*kisses you on the lips*

if you think about mary kline in the sense that she became a therapist because she wanted to save people, then it means she went looking for clark because she wanted to save him. instead, she finds long empty corridors, and rooms that’s are echoes of an echo of memories. rooms that almost seem to reflect clark’s mind, muddled and distant and slipping away. when she sees them, when she stares directly at that reflection of the human pscyche - and as she wonders, perhaps, if this place is what tore clark apart, or if it just preyed on the parts of him that were already crumbling - she begins to lose hope. and then, after clawing her way out only to be brought to that interrogation room, i think she loses hope fully. because mary kline cannot save clark, and she cannot even save herself either. just like mary kline couldn’t save her mother

i really love the motif of windows in Backrooms. mary’s book being called “the window within”. the curtains in her office always being drawn. the shot of her behind glass in her own home during the gathering at her house. clark looking through the window into his own house. him being unable to see kat through the glass she can see him through. the window in mary’s mother’s house. the windows in the hospital her mother is brought to that only look out to another building. the drawing that mary finds of captain clark reaching someone up towards a window. the fale window in clark’s “home” in the backrooms that just looks out to more of the same empty space. the window in the interrogation room that’s too high to see out of (and thus to determine if it’s real). the fact that the backrooms lacks any windows to a true “outside space”, and how terrifying that makes it. there is no window within. or, at least, not one that any of them can find

This was literally my line of thought when watching the movie lmaoooo

i honestly don't really understand why "some people prefer watching gameplay online rather than playing games themselves" is treated as such a taboo when being a spectator is considered a pretty mundane way to engage with most sports, game shows, reality tv or even just like. chess.

never kill yourself. you have to fill your mutuals dash with shit they don't care about forever, okay?