#indierpshq

[allfckedup]

@indierpshq

“my family wants to meet you..” trevor starts as he slides out of the shower with the towel around his waist. “for thanksgiving actually.” he keeps going sliding past her to go into the small dorm room. “i don’t know how much i can trust you to behave. but i do want you to meet them.” 

[bloodtruths]

SMS —- 💋👅

SKETCH: someone just came into the store and asked me if i tattoo animals

SKETCH: i'm actually gonna call the police what the fuck

SKETCH: i'm scared for this guy's pups

SKETCH: help

[fluoresccnt]

@indierpshq

palmer totally adored live music, hence why she didn’t need much convincing to agree to coming to see a band with her friend. the night hadn’t gone as plan to begin with, so by the time they entered the building the performers on stage were already a few songs in. unfortunately, being 5 foot tall meant that she brunette really couldn’t see much -- so it took a lot of elbowing and wriggling until she finally reached the edge of the crowd, right in front of the stage. the music was decent, by her standards, & enough to place a little smile on her lips whilst she listened.

[phaenomenxn-archive]

@indierpshq

"You look like utter shit." It's nearly four in the morning, and her hair looks like a bird's nest, but Anna is not about to turn her back to a friend in need, even though she'd rather go back to bed. She pushes a mug of hot chamomile tea in their hands instead, then curls up in her favourite armchair, her long bare legs folded neatly underneath her body. "You can sleep here if you want." A pause. She takes a sip of her own tea. "Do you wanna talk about it ?"

[letaliisms-blog]

( &. @indierpshq )

       anyone who knew lucrezia russo could sense immediately that something was wrong with the brunette that day. normally, she would be all smiles and laughter, and be hard at work in art class. but today, she was unusually silent and not at all working. she was simply staring blankly at her canvas, looking as if she was close to crying. hearing someone approach her, she wiped at her eyes hastily, feeling some tears leak onto her hand before turning to face the person who approached her. “h-hi...”