POV: Your friend slowly turns into mayo (Credit In Video)

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I remember when my friend turned into a jar of mayonnaise🥺😔😢

BucketGuyX
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WHY MAYONNAISE, WHY. PEOPLE KEEP CALLING ME MAYO JUST BECAUSE MY NAME IS MAYLO😭😭😭😭

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Excuse me is mayonnaise is an instrument

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I watch in silence, heart askew,
As time has turned my friend to hue—
A subtle shift, not grand, not fast,
But deep inside, it’s grown at last.

Their smile, once bright, begins to pale,
A creamy hue begins to veil.
The laughter fades, replaced by still,
A slippery sadness, hard to fill.

Once vibrant soul, now cold and bland,
A jar of mayo in their hand.
I reach for them, but feel the slip—
A little less of what I grip.

They speak in whispers, soft and thin,
As if they've lost their will within.
The texture’s changed, and so’s the tone—
A friend, now shifting, all alone.

I mourn the friend that they once were,
Now trapped within this viscous blur.
A transformation slow and wide,
A loss I cannot run from, hide.

Yet still I hope, though tears may flow,
That somewhere deep, their essence shows—
Beyond the jar, beyond the paste,
A friend awaits, though time has chased

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