My oven is broken. It's been broken for months now. I need an oven. Only the stove-top works, and I suppose that's fine-- But it's rather difficult to cook without an oven that works.
I want a fucking oven. People who have lives, have ovens. It means they have someone to cook for. I want a life-- I want an oven. I want someone to be waiting for me at home to cook for them. Even if I do burn all the food. But instead I'm here, on a forum. I hope you guys read my posts and think I'm poetic, or something. I'm really not. I just word things fanc-ily. That isn't a word, is it? It is now.
Anyway. How are you? I hope you're okay. I hope you ate. A lot. I hope your oven works. I hope you feel pretty today. And yes, guys can be pretty too. And our non-binary pals. I hope you feel breathtaking. I hope the pillowcase you have is always nice and cold while you sleep. I hope that your wifi is extra fast today. I hope that we can all talk sometime. I need friends. Forum friends.
Here's a quote. I like including these.
"Friends.. Those I've wanted to please? There are so, so few... But you're one of them.
Because you have such a gift for life.
You grab hold of it with both hands. You move, you dance You know how to make the rain, and sunshine a home You're so at ease.. At ease in this little planet you've made in your mind. I hope I can join it someday."