#campbellwillow

[dvminics]

“hey, willow. can we talk?” he fell in stride next to her, away from the crowds on the beach. it wasn’t really a conversation dominic wanted to have, not now at least, or ever. his talk with abel the other night had caught him off-guard, though, and he figured that there was no time better than the present to establish some line of communication. “abel and i talked last night,” he began, gaze kept firmly ahead. “about cain and, like, what happened between us. were you and cain still together when we, uh, you know -- ?” @campbellwillow​

[lencovello]

@campbellwillow​

Len stopped to toss the pom-poms into the trash, a decision that would not be without repercussions, but she couldn’t bring herself to give a fuck. Her eyes stung, pricked with red— she wouldn’t cry, not here. She had nothing to cry about, she told herself, repeating it over and over until she believed it, shoving her things from her locker into her bag and heading back through the doors to exit the gym. She’d almost made it out, pushing past members of the crowd but paused just as she caught her name, followed by something cruel— an accusation. It didn’t register completely, but she whipped around, the flared cheerleading skirt fanning as she found who said it on the stands. “What the fuck did you say Willow?” Len demanded, her tone uncharacteristically sharp.

[syd-belcourt]

& ♀ ø

Send “&” for a LOVING text.

[ sent at 2:42 pm ] → another perfect day at brunch with my sweetie (that’s you) 💕[ sent at 2:43 pm ] → i snuck the cutest picture of you when you were drinking your coffee you should post it[ sent at 2:43 pm ] → [IMG SENT]

Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

[ sent at 11:05 am ] → just got my last rejection email[ sent at 11:05 am ] → i applied for 30 internships and 17 galleries and i officially didn’t get any of them[ sent at 11:05 am ] → i just feel so stupid, i don’t know why i was so hopeful[ sent at 11:05 am ] → i guess everyone was right, no matter how hard you work, you can’t just suddenly become talented. [ sent at 11:05 am ] → i just really, really wanted things to work out

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

[ sent at 2:06 am ] → i’m at this party and i feel very sick[ sent at 2:07 am ] → so terribly terribly ill[ sent at 2:07 am ] → i thinkt hat maybe you should come and hang out to make me feel better : )[ sent at 2:08 am ] → bring a bathing suit!

[tommaso-gatti]

✆ & ⁇

Send “✆” for a MORNING text.

tommo [9:14am]: buenos días to my beautiful wife ☀️

tommo [9:14am]: i’m practicing my lines for what i’ll say when your mom calls

tommo [9:15am]: which will be in about fifteen minutes, she said she wanted to facetime us

tommo [9:15am]: i’m literally speeding to your dorm rn

Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.

tommo [10:37pm]: can you come pick me upp

tommo [10:37pm]: the bartenderr took my fuckng jeys

tommo [10:38pm]: lol goodluck 2 him bc he prbably cant drive stick

tommo [10:38pm]: pussyy

tommo [10:39pm]: not you i love you

[lanamemories2]

⁇ ♀ ツ

Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.

lana [12.46 am]: I JST TRIED TO LEAPFROG OVER A THIGN N I TLEIRALYL IMAPELD MY VAGINA THIS IS AN EMERGENCY THIS IS AN EMERGENCY WILLOW WILL I EVER CUM AGAIN THIS ANNER MEGENCY  

lana [2.51 am]: i’m healed ❤️ leo cured me 👅 he’s sexy r.i.p to u bt i’m right 🙏

Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

lana [11.18 pm]: i know i said i’d leave u my dreams in origami swans bt last night’s had tommy in and idk how to give him away

lana [11.19 pm]: sometimes i wish we cld be 15 again don’t u?

lana [11.19 pm]: 15 yr old lana was stupid she didn’t get hw lucky she was

Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.

lana [2.58 pm]: i’m drafting ur dick sisters list literally like as we speak i cnt wait for u to see wht i have planned willow ur cardigan is gna b blasted undone n ur socks will b nowhere in SIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!

[frvyas]

@campbellwillow​

“what does decaf coffee taste like?” freya asked as she plopped down beside willow, not bothering to check if she was busy let alone offer a proper greeting. “like, is it different from real coffee? i grabbed this cup from the counter ‘cause i needed caffeine. it was an emergency. a bad one. also, coffee shops who just leave their cups out are barbaric. they’re asking for it, but anyway,” she turned her cup to show off the name scrawled on the side, “lana here might’ve fucked up. i need to know if she ordered decaf or if i’m just beyond repair. here, try it yourself.”