mcfly july day 12 - past curfew
me when i go past my curfew because i was too busy aurafarming at my parentās prom
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mcfly july day 12 - past curfew
me when i go past my curfew because i was too busy aurafarming at my parentās prom

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Mcfly July day 31 - free day!!
I didn't really participate much this year because I did not anticipate the bttf hyperfixation to hit me in the back of the head with an extending bat midway through July but nonetheless I wanted to end the month on a bang.
This is also I think my 5000th post!! Also celebrating over 500 followers!!
Knowing that bttf has become such a big part of my life I wanted to do a big piece for the fandom jus to say thanks :) you're all so cool. THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!
guys am I allowed to tag this as mcfly july ive been waiting all month to upload this soley cuz its called freestyle today š (ALSO WATCHING BTTF AT AN OUTDOOR MOVIE NIGHT LATER)
MCFLY JULY DAY 13 ā āis she pretty?ā
McFly July day 31: āPepsi Free (free day!)ā
and thus concludes McFly July!!! itās going to be weird not doing it anymore :(
iām going to ramble under the cut!

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mcfly july day 4 āice cream truckā
I feel the winds of McFly July coming near...
McFly July Day 3: Saw it in a Rerun
If there was one thing Marty knew for sure, it was that rainy days guaranteed thereād be nothing on TV. Heād debated even bothering to check, but anything other than planting himself on the couch had sounded too daunting. So, he threw on a sweatshirt, sank into the cushions, and made peace with becoming one with the furniture. His thumb hit the button on the remote in a steady rhythmāflipping through channels without really processingācatching snippets of shows, movies, and commercials.
Until one flash of black and white made him stop.
And there he sat, eyes transfixed on the glowing screen.
Heād seen this one a hundred times. Enough that he could recite most of the lines, enough that he could close his eyes and picture the scenes playing out in his head. Enough that he knew all the places his fatherās laugh belonged.
Enough that if he squinted, blurred the rest of the room, and narrowed his focus down to just the show, it made the house feel just like home.
Footsteps interrupted the illusion.
āThe Honeymooners?ā Linda asked, packing a surprising amount of judgment into the two words.
Marty didnāt move his gaze from the television. āYeah.ā
āLame.ā
He almost smiled. That had always been Lindaās opinion of the show.
āIām going to the mall,ā she told him. āEnjoy your ancient show.ā
Then he was alone again, thumb hovering above the channel button for a moment before he made himself press it, the show blinking out and being replaced by another. Then another. And another.
In no time at all, Marty had channel-surfed his way full circleāback to where heād started when heād first sat down. And in a few more clicks of the button, Ralph Kramden was back on the screen. This time, he closed his eyes fully, attempting to mentally place himself and everyone else where they were supposed to be. Himself in his usual chair at the table. Dad to his left, Dave and Linda across, and Mom on his right. The smell of meatloaf and cigarette smoke mixing in the air.
āOh, this is a great one!ā
Marty jumped, eyes snapping open and finding his father.
āOne of my favorites,ā George continued, a giddiness to him that was so familiar it made Marty ache.
āMine too.ā