THE SUMMER OF 1984 ! i wish this summer would last forever.
━ soft!! fluff!! passion!! punk!!
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WARNING! OVERTHINKING KILLS HAPPINESS
NOTHING IS WRONG SO DON'T OVERTHINK IT
IT'S HARD TO EXPLAIN BUT IT'S OUT OF THIS WORLD
CALL IT MAGIC CALL IT LOVE
ARE YOU READY?
The summer of 1984 was filled with cicada lovesongs and catching fireflies in the dusk.
It was endless hours of messy kisses and handholding combined with ice-cream dates and carving your name on tree trunks.
It was writing shitty poetry while sharing vanilla milkshakes after screaming the lyrics to Blitzkrieg Bop in your lover's bedroom.
It was sweet, it was short, and it ended way too early.
But damn, it was one hell of a summer.
PART 1 OF THE ATONAL OEUVRES SERIES.
A/N: This came to me while listening to The Beatles while drinking champagne and dancing in my bedroom. I'm in the mood for love. Sue me. I don't know shit about the eighties but my parents talk about it like it was the peak of human existence.
