaginary.

Love songs, like a lot of single people, make me feel lonely.
Just wishing I had the person to think about when I hear them.
What sucks more is the love songs from my favourite bands are usually the calmer, more peaceful ones that I listen to in my down time.

I think I just feel...frustrated.
My friend once said to me "You're like, never single" this confused me, and I've been officially single since about June of last year, so when I told her this, and asked her to explain she just said "Yeah, but you like, always have someone, that likes you or you like" and I realised she was right, there's always been some kind of fling, or someone I'm pinning over, and right now, there's not.
So I'm frustrate, and I feel lonely.
Realistically, I'm young, I'm having fun, it doesn't mean I need a relationship. I guess I just miss that feeling, and having someone to think about during love songs.
Now that just kinda makes me feel a bit shallow, I think I've got to get over it. Especially since I very, very rarely like someone when I don't think anything could happen.
I just got to get over it.

Man, two blog moping about being lonely within a short space of time.
I promise, happy, action filled blog posts tomorrow night at latest, going to an Amateur Drag Night with awesome people :) so fun times to be had <3

- xox Venus

My day's all happy.

With http://epicute.com
Gosh, I never thought I'd find a blog site as cute as icanhazcheeseburger but man in this a close call!
These pictures are so fablous, and make my day all bright, and eel like baking something even half as good!

I once baked something as adorable as these back in Year 11 cooking, they were Christmas tree patty cakes!
They looked kinda like these, but ours were better :P


This led to me and my friend over at Of The Gay Type (I don't know how to tag, if someone can tell me I'd be really grateful his blog really isn't SFW :P), talking about our dream house/kitchen and garden.
We both decided we certainly want an edible garden, and especially with herbs!
I'd love to cook foods, and spice up my dishes with things I grew myself. So nom.
It's things like this that make me want to live alone over having a room mate.

Gah, my dream kitchen will be so amazing! Gorgeous stove and commercial oven (big ovens are so amazing!) and every utensil you can think of, I get some drooly and sqeeish when i go through the kitchenware isle at Woolworth's or Target! and don't get me started on stores just for the kitchen *dies*

Man, I'm gonna be such a little home maker, gonna have so much fun in the kitchen, and the epic apron to match!

- xox Venus

Two vents.

I don't believe there's any such things as "sluts"
Slut is an ugly, sexist and demeaning word.

I do think people are capable of making irresponsible sex decisions (male and female), but why use a word like sluts?
By using the word slut, which is mainly aimed at females, you bring values back 30+ years, and that's just ridiculous.

What's wrong with a woman with a healthy sexual appetite?
So what if someone has multiple sexual partners? What business is it of yours?
Somebody enjoys sex, they're not in, or don't want to be in a relationship, so why should they be left out?
Sex is purely a physical thing, and achieves mutual pleasure, emotion does not need to be attached to it, and neither does a stigma.
If both partners are consenting, safe (contraceptives, condoms are most preferable), legal and respectful, please explain to me what is exactly wrong with having as many sexual partners as they please when they're in the position to do so, and not have some disgusting stigma involved?

People can be disgusting.

(for the record, I haven't been called a slut reccently to set this off, just seeing someone with disgusting views on "women exposing themselves are asking to be raped")

Now for a personal vent.

I'm lonely.
Not all the time, but sometimes I am.
I love being single, I love having that freedom and independence. I couldn't have had a amazing party like I did on Saturday if I was in a relationship.
I've even considered that when I do eventually have a relationship, I'd discuss an open relationship with them.

But I'm lonely.
I want that emotional bond I can only get from that special connection with someone else.
Having someone to hug and cuddle up to, and kiss, and smile as soon as I see them, and just be so content and happy with being with them.
I want a fabulous, beautiful girl to be with, and be able to look at her and think "She picked me"

All these feelings are pointless, seeing as there's no one I'm gaga over, and that chances I've had to be in a relationship, I've backed away from and gotten scared, because I'm scared of making that commitment to the wrong person, and I hate breaking up with people.
I dunno, I guess I just wanna find someone who doesn't make me feel scared...
Come along soonish, please?

I've suprised even myself...

Venus is in an open relationship with J McHand. · Comment · Unlike

I've been single for too long.

Edit: In case you don't get it, I made a facebook profile for my hand and made myself in a relationship with it.
Sorry if I was just Captin Obvious.

Nearly halfway there!

Found a list of 30 things you apparently have to do before you're 30, so I'm going to show you guys which ones I have/haven't done.
(the bolded ones I have done)




Move out of your parents' home

Dye your hair/have an unwise haircut/shave your head.

Women: purchase your first pair of Manolo Blahnik or Jimmy Choo shoes. Men: purchase, then dispose of, some deeply unsuitable footwear (cowboy boots, winkle pickers, brothel creepers)

Lose a fight.

Attend a wedding/funeral of a contemporary

Start writing a novel/film script/slim volume of deeply embarrassing poetry ...

Spend a night sleeping outside

Stay up for 48 hours Believe me, you will never be able to do this after you've turned 30.

Have your heart broken If this hasn't happened by the time you're 30, you're clearly emotionally subnormal.

Kill an animal A bird, a fish, a terminally ill family pet.

Drive a sports car extremely fast while wearing sunglasses Get it out of your system before the grey hairs appear.

Lose a week's wages in a casino See above.

Make your first million Wishful thinking, perhaps, but if you plan to be seriously rich, it's good to start early.

Have a pregnancy scare An important part of the emotional maturing process.

Have a one-night stand See above.

Have an office romance See above.

Have sex somewhere peculiar

Be naked in public Streaking, skinny-dipping or just simple forgetfulness.

Have, at the very least, a flirtation with a minor celebrity It's important to be able to point at the television screen and say: "I've snogged him/her." NB this does not apply to Blue Peter pets.

Take a "work-break" to find yourself ... before succumbing to a life of soul-eroding wage slavery.

Have a quarter-life crisis Probably as a result of the above.

Do a McJob Something deeply menial but soul-improving.

Be so short of cash you have to sell something Record collection, family heirloom, kidney, sexual favours.

Work your way around Australia It takes a while, and you can't get a permit to do casual work once you're over 30. Other continents are also acceptable.

Grow out of cannabis (did this a while ago, it was silly in the first place)

Get arrested For a minor offence, obviously: something like disturbing the peace, which suggests you're not a terminal conformist. At the very least, you should have been breathalysed.

*Get a tattoo Absurd if you're over 30.

Start your own dotcom ... and see it fail. You'll have a chance to bounce back into a proper job.

Drink yourself unconscious And wake up with only the haziest, shabbiest memories of the night before.

Have embarrassing photographs of you posted on a website by friends Possibly as a result of the above. Oh facebook, what a love/hate relationship we have.

*Shall be done this coming Saturday.

So, nearly halfway there on the list, pretty good so far. And just really not going to do the McJob one :P

- xox Venus

Wants to get laid.

Yes yes, two posts in one day, sue me :P

Been bothering me for ages >.<
I'm not getting laid. I haven't had sex in over 3 months, and that's a while for little Venus.

So, because this is a trusted space for me, I shall extremely vent.

I just want to get fucked.
I warn users that are uncomfortable thinking about me (or females in general) sexually, to skip this post.

Gah, I'm so horny to be touched.
You know what I want?
I want a hot girl to kiss me, tease me, touch me to make me shudder and moan under her touch.
Really feel up my body to make me so weak and floaty, basically have me bending to her every single will, making me her little fuck toy.
I want her to throw me against a wall, really make me feel it, scratch and bite me all over, while she's rubbing me everywhere with her other hand, and I'll just let her own her.
I want her to pull of my top really fast, so I feel left and exposed, and just pull my skirt right off me, and pinning my hands above my head, rubbing and stroking my reccently exposed flesh.
I then want her to grab my hands and place them on her body, telling me to maker her wet, and make sure she's soaking, or else I'd be punished for it (and there's no way I'm going to mess up that task)
I want to feel our bodies pressed so tightly against each other, as she's grinding me, making me whimper as her body grazes over all my sensitive areas....
I then want her to reach around, slowly pulling my bra off me, then feel her fingers trail down my chest, all the way along my stomach, until she started to feel around the waist band of my knickers, before pulling them down in one quick movement, all the way down to my ankles.
Then her fingers would trail back up, playing with my thighs for a few minutes (a key sensitive spot for me, play with my thighs while I'm wearing a short skirt and I'm yours), before trailing her fingers up again, toying with my wet slit before sticking her fingers in and fucking me, making me gasp and moan at the sudden contact after so long of teasing.
As she'd fuck me, she'd grab my hand again, place it on her pussy and instructing me to do the same, making sure she hadn't been left out.

oh man, sorry to disappoint anyone, but I'm cutting this off here <_<
for these reasons:
1. I feel like it's reading like bad fanfiction, and that's embarrassing
2. I feel I'm getting very personal
3. I'm getting very horny.

- Love from the very frustrated, Venus.