pretend this is a good name

TW: SUICIDE AND HEAVY THOUGHTS


Nothing.
Every goddamn day.
Day after day after day after day it is the same.
The same as the day before, the day before that, the day before that, and as I thought it would finally change.
Well, of course I was wrong.
I'm always wrong. As simple as that.

Why am I even saying this? It's not like someone will read this. Nobody will. Never. I. I- ah. I don't know. Damn it all I don't know anything.
I can tell you where I am though. That'll help. Yeah, you already know the Backrooms and such, that's… quite popular. I wish… Well, it shouldn't be popular. You've got it wrong trust me. For the love of god, listen for a second. The Backrooms is not what you thought it was. It's not like they told us. They lied to us. Okay okay, what am I talking about? These halls? You know the ones, the "mono-yellow" halls with the buzzing lights. Well, that's all fun and games, especially when considering what comes afterwards, fun. Other people, entities that'll murder you. I wish something could rip me apart. Fuck, it's just so obvious don't you understand? Nobody is here. This godforsaken hellhole is a trap that you'll never escape. Not only that, none of these murder monsters are here. Where are they? Where are they? Tell me? I want to fucking die! Well, maybe that's a little far. I have some awareness for my life.
Every day is the same as the day before. The same look over and over and over again. Nothing ever turns in these halls, don't you get it yet? Don't you understand? Not yet… Not yet you don't. I know you don't, just admit it. Wait, I forgot, you can't! It must suck to be in your situation, where you can't respond, huh? You can't argue! I'm the ruler of this miserable world! I'd love to see the look on your face, then spit on you. You have nothing on me. I can wander on my merry way and you'll just be thinking about the days of the internet, the silly murder monsters, the huge groups, why would they be real? It's all just fiction to you, and it's true, of course it's fiction! Why would life every be so nice? Life would never be as kind as that!
Hah! It's funny, you innocent soul. Death is probably the scariest thing to you, huh? Bastard.


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It's the classic story, I'm walking, I trip. Whoop-die-doo I no-clipped into the Backrooms. I felt a cold sensation, a dark, soulful touch deep inside my heart, that shivered me to the core. The static of a limb deep in sleep as you wake it up with a forbidden touch. It's weird as hell, a kind of pain that I'd never have thought possible. Imagine, just for one mere second, falling from a high place, knowing that what'll come is only death, then… Nothing, the tingling stops, and you open your eyes to this strange place. It's the classic story, I see the strange yellow rooms, I yell out "fuck" and walk on without a care in the world. The buzzing of the lights only adds onto this torture that mere words cannot explain, the moist carpet that has some… well, y'know, not-good-to-drink liquids. We've all heard these stories. You've herd 'em, I have. Nothin' to it. I knew the stories, and I knew the rhymes, so I head-dived into the walls.
I feel the tingly feelings like before, just a little less severe, like a light tickle everywhere on my body, but instead of using feathers to tickle, it was pins and needles. No pain is a little… Nah it's an exaggeration, not gonna make it out to be something all crazy and such. They don't really explain this feeling, you get used to it after a little while, the first time though, wow. Fuckin' strange, I'll say. But, now I'm in Level 1, woooow, such amazing skills. It's almost like it wasn't a challenge at all. As per what I was told, I can find a group here, and some entities. I guess I should be careful about those, might die some way or another. But, I ain't got nothin' to do except walk and try to find that group. You know the one I'm talking about, we all do. Like, the biggest group, the MEG. Yeah, of course you know that one. But, where is it? It should be close to the entrance last time I checked, be that quite a while ago. I think it should be over here, somewhere, I'm not exactly sure. But… where? Where the hell is it? The lights have flickered, like it says it will sometimes, but I haven't faced any dangers. What-no, where? Where are they? I continue to search through the giant concrete corridors of Level 1, yet I still find nothing. Fucking nothing. What the hell. There should be something, right? Anything? God damn it just be here! Hah, ha. I guess not?
But hey! What am I afraid of? Being alone in the "dark"? It's not even dark for gods sake! And on top of that I'm not even afraid! Welp, I've been here for, what, a day? What do I do, where do I go? I completely forgot about that. Hmm, Level 11 is populated, right? Let's go there, well, first we go to level 2. Simple enough, I'll just keep walki-
Oh hey, I'm here!
Well, what do I do now? Go to level 3? Sure!

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