#letitmclennon

Title: You make my dreams come true

Summary:

What I’ve got is a handful of dreams and a guitar. A rickety and out-of-tune guitar. And fragile dreams, like a house of cards, which have always been disconnected from each other. They don't make sense, I know that very well, because they're too big for a loser like me.

Author's note: Happy Mclennon day <3

TONIGHT 10 PM: INTERVIEW WITH LETITMCLENNON, THE ARTIST OF THE WEEK OF MCLENNON RADIO.

We normally don’t suggest blogs to follow since we only share mclennon confessions from the fandom, but we hit 1.000 followers last week and we want to thank all the Mclennon fandom with a list of the most influential and important blogs of the fandom:

mclennonwasreal

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the–mclennon

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We are sorry if we didn’t include other amazing mclennon blogs!

We have joined this fandom one year ago, and we have loved from the start all the amazing people who have shared theories, stories, quotes, pictures, gifs, edits, and so much more about John and Paul.

 The fandom has grown tremendously, and it’s full of talented, funny and amazing people.

Wasn't it the "if nobody claims me in 30 days I'M YOURS" pin?

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Title: I'll follow the sun

Summary:

John and Paul. Two different souls. Like cold and warm. Like the moon and the sun.

Author's note: Happy birthday Paul!

Title: Blue moon

Preview: 

His fingers moved absent-mindedly on the keys of the guitar, pressing the right strings with agility. His singing was barely whispered. Paul was singing Blue moon. He thought it was appropriate, after all outside it was a full moon night, and its silvery glow was so powerful that it illuminated even his small bedroom. But all this light seemed very sad to Paul. The moonlight had always given him a kind of sorrowful sadness. And that evening, more than ever, Paul found himself confirming his thoughts. The reason?

Author’s note: Happy 80th birthday, Paul!

Title: Kiss me

Preview: 

"Well, what is it?" he asked, without looking up from the notebook where they wrote the lyrics and chords, "Don't tell me Elvis, because it’s impossible."

John pouted, "Why?"

"Just logistical problems, you know."

"Okay, then I'll settle for something simpler."

"And that would be…?" Paul asked, not knowing that this would become the most dangerous question he had ever asked.

"Kiss me."

Author’s note: Happy birthday, John!