supermodel.

i'm writing this letter to let you know, i'm really leaving, and no i'm not keeping your shit. heard you got some new homies, got some new hobbies, even a new hoe too. maybe she can come help you, maybe she can come lay do after we're done. what's done is done.

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jaggvr:

jaggvr: when the caf runs out of tater tots  jaggvr: on this, the one day i can cheat my usual diet  jaggvr: what are we really even paying prince for 

itsshortforjim: one time the ice cream machine was broken itsshortforjim: and i cried to the caf manager about it itsshortforjim: he bought me ice cream from scoops itsshortforjim: maybe try crying 

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dcnia:

DANIA: i overheard some ugly boys talking about how the dog filter is for thots DANIA: bitch you rlly fucking thot

JAMES: they’re just mad that the girls who use it don’t want them JAMES: boys are idiots, and that’s a known #fact

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October 11 - Kendall at What Goes Around Comes Around One Year Anniversary in Beverly Hills.

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*taps microphone* your favorite Flop has reappeared ! if you’d like to plot / revamp our current plot pls don’t hesitate to let me know !

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i think i’m gonna take this night to myself since i’ve been so busy lately. my schoolwork load is lightening ( even though a majority of the work came from my film class ) and i finally feel like i can breathe again, so i’m probs gonna keep binging the office or something, but i’ll definitely be on tomorrow !

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QUESTIONNAIRE !

can you use chopsticks?

“yes, i can. even though i have those moments where i forget if i haven’t used them in a while.”

what is something most people do that you think is dumb?

“getting trapped in the latest five second fads? like fidget spinners -- i understood the purpose for those who are actually... fidgety. but then it became a part of fashion. why?”

where would you fall on a politeness/rudeness scale?

“probably in the middle. some days i can be too nice, and then some days i’m not so nice at all. i try to not be overly rude though -- that’s just not in my nature.”

what is your archetype?

“the realist.”

what do you do when you can’t sleep?

“sometimes i do a little bit of studying, with notecards or something, but that’s only if i can’t sleep before a big test. i usually end up reading or doing some mindless doodling.”

what five apps do you use most on your phone?

“snapchat, instagram, nike+ training, netflix, and messages.”

what’s your coffee order?

”most days it’s a regular hot chocolate with whipped cream, but when i’m feeling fancy i get a vanilla latte with soy milk and a caramel drizzle.”

what food will you never be able to turn down?

“french fries or pizza.”

what’s one bad habit you need to break off?

“biting my lip.”

what 3-5 emojis do you use the most?

🤔 🤢 👏 👻 💀

what’s the best thing in your life at the moment?

“knowing that i’m only one more semester away from graduating.”

what’s the worst thing in your life at the moment?

“knowing i’ll have to start paying off student loans soon.”

how do you comfort yourself when you’re in a slump?

“i get myself out of the house. sometimes all i need is a change of scenery, so if i’m stuck in a study slump, i’ll move from my bed to my dining table, or i’ll pack up everything and go to espresso yourself or scoops i did it again if it’s the summer. in an emotional slump, sometimes i just have to tak to my dads and everything calms down a bit.”

what are three netflix shows that you’ve rated five stars?

“mindhunter, the office, and daredevil.”

what would you make a scene in public about?

“someone nearly hitting me on their bike. that has happened twice.”

what would you give your life for?

“the possibility to attend graduate school in switzerland or the chance to do a final study abroad in barcelona.”

what are your major flaws?

“being too trusting, giving up easily, and not fighting for what i want.”

what do you only pretend to care about?

“being healthy? and i know that sounds ridiculous, but it’s not something that i really focus on most of the time. i eat what i want, i workout when i want, and none of that really bothers me. i don’t get on scales -- i don’t weigh myself because to me, working out isn’t about losing weight. i mainly want to gain muscle. i’m not obsessing over if there’s enough matcha in my smoothie or if there’s gluten in something i’m eating -- i like to live a healthy lifestyle, yes. but it’s a matter of me knowing how to balance out what i do.”

how does the image you try to project differ from the image you actually project?

“i’ve heard a lot of people think that i’m super social, but i’m really not. i know that i work as a waitress and that makes me interact with people, but when i’m on break or not working, i’m typically by myself. i sit by myself, i work by myself, and i like it sometimes. i like being by myself and i like being with people went i want to be around them.”

what are you afraid of?

“spiders, and the future.”

do you believe in the supernatural?

“of course! when i was younger, i believed that our old house was haunted -- it would always creak and moan. i never went to the basement because i always would get really cold, even though there was heat on down there and like my dad’s ‘man cave’. i always thought someone was down there before i could feel breaths on my neck.”

when you were younger, what job did you think you’d end up doing? has that changed since?

“i thought that i was going to be a public defender, or a district attorney. it could still potentially happen, but right now, i only have interest in working within anthropology and in the college admissions process.”

what timezones do you have on your phone’s clock app?

“new york, auckland, california, and sweden.”

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                                             TOO GOOD AT GOODBYES - a playlist

drew barrymore - sza // too good at goodbyes - sam smith // don’t be a fool - shawn mendes // say you love me - jessie ware // never ending - rihanna // confidently lost - sabrina claudio // piece of mind - kehlani // love me like you do - ellie goulding // sugar - maroon 5 // take me to church - hozier // i have nothing - whitney houston // all i ask - adele // viva la vida - coldplay // scared to be lonely - martin garrix & dua lipa // hate u love u - olivia o’brien

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elliotcameron:

            picking his head up from his hands, elliot shoots james a confused look as she thinks elliot is putting the blame on her for his problems. “no, james, it’s not on you. how did i even say that? i’m just… i’m trying to be honest with you right now, trying to explain why i’m fucked up and feel this way.” his voice is a little bit more calm after getting so heated when he’d been expressing his feelings. his palms feel incredibly sweaty, so he spreads them across his jeans, gripping onto his knees as james continues to think he’s blaming her entirely for the demise of their relationship. “again, no, i’m not trying to just point out everything you did wrong. i know, i have my faults too, and feel free to mention them to me. i was a shitty boyfriend to you, james. i mean, i can’t even think of what qualities make me a good boyfriend besides being your personal instagram photographer and a fantastic fuck.” he presses his hands down onto the couch, standing up once again, knowing that he can’t really stay still in one place for too long when he’s feeling as anxious as he is now. once he’s standing, he’s counting on his fingers his mistakes. “i was constantly distant, i’ve hardly told you anything about me, and probably when i have it’s been a distorted version of the truth, due to me wanting to keep myself a complete, and total mystery – which i know, is monumentally fucked up to do to my girlfriend, so just add that to the reasons of why i’m bad for you.” he shoves his hands into the pockets of his jacket, biting on his bottom lip as he tries to figure out how to end this between them with it at least having a little bit of resolution. it doesn’t seem like it’s going to happen, though, no matter what elliot manages to say. “and i know you’re not rowena, i know you’re not going to go tell your best friend about my disorder and my family and all my shit, but after that… i don’t think i will ever be able to trust the same. is it fair of me to never truly open up to you about myself?” he shakes his head, knowing that she probably doesn’t care about the fairness of it all. sighing, he takes one step closer to james and swallows. “look, i.. i’m sorry, james. seriously. i’m sorry.” it doesn’t seem like a big deal, him apologizing, but he’d been holding back the words for quite some time, now. “obviously, you don’t have to forgive me now. or ever, if you choose to. i want you to know, though, that i’m sorry.”

      “it’s the way that you’re saying it, elliot. it’s coming off that you’re breaking up with me because of things that i’ve done. i know i asked you why, but it still hurts nonetheless. and the way that you’re talking to me is coming off that me being nice, and me paying for your lunch, and whatever else i did is the reason why we’re breaking up in the first place.” her arms fold across hr chest as she exhales, biting the tip of her tongue. she scoffs at his words, shaking her head. “you’re more than a personal photographer for instagram to me, and you know that. i don’t get -- i don’t get why you say that about yourself when you know that i’m just going to dispute it. i just... i wanted something to work for once, and i know not everything can, but i guess i let my own wants shadow yours and i don’t even know what the hell i’m saying.” her hand smoothed over her forehead, pushing her hair behind her ear and tucking her hands into the pockets of her sweatpants. james rubbed her hands against her legs, exhaling slowly as she tried to piece it all together. well, she did piece it together, but it still slightly bothered her. she’s stuck in this awkward spot, unsure of whether she could just stand there or go in her room or sit on the couch. she brushed her hand over her face, looking towards elliot when he spoke again. and it sucks that she wants to agree with him when he starts listing his faults, but she can’t bring herself to do so. she did hate how one sided things could be with one another, and sometimes she purposefully found herself making herself busy to avoid the chance of a one-sided conversation. she had days of just telling herself that he was in a bad mood or they’d just talk about it later, but of course that was the furthest thing from the truth. james bites her lip as she looks up at the statuesque male, exhaling slowly as she tries to figure out what to say. “and i get that, elliot. i understand giving your all to someone who doesn’t want to give it back and trusting someone with things you would never tell anyone else only for them to use it against you, but you should know that i’d never do something like that to you. i can’t hurt someone when i’ve been hurt myself, and it’s... it’s whatever.” she gives up with whatever the hell she’s trying to say, hands flying up in frustration. “it’s... it’s fine.”

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hello my loves ! i shall be here momentarily !

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elliotcameron:

        elliot knows that saying that james is too nice is going to come off completely weird unless he actually goes into detail as to what little things that she does that drive him completely nuts. there’s probably too many to count ( which makes him wonder momentarily what he’d saw in james in the first place ) so he decides to pick a couple that are the most irritating to him. “it’s just… treating me to stuff… and especially when i’d asked you not to. and i know, i never did specify why, or anything, and that’s my fault, but i’m just… anxiety ridden, and i can’t open up, and i can’t trust anyone after my ex, but that’s… that’s my shit, and shouldn’t you respect that, as my girlfriend?” he phrases it more as a question, unsure really if the way he was hoping she should act really was the way that she should. hands shaking rapidly, the boy really can’t believe he’s still sharing his inner workings with james, sometimes words getting caught in his throat, and he thinks: maybe i shouldn’t say this, but somehow the thoughts just keep tumbling out. “it goes into that, too, james – my anxiety.” elliot continues, spitting out anything that pops into his head at this point. “i know, i spiral often and it makes shit hard. i know i distance myself and sometimes don’t speak for days, but that’s when you do your worst. i know you want to be there for me, james – i get that, and in reality, it’s sweet and wonderful and amazing that you want to be by my side when i’m crumbling, but i just cannot stand it.” elliot says seriously, biting hard on his bottom lip, almost enough to draw blood. “that’s when i need to be my most alone. that’s when i need silence and peace and solitude and you always came to my rescue. i didn’t need or want it, james. i thought i’d made it clear, but obviously not enough.” he pauses, and it’s a long one. he feels out of breath and almost like exasperated for sharing how deeply he’d felt about the course of their relationship. moving back over to the couch, elliot takes a seat, and buries his head in his hands for a moment. all he’s wishing right now was that either james had a balcony, or that he could get out of there already so he could light up a cigarette. “i shouldn’t have gotten back together with you – it was stupid and i regret it, but this shit,” he points to his back up to his messy black hair again, “in my head, it tells me that maybe i need a super nice girl, and that it’s you that’s supposed to fix me from all of the bad shit i need to deal with, but i don’t want that. i don’t want you to fix me, i don’t want to have to rely on you, or for you to feel like you’re obligated to do this shit for me because i need you. i don’t want that. i don’t want this. i don’t want anyone – i just want to be me, singular: elliot cameron, not tied to anything.” 

       it’s taking everything in james to remain upright, palms growing sweatier by the minute. she wants to sit, she wants to walk, she wants to lay on the couch, but she remains planted in the center of the room, breaths silent and heart pounding. she can hear her own heartbeat in her ears as she tries to find the right words to say, lip between her teeth and brows furrowed slightly -- she looks like she might burst at any given moment. breathlessly, james responds, though she doesn’t know what to say. “so, you having anxiety and an ex-girlfriend that made it hard for you to trust again, is now on me?” she’s confused as the words leave her lips, hands smoothing over her pants. “at least, that’s what i’m getting out of this. i get it, okay? i get having an ex that fucked you up, but just because she did that to you doesn’t mean that i will.” james exhales, arms folding over her chest as she takes in his words, face scrunching as she shakes her head in disbelief. “you express all of this now, elliot? when you’re breaking up with me for the second time? the one time that i’m actually getting something out of you and it’s my faults. it’s what i did wrong throughout our relationship. it’s just not making much sense -- i mean, i get it, but why bring all of it up now when you had plenty of chances while we were together?” granted, she knows that she asked him the real reason as to why they were breaking up again, but something wasn’t making sense. not to her, at least. “all i ever wanted was to make sure that you were okay, elliot. and if you didn’t want that, then you could have told me and i would have respected that. it would hurt that i couldn’t be there for you, but you of all people should know that if you don’t want me to do something then i’d listen to you. i can’t read your mind and know what you want if you don’t tell me.” james was past the point of trying to salvage whatever was left, because it was clear that they weren’t going to get back together. not now, and probably not in the future. her hands clasped together for a moment, shaking her head. it was as if she didn’t know what to say anymore, and she was sure that whatever she said just wouldn’t make any sense. “then go be singular,” she breathes, tearing her attention away from the floor. “i’m not going to stop you, elliot. if being by yourself is what you want then have at it.”

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alright I admit I’m a #Loser bUT I swear I’ll be on today after I drag my ass out of bed and beg my mom to take me to chick-fil-a ✨

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sorry for not being here i’ve been crying over charlie puth. 

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hi james, this is the cumberland county sheriff's office calling regarding the carter hall investigation. could you confirm your whereabouts on the night of the carter hall fire, and what you were doing that night?

“um, sure. i was in pennsylvania, actually. it was my sister’s birthday coming up and we decided to celebrate early since her birthday was during a weekend where i had a volleyball tournament. anyways, i was with my parents and siblings all night, and then i flew back home the next morning.”

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elliotcameron:

         hands shaking as james goes on and accuses him of using her for sex the other night, elliot isn’t exactly sure what to say, or how to defend himself when he knows that what she’s saying is far from the truth. he opens his mouth to try to beg her to believe him, but she suddenly seems to accept his honesty, and as she continues speaking, elliot begins to realize that he’s going to have to open up to her at some point in this conversation. “look, james, i know i’m vague, i know i don’t make any sense… i’ve never been good at explaining my feelings, you know that.” ( he is a scorpio, for god’s sake ). he’s suddenly brought back to the first time he’d told her that he’d liked her, and how it had taken him nearly twenty minutes of dancing around the subject for him to actually spit the words james, i really care about you… i want to be with you… out.  it feels a little strange to be remembering this now, moments after telling her he didn’t want to be with her anymore. he shifts uncomfortably in the spot he’s been standing in, his fingers rubbing on the back of his right arm. “i’m never going to be right for you, james. i’m never going to truly appreciate all of the amazing and kind things you do for me – i’m never going to be there when you need me. i won’t ever be what you really deserve, and it doesn’t make sense for me to deprive you of real, true love.” here he goes again, tip-toeing around the real reason why he doesn’t want to be with her. it was probably just because he felt that his reasoning was unrealistic – the things that he loathed were things people would usually love in a girlfriend. he bites on his lower lip, wondering if he should just let everything out so that he doesn’t leave her feeling confused and without closure forever. he’s mustering courage inside of him, it feeling almost like irritation as he gets ready to spit it all out. “okay, god, i’ll – i’ll go against everything i know and spill my fucking guts to you. just, know that it’s taking a lot out of me, okay?” he steps away from his position, legs pressed against the back of the couch, to moving around her small dormitory, pacing in the same way she had. “you are too goddamn nice. too fucking nice james, and it’s just intense for me – i can’t handle it. it’s suffocating at times, and i know, that seems ridiculous, but i’m fucked up in here,” he points to his head, wanting to grab a fistful of his hair and tug on it, but he managed to control himself. “and it’s like every single sweet thing you do for me feels like i’m getting a tooth pulled because i don’t love every second of it.” 

       in the back of her mind james knows that elliot isn’t and he wasn’t using her for sex. the words just come out faster than she can stop them, and she kind of hates it. her arms fold across her chest as she listens to him, biting her lip as she looked around the room. she hates what he’s saying, head shaking slowly as she just wants wants him to stop talking. “don’t do that,” she muttered, tucking her hair behind her ear. “don’t give me that ‘i’m never going to be right for you’ speech. never is an over-exaggeration -- and it’s one that i don’t want to hear. i don’t expect that much from you, elliot. i just want to spend time with you every so often or at least grab lunch. i don’t think that’s asking for too much, so don’t give me that depriving me of real, true love cockamamie bullshit.” james stuns herself with her words, exhaling sharply when she does so.”i just don’t get where all of this is coming from. i thought we were fine, i though we were at least attempting to work things out.” james speaks with slight disbelief, unfolding her arms and biting her nail lightly. and so, she waits. she waits for him to give her the real reason, but it’s not one that she had been expecting. james doesn’t ever think of herself as too nice, and of course, she’s speaking of herself. she never expected for her boyfriend (well, ex-boyfriend) to say that she was too nice. her reaction is delayed, and it looks as though he’s moving slowly, but his words are keeping up with time. she inhales slowly, biting her lip and brushing away a few stray tears that managed to spill. “i’m too nice,” she whispers, almost to herself. “i can’t say i’ve ever heard that one before.” james lets out a soft, self-deprecating laugh as she does so, shoulders shrugging. “i don’t really know what i was expecting, if i’m being honest. maybe i go to the gym too much, maybe i spend too much time at work or something, but never did i think i was too nice to you. that’s... that’s a new one.” she licked her lips. “well, uh, i guess i got the truth.”

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rising, venus, 7th house

astrology ask thing.

rising/asc: how would you describe your style?

“um, model off duty, maybe? i wear a lot of jeans and leather, and that’s a common thing in their style. i’m kind of minimal, too.”

venus: what's your aesthetic?

“athletic. i love all things athleisure and the gym... i’m such a stereotype good fuck.”

7th house: if you could choose, what zodiac sign would you like your dream partner to be?

“uh, seeing that i’m a scorpio, i guess someone that’s either a cancer or a pisces. i think they’re supposed to help mellow me out or something like that.”

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leo / pisces / lilith

astrology ask thing.

leo: name something you love about yourself.

“my eyes. i know a lot of people find hazel eyes to be boring, but depending on the light, they remind me of the cosmos.”

pisces: describe someone you love.

“they’re really cute, and they’re also swedish. their last name is really hard to pronounce, and to this day, there’s a lot of people who can’t pronounce it. he once dated a troll, but i don’t fight him on that.”

lilith: do you have any guilty pleasures?

“i really love reality television. some of it gives me a headache sometimes, but watching housewives fling red wine at one another and get angry because someone said they didn’t enjoy an overly lavish party never fails to make my sunday nights.”

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rumor has it you're captain crunch's second wife

“okay, that’s impossible. i’ve been married to count chocula for the last year.”