Lonely Party 2025

Typed I’m fine but the joke was bleeding
and I laughed so you wouldn’t hear the meaning
Thought about deleting it
but the silence felt heavier than the sin
So I made it funny and hit send

I said L. O. L. I’m unwell like a punchline crack
but the punchline hit me and never hit back
Dropped trauma in the chat wrapped up in a meme
because joking hurts less than saying what I mean

Typed a paragraph shaped like a wound
hid it in emojis so it looked like a mood
They replied same and I felt seen for a sec
then traded my breakdown for a heart and a mention check

I didn’t mean to open up, it just slipped through
like honesty found a crack and clawed into view
I joke like I’m fine but the punchline bends
and the truth comes out louder than I intend

I overshared again, spilled the whole damn truth
and the algorithm loved it, said baby show them the proof
Turn my breakdowns into anecdotes I swear I’ll never send
If the feed is gonna judge my mess, I’ll laugh and hit post again

overshared again, overshared again

Sent a voice note trembling through a filter haze
wrapped it in a joke so they’d laugh at my pain
Said haha oops trauma dump like I meant to confess
but my voice cracked twice, gave away the rest

Someone typed felt this and the likes rolled in
dopamine hit like absolution I’ll chase again
I never meant to be a spectacle standing bare
that’s the curse of coping dressed up as flair

Didn’t mean to open up, guess the mask broke
and the humor turned honest right under the joke
I try to keep hidden what’s tearing within
but I say too much every time I begin

I overshared again, spilled the whole damn truth
and the algorithm loved it, said baby reveal the proof
Turn my breakdowns into punchlines, guess that’s how I cope with them
If the feed is gonna catch me slip, I’ll trip and post the spin

overshared again, overshared again

Maybe healing is a joke you tell before you cry
maybe truth leaks out the places that humor can’t hide
maybe messy feels holy when it’s raw and sincere
maybe I just needed proof someone hears me break here

So here’s another voice note, here’s another late night sin
If oversharing’s the ritual, I’ll confess again and again
Duet my damage, stitch my shame, tag me in the pain
I was born for the timeline and I’ll breathe out my name

Typed I’m fine
sent it anyway
hovered delete
chose post today

I Overshared Again

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I built Shiitake Products because the world needed a home for beautiful nonsense and soul-splitting truth.

- Sometimes that looks like a dancefloor meltdown at 2am.
- Sometimes it’s a button that says “Mildly Okay Human.”
- Sometimes it’s a whispered hymn to grief.

It’s all real. It’s all me. This is my multiverse—and you’re invited.

Here, AI collides with human emotion to create music that actually means something.
From dark trap bangers to cinematic alt-rock anthems, from emo-folk confessionals to glitch-satire ballads—every track is a story, a mood, a moment.
Not built for algorithms.
Built to feel.

🎧 Genres? Trap. EDM. Alt-rock. Rap-rock. Folk. Comedy. Chaos.

🧠 Themes? Rage. Love. ADHD spirals. Existential dread. Healing. Heartbreak. Hope.

🎯 Mission? To punch through the noise—and hit something real.


🔥 Want your story turned into a song? I do that.

🎁 Every listen helps fund more sonic experiments, more weird merch, and more beautiful noise.

🔗 Links:
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🍎 Apple Music: music.apple.com/us/artist/shiitake-products/1766960367
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