Kerosene

I am so tired of the smell of kerosene.
However, I am in love with warm heat blowing on me.
Despite its nasty smell, I am in love with my kerosene heater at my apartment, which blows the warm winds of happiness across my cold, cold body.

The kerosene heaters at my school are another story. They're the old school kind that just glow and emit copious amounts of noxious fumes. I get trapped in the teachers' room for hours at a time, no windows open, breathing in all that nastiness! It does nothing for my chronic headaches. Argh.

There's no point to all this, really. I just wanted to vent.