Hey guys! I have arrived today with an application for the Aesthetic Club. I'm really bad at intros, so just go into the applications.
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Aesthetic Club Applications
How active are you?
I understand I'm not very active, but if I this club, I swear I will be. So far, I haven't really had anything to do here, but now that I have something, I will definitely be more active.
Why do you want to this club?
I think ing this club will make me more productive, and I will improve with my writing. Plus, I love aesthetics and this is gonna be super fun!
What is your current aesthetic?
Galaxies and purple ^_^ Looks something like this
Write a short story based on one of the pictures
I chose this picture:
Here's the story
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Autumn was her favourite time of the year. She loved the way the golden brown leaves bid farewell to it's creator, and let go of everything. Maybe she could learn a thing or two.
To her, Autumn wasn't just a time of Pumpkin Spice Lattes. It was a time of memories and lessons. Sweet and bitter memories flashed through her mind, reminding her of what once was. What used to be.
She let her legs wander, allowed them to roam, while her eyes drank in her rustic surroundings. A small smile formed on her lips when she realized where her legs were taking her.
It was their spot. Their special place. Hers, and........someone else's. Warm tears lightly travelled down her face as her mind filled with images. Images of him. The way his eyes lit up and crinkled when he smiled. The way he smelled on a Saturday morning spent together. The way his hair could never be tamed, always springing back into curls. The way his lips tasted, after a sweet kiss. The way he whispered "I love you" when she felt insecure. How he was perfect in every way.
She climbed down the slope, to the spot where they first met. Down to where they first kissed. Down to where they spent wonderful afternoons together, filled with laughter and growing love. Down to where he proposed to her. Down to where he promised her, that he'd never leave her.
Liar. But it wasn't his fault. It's not like he could've done anything anyway. She plucked a leaf off a branch, holding it close. She would have to learn from the leaves. Yes, she would have to learn. She would have to learn how to let go.
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Sorry if the story's too short :/
Thanks for reading! Hope you all have a good day! :blue_heart:
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