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I'm taking you with me
Jan. 21st, 2008 12:20 pmToday is my and ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
donburi's seventh anniversary.
That is a long time.
Imagine the world, if you will, as the game Portal - if I am an orange-jumpsuit wearing test subject, Don is like my weighted companion cube.
There are many weighted storage cubes in the world, but there is only one weighted companion cube, just as there is only one Don. Although he can talk, Don has never threatened to stab me. He has stuck with me through many trials, and at times shielded me from the dangers of the high frequency pellet, for which I am very grateful. I'm sorry about the charring from that, Don.
In the end, I would rather spend a lifetime trapped in test 18 than ever euthanize Don in the conveniently provided incinerator. No, I would not, not even for cake. I would only want to escape with Don, and I would not throw him in the death water (why did you do that, it was WEIGHTED, it wasn't going to float!!).
Sometimes life is complicated and dark, but I know that Don will always be waiting for me in the basement, a place where the cake is no longer a lie. And what amazing cake it is. We will eat it together, surrounded by a thousand glowing eyes.
I love you,weighted companion cube Don.
♥
donburi's seventh anniversary.That is a long time.
Imagine the world, if you will, as the game Portal - if I am an orange-jumpsuit wearing test subject, Don is like my weighted companion cube.
There are many weighted storage cubes in the world, but there is only one weighted companion cube, just as there is only one Don. Although he can talk, Don has never threatened to stab me. He has stuck with me through many trials, and at times shielded me from the dangers of the high frequency pellet, for which I am very grateful. I'm sorry about the charring from that, Don.
In the end, I would rather spend a lifetime trapped in test 18 than ever euthanize Don in the conveniently provided incinerator. No, I would not, not even for cake. I would only want to escape with Don, and I would not throw him in the death water (why did you do that, it was WEIGHTED, it wasn't going to float!!).
Sometimes life is complicated and dark, but I know that Don will always be waiting for me in the basement, a place where the cake is no longer a lie. And what amazing cake it is. We will eat it together, surrounded by a thousand glowing eyes.
I love you,
♥
