126 pm. How do we get like his? How can good people go so bad? Or layers yeah, layers. What could I learn from layers of everything... the onion. A well loved ingredient but the most formidable one. So I've come up with this, Many times I’ve cried over you, the most painful of tears. And still, after blinking away the hurt from my red and irritated eyes, I can never escape you; the pungency of your kiss sits foully on my tongue, your astringent scent lingering endlessly on my hands for days. In spite of it all, I find my love for you to be undying. The obnoxious characteristics displayed in the rawest state of your demeanor are only natural; you were simply born this way. It seems that many are turned off by your presence, going so far as to request that you not show up at meals and crinkling their noses when you do. Perhaps you do come on too strong; maybe it is your cologne or the fierce intensity of your personality. But they don’t know you like I know you, Onion. I know that beneath your many layers, you are really very sweet; you just need to warm up. Others who have taken the time to get to understand you realize that any meal is just not the same without you. Patiently caramelized in the natural sugars of your core or even sliced raw, you have such versatile qualities and flavor. Onion, you are much more than just a ferocious ball of tear gas. You are the aromatic base of all that tastes good in the world. This is us, we are born to live these layers, in our raw state we live. Onions, oh, in us!