"I can't write aesthetic descriptions when I'm too busy thinking of you.." 💭
A series of little brain dumps I have of MCYT shit for all you desperate simps!
noun a sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associations. "I was overcome with acute nostalgia for my days in college"
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"The nostalgia hits hard here..."
As I walk out of my house, a cold breeze hits my warm porcelain skin. The contrast makes it almost painful, but yet so soothing and relaxing. Observing the grey and dull sky, I hear a subtle yet alarming ping from my phone.
'Omw, be ready <3' Read a message from my boyfriend of 3 years, Karl. He's supposed to come pick me up for our anniversary and go to the arcade, which was where our first date was. Then it hit me like a brick; nothing there will be the same! They rebuilt the entire plaza, so it wouldn't be any surprise. So why was it so painful to imagine? Trying to think of what it may look like now, I was knocked out of my thoughts by a sudden honk from a car. Looking over, I see my boyfriend, Karl.
"Hey, why are you in short sleeves? It's pretty cold out.." Karl mentioned. Now that I think about it, it is rather cold outside. Before I could go in and change my shirt, I was suddenly hit by a sweater, Karl's sweater to be exact. I look up at him with literal stars in my eyes, "You're letting me wear this?!" I questioned excitedly. Karl subtly nods, I could see a light shade of pink dust on his face.
Time skip since I'm Lazyyyy~~~~~~~~~~
Karl parks the car in the parking lot at the plaza, and we turn our heads toward where the arcade is. Our eyes widen in surprise..
It hasn't changed at all!
"They didn't change the arcade?!" Karl exclaims happily. Right then and there, nostalgia hits hard here... Remembering when I had my first date with Karl here.. playing Dance Dance Revolution, I missed his weird dance moves. As we walked into the arcade, Karl put on a hat and his mask so no one would recognize him, seeing as he's been growing in popularity over the past few months. Coincidentally, the first thing he points out when we're inside is Dance Dance Revolution.
Lmao another time skip because I'm in class rn and the teacher keeps coming over to look at what im doing, guys im sus-
The arcade was closing soon, and almost everyone had left, so Karl and I started to head out. Just before we had gotten into the car, Karl stopped me.
"Karl, what's wrong?" I asked curiously. Before I could ask again, he got down on one knee. Is he doing what I think he's doing?!
"(Y/N), we've been together for 3 years now, and I can no longer hold back.." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black box.
"(Y/N) (L/N), will you marry me?" He says as he opens the box. I take a second to respond, my eyes tearing up in joy. I look at him while covering my blush with my hands, then run and hug him.
"Yes! Yes, I will Karl Jacobs!" I say as he starts to stand up and hug me tightly.
"I love you so much (Y/N)"
LMAFOFAOOAOOAOAOS THATS THE END YALL I MIGHT MAKE A PART TWO WITH THE BUN IN THE OVEN BUT OTHER THAN THAT PROLLY NOT SINCE I HAVE WRITERS BLOCK KFSDJFJKSDSK I DONT POST THAT MUCH ON THIS ACCOUNT YOU SHOULD KNOW THAT BUT I HAVE ANOTHER ACCOUNT WHERE I POST MHA SHIT BUT I DONT WANT MY FRIENDS SEEING MY SHITTY MCYT WRITING GHIRGHJRKGH
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