Oh honey, that’s just how old houses are. They settle. They sometimes creak or groan, or quietly weep, or demand blood sacrifice in voices that sounds like the fluttering wings of a thousand moths. It’s just the house settling. For whatever it can get. Go back to sleep.
Does anybody else get really excited when they see another gay person in a normal place? Like I was in the grocery store today and saw this cute lesbian and I’m just like running back and forth with my cart in front of the produce like HEY LOOK AT ME I’M GAY TOO LOOK AT US BEING QUEER IN THE SUPERMARKET LETS BE FRIENDS.
gay people literally act like dogs when they see other dogs