It’s fun reading writers who clearly grew up in suburban/urban environments as someone who grew up on a farm because they’re always like “oh it was so creepy, woods at night, eerily breathtaking, something was living in there…” and it’s like yeah that’ll be the deer.
EXACTLY
Same can be said about city streets. Random “gunshot” and “explosion” noises? That’s the road construction crew behind the corner. Mysterious howling and barking out of nowhere echoing through the street? That’s someone’s dumb dog that locked itself out on the balcony on the 3rd floor above you and buildings just happen to have the shape where certain areas just vibrate with echoes from all sides at once. Screeching of car tires and agressive shouting? Fucking teens are at it again.
But the city is the creepiest when it’s silent because if there are no cars and no chitchat and no humm of an A/C unit, then where is everybody?
Meanwhile in a rural area if you hear a gunshot that’s actually a gunshot
It’s nothing to worry about though, unless you hear a long, screaming NYOOM accompanying it. The Looney Tunes sound effect for flying bullets is legitimately almost what bullets flying past your head actually sounds like.
being an adult is just saying to yourself “this is the weekend i’ll clean my [x]” and then proceeding to not do that because it’s the weekend and you deserve to relax, goddamnit
why does this have 85K notes
because we reblogged it instead of cleaning our [x]
Female Awesome Meme - [1/3] mother characters: Joyce Byers;“Maybe I’m a mess, maybe I’m crazy, maybe I’m out of my mind! But God help me I will keep these lights up until the day I die if I think there’s a chance that Will’s still out there.”
