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We all get there sometimes When the world is a fun house mirror that is only slightly off And my head is pinched until there is no room for complete thoughts So the words bounce around in my head like hyperactive toddlers Or 3 little girls who have been in the car too long My parents called it being squirrelly An appended description for the utter chaos scampering out of my mouth Then the little worms come out, too, like the earthworms in a rainstorm except the rain in a barrage of obscure cartoon references or the repeated sound of the squeaky door Then we try to be serious No more funny business, I am a mature adult with a J.O.B. Jellyfish Obsession and Boundaries, which are minimally helpful So now I either have unhealthy co-dependent behaviors (probably) or a sense of brutal honesty and a tendency to overshare Now, a quick haiku That leafy sea dragon is not a piece of kelp Yes, I like the ocean For all intensive purposes, this should not make sense If it does, then that is a sign of deep burrowing by earworms or the desperate last beat of Circadian Rhythm Good Night
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May 9
May 9, 2026 at 12:40 AM UTC
Why is everything funny when Im tired?
We all get there sometimes When the world is a fun house mirror that is only slightly off And my head is pinched until there is no room for complete thoughts So the words bounce around in my head like hyperactive toddlers Or 3 little girls who have been in the car too long My parents called it being squirrelly An appended description for the utter chaos scampering out of my mouth Then the little worms come out, too, like the earthworms in a rainstorm except the rain in a barrage of obscure cartoon references or the repeated sound of the squeaky door Then we try to be serious No more funny business, I am a mature adult with a J.O.B. Jellyfish Obsession and Boundaries, which are minimally helpful So now I either have unhealthy co-dependent behaviors (probably) or a sense of brutal honesty and a tendency to overshare Now, a quick haiku That leafy sea dragon is not a piece of kelp Yes, I like the ocean For all intensive purposes, this should not make sense If it does, then that is a sign of deep burrowing by earworms or the desperate last beat of Circadian Rhythm Good Night
thank you i sleep now
kiwicanfly
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19/F/America
May 9
May 9, 2026 at 12:40 AM UTC
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