Munchkin is what I call her, in my dreams at least. I'm too, well, awkward in real life, when I'm near her. With her sassy tone and her beautiful, tender, salty lips. That what I imagine, them tasting like salt. Think about a world without salt, I-I SAO, SAO! That's her name. Saoirse Mayonnaise Jr. We all call her Sao Mayo (Pronunciation : Say-O May-O). Are at least, her friends do, in which I am not included. I used to be, oh it was a wonderful time, the four amigos, together forever. Until I loved Barbie Dabalaba. Then, it all fell down. They dreaded Barbie, and therefore, dreaded me. We split, Isabella Hollembaek is still my friend, Kate Joubert not so much, and Sao, well she's a gone girl. She moved, about a year ago, and ever since I regretted not trying hard enough. I was lookin through the yearbook last month and I saw her, I realized she was (and hopefully still is) a sexy devil, and I will never let this go. My Munchkin, My Mayo, My Love!
