Laughter resonates through my funny bones.
We're all having a good time
so that we don't feel alone.

It's grown inside my brain;
this constant repetition of the phrases:
It's all alright. It's good. We'll be okay.
I'm fine. As a matter of fact, I'm great.

Nevermind never minding all the things I love to hate,
and the crying sessions in between.
This ****'s ******' funny.
I'm laughing my *** off.
No, but yea. Seriously.