Onions.
My arch-nemesis.
Cutting them are the WORST.
I make dinner every Sunday, and I had the privilege to cut green pepper, red pepper, mushrooms, and ONIONS.
I start cutting the onions quickly, hoping that my eyes won't water and my mascara will smear everywhere.
Oh boy but they did. Here comes the water works. One, two, three, four, I lost count how many tears are shed.
I go to my bathroom to take off my make-up and WOO, a face only a Mother could love.
I did what anyone would do.
Get some goggles woo!
I proceeded to cut onions and success! No more crying!
Yeah, I know. I'm so cool I made ice cubes look hot.
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