recipe book

I’m not good at cooking. Dash a this. Smidgen of that. Maybe it's because I don’t eat. Just drink coffee. Friends say I should be a better cook. Why? Because I’m a chemist? Drugs are just a hobby. Not a Betty Homemaker.

Maybe someday. When I grow up. Be somebody. Adopt kids with two moms? Or just me? Single mom? Fuck everyone else! I’ll be fine. With kids. Maybe just one kid. Best friends. A kitty cat? Will my kid be lonely? I’d protect him/her from everything. But can I? I can’t even cook! Fuck it! I’m learning to cook!