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leggedsnail
· 9 years ago
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I tried, but I couldn't. As I strared down at the glossy purple skin of my onion, I knew, I knew I would never do this without tears. Nameless as he was, we'd been through so much together. A narrowly avoided accident on the way home from the store. An adventurer of escapades, as my dog ran out of the door while I carried the produce bag into the house, and I took off running after him. So as I looked at my onion, water brimming in my eyes and vision going blurry, I took a breath, and...I chopped. A single tear fell on the cutting board, next to the decapitated head of my companion., and I whispered a single goodbye. "I only need two cups, finely cut."
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guest
· 9 years ago
Your story made me cry
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calmthelovelytits
· 9 years ago
I CAN'T HELP IT!
loki_laufeyson
· 9 years ago
Well that's easy because I'm a stone cold bitch with no heart :D
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teresawall8786
· 9 years ago
I am so attached to my onion. I can't help but cry. He was my friend.*sob*
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shadowstorm197
· 9 years ago
Stick a carrot in your mouth