I HAVE FUCKING BALLET IN THE MORNING TOMORROW AND I JUST WATCHED THE BACKROOMS. MY MIND IS OFFICIALLY OFF OF THE PETTY HIGH SCHOOL DRAMA AND IS NOW ON THE FACT THERE IS A DEFORMED FUCKING THERAPIST LADY JUST THERE NOW
IT’S 11:35. I NEED TO FRIGGIN SLEEP BUT NO I CANNT I NEED TO UN FREAGGIN WIND FROM THAT SCARY ASS MOVIE
i remember being in like eighth grade and seeing the backrooms alight online. Grace the world with its glory. done by some random kid. You knew it was fake and just weird indie horror but even still it was scary and you appreciated it and it was comforting
AND THEN THEY TURN ITINTO A PROPER FILKM AND NKW I FEWR FOR NOCLIPPING. ALWAYSD
i’m gonna do barrework with a famous teacher and instead of thinking of engaging my core and glutes around my hips to keep them squared i think of how to distort a face using a mix of practical makeup/sculpting and cgi effects .just so i donMt absolutely freak out imagining that hellish immaeg
















