all i need is tlc

could be anyone that wouldn't be me believing everyone except for me all I need is tlc, block it out with thc you would know if you seen what i seen ain't smooth like maybelline count me out like 1, 2, 3, proof i'm gone say my move was strong bite it between my teeth, said I'm moving along do you know where I've been? back and forth to timbuktu, still, I come through like mr. sheen dealing with charlie sheens, sad times, can you play the strings? no cut, no seam, looks could kill and i've got high beams

[ocamila]

@mila: someone give me a sangria iv

[silentrse]

[ocamila]

imessage 2 camila!

ASHTON: yeah im okay! just a lot of coffee lol

ASHTON: omg really? wow my ears have been blessed already!

MILA: ya, promise? do you need me to bring you extra clothes or anything at all?

MILA: yes, lil mama! i'm super excited, nervous...all of it, tbh

[ocamila]

imessage 2 camila!

ASHTON: hey boo!

ASHTON: we're gonna have to reschedule that hang out! i'm so sorry :(

ASHTON: but please catch me up on literally everything else in your life i need every detail thank you

MILA: that's alright, honey

MILA: are you doing alright? do you need anything?

MILA: my life? hectic...the album is coming soon so i'm stressed u know

[ocamila]

camila kauffman out with a friend for a casual brunch this morning at bluestone lane collective cafe in the upper west side district. this outing came amid rumors she would be releasing her first single on friday from an upcoming album. the singer refused to comment when photographers pressed about this rumor 

[ocamila]

[ocamila]

eden 🦋

camila had landed in new york city less than thirty-six hours ago and thought all she wanted to do was sit in her home, enjoy her dogs, and potentially wander in her backyard. that was until she received a text from eden which ever so easily coaxed her into going out for the night. that was about half an hour and one dress ago; camila was now standing in eden’s bedroom draping her right hand over her left elbow as her legs also crossed. “just throw on a dress, you know? it’s so easy.” she was looking at the girl’s closet as if she were going to decide what eden should wear, but instead she just had a kink for gorgeous clothes hanging there, lifeless yet so full of character, in a closet. her face was nearly bare, thanks to the sun kissed skin that spain had given her, except mascara paired with lipgloss and a bit oh highlight. “do you think i need more makeup? or like, this is ok?” she cocked her head at her own reflection in the full-length mirror in front of her. @edenlane

[ocamila]

devin 🦋

[ocamila]

ofblueyes

                        Familiar,  the  other  female  was  this  constant  that  had  become  a  source  of  comfort  in  the  darkest  moments  and  even  in  the  most  glorious  ones,  she  seemed  to  be  filled  with  brightness.  It’s  possible  that  was  just  another  reason  why  she  felt  so  upset  when  the  other  seemed  to  disappear  without  any  warming,  it  was  like  losing  one  of  the  few  tiny  lights  in  the  middle  of  a  dark  room.  ❝And  here  I  thought  you  liked  me  for  my  wonderful  personality,  gorgeous  smile,  and  my  cuddle  skills.❞  Her  own  response  came  with  a  dramatic  gasp,  clearly,  one  she  tried  to  push  across  as  dramatic  as  possible  but  it  was  hard  to  do  when  a  warm  laugh  followed  right  after  it.  That  was  just  one  of  the  things  she  enjoyed  about  their  friendship,  the  other  could  always  pull  these  silly  little  moments  out  of  thin  air  without  even  trying.  It  wasn’t  until  after  arms  were  wrapped  around  her  and  she  was  returning  the  warming  response  when  a  small  smile  curved  onto  her  own  lips.  ❝Of  course,  I  missed  you,❞  she  eased  out  through  her  smile.  ❝Who  could  ever  not  miss  the  one  and  only  Camila?  You’re  far  too  fabulous  to  forget.❞

pretending to be offended by the list of reasons given by devin, camila scoffed “i do suppose those things count for something as well.” she nibbled on the left corner of her mouth, a nervous habit she had had since childhood, as her thoughts drifted to the day she was sitting on her family’s private jet awaiting take off. her thumbs and fingers had clicked the keyboard on her iPhone to type out a message to devin explaining where and why she was going, but before she brought herself to press send she shut the phone down. in that time, camila needed to go ghost to allow herself to love herself once again; so much had happened in the last few months that her head was constantly in a tizzy. “hearing that puts me at ease,” a deep breath escaped from the tiny woman as she continued the hug a bit longer than what was typically deemed as socially acceptable. “you’re tugging my heart strings with yours words.” she spoke sweetly as she began to open the pizza box once her arms were freed from the embrace. “so, tell me everything i missed...if i missed anything anyway.”

[ocamila]

dcniro

ashton: boring w/o you :/

mila: gross, ash. that was cute n kinda sentimental mila: come over soon? i’m not quite ready to go face all of nyc yet lmfao drinks by my pool sounds better

[ocamila]

snap to open 🦋

[ocamila]

nsfwviolets

VIOLET: excuse me !! where was my invite to europe ?? i totally should have been invited & now you have to find a way to make it up to me. not to mention you also missed my birthday !! twenty-three is an important bday !! VIOLET: tell me all about europe over bottomless mimosas :) & i expect a belated birthday present !!

MILA: hi, dont be mad! no one was invited, tbh? i know u would have been granted i told ppl! ur, like, my favorite. i willlll definitely make it up to you! omg, gross don't remind me that my twenty-fourth is coming up, i’m choking honestly. but, fuck i’m so sorry i missed that...dinner n drinks on me? MILA: wait, yes perfect it’s a date

[ocamila]

snap to open 🦋

[ocamila]

wydmariana

mari: omg is this my babyGIRL??? mari: ur excused mari: why didn’t u take me with u!!

mila: hi, gf it me mila: thank god mila: i took nooo one...not even my regular phone! i took my other phone which was nice because no one in the city has the number and so i had my other off

[ocamila]

dcllish

kendall : i ammmmm fingers crossed my schedule allows kendall : in the words of a wise woman, it feels so good to be so young and have this fun and be successful kendall : but successful also means BUSY ! :( aghhh i hope you has sm fun!!! kendall : blowing a kiss for paris

mila: i will have my fingers crossed, too! mila: a wise, wise woman that one is 😉 mila: you can't be successful without busting your ass, we’re all proof of that, no? mila: paris deserves all the kisses and spain deserves all the intimacy indefinitely 

[ocamila]

@mila: listen, i'm not saying the new album is fire

@mila: but i'm not not saying it

[ocamila]

devin 🦋

[ocamila]

ofblueyes

                         In  all  honesty,  she  didn’t  feel  angry  over  the  situation.  Taking  off  or  hiding  away  for  a  few  days  or  a  few  weeks  was  something  she  had  done  multiple  times  in  the  past,  something  she  always  fell  into  whenever  she  had  an  episode,  but  she  always  made  sure  to  inform  her  closest  friends  that  she  was  actually  alive  and  not  lost  in  a  cave  somewhere.  Maybe  that  was  why  it  was  so  upsetting  —  no  information  or  warning  was  given,  the  other  practically  dropped  off  the  face  of  the  planet.  However,  she  had  returned  and  Devin  always  had  a  habit  of  trying  to  focus  on  the  more  positive  sides  of  things,  causing  her  to  immediately  move  to  clean  up  the  mess  of  projects  in  the  living  room,  even  ordering  Chinese  as  some  kind  of  small  meal  like  it  was  a  good  peace  offering  between  the  two.  Not  that  they  really  needed  one.  As  soon  as  she  answered  the  door,  she  found  herself  leaning  against  the  door  frame,  attempting  to  take  a  moment  in  before  her  warm  laugh  finally  managed  to  escape.  ❝You  know  I  can’t  stay  mad  at  you,  which  is  entirely  unfair.❞  Soft  words  offered  as  she  moved  out  of  the  way  of  the  door.  ❝I  ordered  Chinese,  I’m  attempting  to  chill  out  my  pizza  intake.❞

“that’s the beauty of me, right?” her head tilted left as a teeny giggle escaped her recently filled lips that were coated in a simple clear gloss she had for far too long, but she couldn't bring herself to toss it as it smelled like cotton candy. “it’s not all that unfair in the long run, honey.” she entered as devin moved her slender frame from the doorway. “trade one take out for the other,” setting the array of items down on the kitchen counter, she continued “i always knew i liked you for a reason.” the singer cooed politely. closing her honey hues for a moment, she breathed in the air that filled devin’s home. it smelled like devin, a rather comforting scent for camila which caused a spike in relaxation to sweep over the taut body. “so, are you going to tell me you missed me or what?” it was almost a challenge, but camila weakened as she stepped toward the model to engulf her in a giant bear hug that few in mila’s life had experienced. come to think of it, this hug made about six people total who can confidently say that camila kauffman had smothered them with love and affection. not to say that camila never hugged anyone, but she rarely hugged people in this manner. “because i missed you with every inch of my beating heart and i brought presents to prove that you never left my wanderlust filled brain.”

[ocamila]

devin 🦋

camila knew she had, for lack of better words, fucked up by not telling a single soul she was jetting off to europe for three weeks but it was just one of those silent adventures she needed to go on to regain her sense of self. when she landed back in the city, she alerted her cohorts she was back on us soil, but devin was a little less than impressed with the pop princess––she had to make this right. gathering the slew of gifts camila had collected in her various countries, ice cream from oddfellows in the east village, a pizza from motorino, and chocolate covered strawberries for good measure to pair with the champagne she was also toting around she set off for devin’s. “i’m on my way x.” was the simple text she sent to the model as she was nearly halfway there. the pit of mila’s stomach did a cartwheel, or three, as the black suv halted in front of devin’s all too familiar place in new york city. making her way up, she waited at the door for the girl inside to answer after she had rang the bell just once. “forgive me?” she meekly smiled and presented all she brought with a certain energy that was screaming for the model to let her in despite the fact camila had nearly completely ghosted her for the last three weeks. @ofblueyes

[ocamila]

bbyharlcw

harlow: my favorite human is back! yes! harlow: aw man, no. i’m sure europe was way better harlow: in fact, i’ve been dying to go to europe again

mila: hi, yes i have returned in one piece my honey mila: truly rude of me to not have invited anyone, but we can go back soon? mila: europe is a special kinddd of magic

[ocamila]

ofblueyes

devin: wow all that traveling without me, i’m hurt devin: really breaking my heart over here devin: it’s in tiny broken heart pieces devin: i expect a formal apology in the form of food and a movie night devin: maybe that’ll make up for you ghosting on me

mila: i got you some gifts while i was gone...that counts for me thinking of you, yeah? mila: pls don't say that :( mila: i will sweep it up mila: i will literally be over in an hour if that’s what it takes