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RULES OF THE EFK PLAYGROUND
(Yes, there are rules. No, they're not stupid)
 

A sacred scroll of irreverent wisdom, nervous system safety,

and adult recess etiquette. Frame it. Screenshot it.

Tattoo it on your aura.

  1. Be your damn self. No costumes, capes, or curated identities required.

  2. Be kind — to others, but mostly to your crispy-ass nervous system.

  3. Move what’s stuck. Shake it. Stretch it. Scream into a pillow. Throw a tantrum. Then drink some water.

  4. Don’t self-abandon. If you leave yourself, who’s supposed to play?

  5. Stop setting yourself on fire to warm people who won’t hug you back. 🔥

  6. No performative joy. Sad? Say so. We’ll cry on the swing set together.

  7. Leave the gold stars at the gate. This isn’t school. There’s no extra credit for suffering.

  8. Don’t steal someone’s swing. Respect other people’s weird-ass regulation rituals.

  9. Ask better questions — especially when your brain is spiraling.

  10. You break it? You feel it. That’s the deal. That’s the growth.

  11. Laugh. A lot. Even mid-crisis. Especially mid-crisis.

  12. No fires. Seriously. We will revoke your seesaw privileges and MacGyver your ass into time-out.

Each one is a truth.

A permission slip.

And a protective spell.

 

 Welcome to the Playground.

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Try not to get locked out.

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