Hey guys it’s me Leth, I will reveal the Silksong release date once this comment section reaches 1 333 331 comments. Good Luck.

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Chat Is this real?

Hold on why is it 1 333 331 and not 1,333,331 or 1333331. Are you scamming us Leth?

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Holy shit I didn’t realise u/E1331 was Leth this whole time

We should turn this into live chat!!

yo E1331,

i have absolutely nothing to say anymore, soooooooooooo time to talk about my childhood~!

ok so, i personally believe that every single one of my problems, derives from my ABYSMAL elementary school experience,

i was treated extremely poorly, not by the students, but by one teacher, this bitch teacher i’ll call ”G”, used to call me ”homo habilis” (but in italian) (at least i think, im not too sure which specific type of old species of man she said)

which sounds like a compliement, until you realise that that’s (at least i think) the first species of man (that’s what google said) [btw google AI is one of my ocs],

meaning, she was calling me stupid, how kind of her!

and the worst part? she was my history, grammar, geography, italian, and i think sometimes music too teacher, meaning i could almost never escape her.

but. the only good thing to come out of elementary school, was that i became obsessed with this girl i’ll call ”F”, she was really nice to me and helped me with stuff!

unfortunately… i wasn’t nice back to her… so by fifth grade, i made things fall apart…

i fondly remember, 2 events,

the first, that bitch ”G” made me sit isolated from everyone, which i barely cared about

the second: that bitch G, was gonna move F to another desk further away, and i threw, such a tantrum, screaming, crying, and more,

so much so that she decided not to move her, (btw i doubt she was moving her just to hurt me).

and, by fourth (or maytbe third idk i forgor) grade covid made us go into lockdown, so it was time to study from a computer screen (this is foreshadowing)

i needed my mom to look over me during all 5 hours of class, because i was just straight up incompetent (i still kinda am)

i didn’t pay attention, ever, i just watched muted youtube videos on my phone (most of the time i watched fucking dhar mann lmao)

and she started to notice that i was clearly not normal, so after a few months, she started taking me to doctors, got me my own personal teacher to look after me once class rebegan, (she still takes me to doctors for some fucking reason despite me acting somewhat normal)

my personal teacher, she was uuuuuuuh, abysmal dogshit, she was boring, old, and just kinda there, she was also stupidly quiet, and i hated her

by this point in my life, after years of poor treatment, i slowly became quieter and quieter, my voice just kinda, didn’t develop at all?

it would take so much more for me to find the right people… (dw i have found them)

so to end this off, i actually met G again in 7-8th grade, and she was like ” omg!!! (my name) look at how much you’ve grown up!!!!”

and you have no idea how much i wanted to tell her ”you ruined my life” (yeah yeah, edgy, ik)

if you read allat, well, congrats, you now know more of the ”picture of you balling gal” lore, thank you for reading

stick around for next time, where i’ll talk about my middle school life
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picture of ANYONE but that fucking bitch G, balling

and E1331 as well ofc

…well i know this is the 32th comment.

Prepare to be flooded by dms

Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?

We are nearly 100k on this sub meaning one has to comment this post only 15 times

IM

SHHAAAAAAW

Here we go…

Skong