okophelia:
Yes, the rumours are true, your favourite person ever isn’t actually dead. I’m alive.
I’m so glad to hear that! Although, you’ll have to remind me who my favorite person is, sweet pea.
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@fvckevelyn
okophelia:
Yes, the rumours are true, your favourite person ever isn’t actually dead. I’m alive.
I’m so glad to hear that! Although, you’ll have to remind me who my favorite person is, sweet pea.
Upon her arrival, an abundant amount of large boxes were already placed outside by her unit. “Jesus,” she murmured and licked her lips as she brought in a couple of smaller boxes inside the living area. Cameron turned around alerted to hear rustling in the background and she ran her fingers through her hair. “Hello?” She called out and jumps as she walks out to see someone carrying her box. “If your name is Cameron Davis, feel free to take whatever is yours but as far as I know, love, these boxes are mine.” Cameron chortles heartily, nibbling on her lower lip.
wtvrcammy:
Shocked to find a maze of boxes on the way to her own place, Evie had stopped to investigate. It seemed as though yet another soul had decided to take residency here, something that left the belle beaming as she picked a box up from beneath her feet. She’d expected to simply move it to the side, possibly even carry it somewhere for whatever new neighbor it belonged to, but instead was startled to hear its owner calling out to her. “I’m so sorry,” she squeaked, face flaming as she gently returned the box to the floor. “I was just trying to help, but um, I see how that could have been misinterpreted.” Letting out an awkward laugh, Evelyn wiggled her fingers in a wave. “I’m Evie, actually, and I’ve got my own apartment of stuff to steal, but it’s nice to meet you--I’m assuming--Cameron Davis.”
basilfck:
Just my luck, they would lose my bags on the trip home. I mean I guess it’s not as bad as losing them on the way to the Bermudas, but all my camera equipment is in there so I’m kind of fucked at the moment.
A man without his camera is like a dog without a bone, or so I’ve heard. It’s good to see you though, darlin’, even with the negative circumstances of losing your equipment.
Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
writing our future: self
who: evie, carter, an eloise mention what: evie is moving back to georgia!! when: not too long from now--a month in the future, perhaps where: eclc for the last time etc: i decided that evie would move back to georgia after all of this cries but um she comes back ofc and they’d all stay in contact and god it hurts
Explain your current situation to your five-years-ago self.
ur about to jump
LORD JESUS OK THO IMMA KIK U BC ITS FASTER
me too diana
so long endless city luxury condos. this really has been something to treasure and remember.
It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.
Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita (via feellng)
If you can see a future without me and that doesn’t break your heart then we’re not doing what I thought we were doing here.
That 70’s Show (via muse)
best couples: jess and nick (new girl)
“There is nothing I know more than the fact that I want to be with you, Jess.”
closed: evelyn
Scarlett stared at Evelyn with a partial look of shock. She’d hit a nerve of some kind and for that she was truly sorry. Scarlett placed a hand on her stomach, glancing down at it. There was life growing inside her, a child both hers and Brandon’s. Scarlett always dreamed of the day she’d become a mother, though as a little girl she never expected it to be at such a young age. She always thought she’d be married and stable by the time she’d have a baby. It never occurred to Scarlett as a child that things didn’t always work out the way they were supposed to. “It’s j-just…um, well…I-I’m pregnant.” she whispered, keeping her eyes glued to the ground.
The announcement hit Evie harder than it should have--the girl sucking in a sharp breath at Scarlett’s confession. For a split second, rage surged within her, unnecessary anger at the idea of someone getting to be a mother, getting to have everything Evelyn had so naively almost believed she could have. With one look at the redhead’s fear-stricken face, though, Evie was instantly deflating, guilt flooding her for so selfishly finding anger in that moment. “I’m assuming it’s Brandon’s?” she asked, not so much accusatory as genuinely positive--Scarlett didn’t seem like the kind of girl to sleep around. “Does he know? Have you told him? Are you going to?” She felt bad for the series of questions she was firing, but curiosity got the better of her, and Evelyn felt it necessary to ask each of them. “Does anyone else know?” Evie finally whispered, barely daring to meet Scarlett’s eyes. She bit her lip, not awaiting the girl’s reaction before she was stepping forward, reaching to give her a quick hug. “It’ll be okay, Scar, really. I mean, I know it’s scary at first, but it’ll go away.”
evelyn genevieve ross disneybounds cruella de vil
evie’s infinite playlist: stolen dance - milky chance
“I want you We can bring it on the floor You’ve never danced like this before We don’t talk about it Dancing on, do the boogie all night long Stoned in paradise Shouldn’t talk about it,”
tattooed heart: aria
Aria was sprawled on her bed lazily, a cigarette dangling between her fingers. Her attention was fixated on the ceiling of the shared bedroom, eyes scanning over the intricate chandelier that hung proudly. She shut her eyes, feeling dizzied and dazed for a few seconds. With closed eyes, Aria brought the cigarette to her lips and took a long drag from it, welcoming the poison to fill her lungs. She opened her eyes the slightest bit and blew out smoke in the shape of rings. Aria sighed to herself in a strained, worn out sort of way. Though nothing had happened on her vacation, Aria came to the sudden realization of how tired she always was lately. She craved nothing more than to lie down and fall into an endless state of oblivion. The brunette forced herself to sit upright, scooting back to lean against the headboard of the bed. She finished off the last of the cigarette and put it out in the ash tray set neatly on her designated bedside table. Aria was sharing a room with Addison and the two hadn’t spoken a word to each other since the moment they arrived at the mansion. The two had never gotten along and Aria always preferred her own company over spending time with others. Aria spent most nights out, only returning to the mansion late into the night with glitter in her hair and mascara staining her cheeks. The haze Aria had found herself in was promptly disrupted my a light tapping at her door. She instantly recognized the voice to be Evelyn’s, which almost brought a smile to her lips. Aria didn’t like most people, but she did like Evie. They made an unusual pair, yet Aria wouldn’t have it any other way. She pushed herself off the bed, taking a moment to attempt regaining her balance. Finding her way to the door, she opened it just a crack and then wide enough for Evelyn to come inside. “Hey,” she spoke, matching Evie’s hushed tone, “What’s up?”
Although the girl was never one to be seduced with danger, acts of rebellion always seeming to be below her, Aria brought out a dangerous side to Evelyn. A side that hinted of adventure, kissed the skin of adrenaline, and always left Evie with a rush, feeling as though she were invincible if she could be so mighty as to conquer the same feat as Aria Silvers. Maybe it was a bad case of hero worship, but Evie couldn’t help but bask in the other girl’s very presence--caught in the ethereal life of a bad girl. Besides, it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that Aria didn’t easily take to people, which never failed to make Evie smile, if only because she’d somehow been deemed as worthy. Even still, Evelyn’s harmless exterior always put her at a disadvantage when it came to trying to fit in with someone so effortlessly cool, which left her trapped in a game of cat and mouse, constantly racing to match Aria in the thrill.
Of course, that only fueled Evie to step further out of her comfort zone, which is why as she stepped into Aria’s shared room, she produced a bottle from her bag. “Vodka,” she announced quietly, proudly. Somehow, she’d managed to sneak an unopened bottle from a bar at one of the events they’d attended, harboring it for this very moment. “Remember? We said we could take a few shots, loosen up before the real deal,” Evie playfully reminded Aria, wiggling her eyebrows at the mention of their soon to be adventure. She wandered towards a stray chair in the room, dropping into it and smiling as she began to unscrew the cap of the bottle, the seal snapping in her palm. Halfway through though, Evie paused, quickly glancing up at Aria as a fearful thought manifested its way into the girl’s mind. “You didn’t forget, right? That you said you’d go with me to get a tattoo?” One of Evie’s hands slid behind her back, her fingers crossing in the hopes that she wasn’t making a fool of herself.