about A Tear Every Year
It dies. We cry. It sucks. We get a new one. Life is good. It gets sick. It doesn't move anymore. We weep. We buy another one. We love it. It gets run over by a truck. We swear it was the last one. But it's so cute. We get it. It grows. It eats rat posion. We bury it. Valentine's comes. Cutest thing ever. We watch it. We feed it. We overfeed it. We flush it down the toilet. We cry...76 days later
288 days later
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I haven't submitted any photos. I guess I don't want free money.
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*gets another one*
*repeats*