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“Exactly!” Johnny nodded agreeing with her. “Oh cool, got any tips for photo shoots? They’re one of my least favorite parts of the job if I’m being honest.’ Being the center of attention off stage wasn’t his thing and doing press he felt like a fish out of water. “What kind of clothes do you design?”
❝It depends on what you have trouble with. I know the biggest issue most people have with photoshoots is being comfortable and with that, all I can say is to make sure you're working with people you're comfortable with. But depending on the project and your line of work, you can't always do that, not everyone always has that option.❞ Knowing well finding comfort in most of her shoots wasn't exactly the 'norm' for most. ❝I'm all over the place really, I don't like sticking in one box with it. I released an eyewear line a couple of months ago, and I've done everything from dresses for red carpets to activewear. And I'm working on a couple of projects now.❞
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I belong deeply to myself.
Warsan Shire
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dailytypographyedits:
Need Somebody // Xuitcasecity
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midsommars:
Zoey Deutch as Oona O'Neill in Rebel in the Rye (2017)
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hudson hadn’t known what else he would have expected from his ex-girlfriend as she stood across from him, within arms length, but further than she ever felt from him before. “i understand i am sucking life from you by just speaking with you, but devin…” he almost wanted to delve into all the emotions he had felt in the past year, though he knew she wouldn’t stick her straw in the cup and slurp it all up like most women would. she was not most women, he had learned better than that. “all i have got to say, i guess, is that i loved you then and i have not let go of those emotions. i understand i ruined everything, it is my fault, and we will never return to how we were, but i wish you back in my life.” his eyes had a pleading look glazed over them. he felt as hopeless as a kid who lost their blanket in a sense. the past six months without devin felt cold and empty, despite his home being full of bodies at the afterparties and sunshine beating down on his shoulders during the day. “i will take a friendship with you if thats the furthest you allow, i just need your energy back in my bubble.”
his mind took him to better days when he would be lounging poolside only to be surprised by the feeling of her arms wrapping gently around his neck followed by the sweet feel of their lips pressing together. he wanted nothing more than to be entangled in her web once again, though there they were fully clothed in the middle of some bullshit hollywood party. “nothing i can do will make up what i did, but if you would grant me the pleasure of you coming over to speak when i’m sober and we are not in the middle of this––”his fingers did a twirl in the air as he referenced the chaotic energy around them, “i would really love and appreciate that, devin. you do owe me nothing, though so if you don’t want to, that is ok.”
She had always been the type of person to take in moments. To attempt to memorize the details around her, of the person she was sharing the moment with, to hold in every second as best she could so she could turn back to them later on. Their current moment was one she was actively attempting not to focus on like she used to. It wasn't one she wanted in the back of her mind and it certainly wasn't a conversation she wanted to come floating to the surface when she found herself falling into her thoughts. It was such a tragic, drastic change compared to what she had gotten so used to. Having gotten comfortable enough to find every moment to feel just as warm as the last, just as joyful to the point where she wasn't worried it was a fleeting feeling. Only for everything to come to a complete stop, like crashing into a wall without any warning. ❝We can be friends.❞ They were repeated words and she knew it, but she knew that was the only explanation she was willing to give while surrounded by people. For someone so in the spotlight, she had always attempted to keep certain parts of her life as private as possible.
She found herself taking in another breath, slightly smaller than the last, releasing it in an attempt to calm her racing thoughts around the situation. Nothing would make it go away or turn back time but remembering to breathe seemed to be her way of going about it for that moment. It was also an attempt at keeping her head level and clear, as much as she possibly could when emotions were high. ❝Okay,❞ she eased out with a small nod. ❝It's a much better idea than attempting to have this conversation here. I’ll find time in my schedule to come by and I can pick up that box of stuff too.❞
* ✰. — devin
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hadley: don’t worry b you’ll be the first to get it in the mail
hadley: oh wow that was insulting what am i to you ?
hadley: that sounds beautiful
devin: i can’t wait to sport it down the street
devin: apparently, not my food-friend
devin: we need to up your food knowledge, hadley, this is unacceptable
devin: truly, it’s a work of art
incoming snapchat 👻 !
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littlemsava·:
Ava: Devs!!! My love!!!!
Ava: Aw thank you, you’re one of the few people who’ve helped me get here. Ava: You know how bad it got and what a dark time it was for me. For that I can never thank you enough!
Ava: I honestly don’t know what I’d do without you.
devin: you know i’m always here if you need anything
devin: i’m just a call away and my door is always open
devin: of course, not actually open-open
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brknhalos·:
“yeah. I don’t get people who only listen to one type of music, like for a period if time sure but forever? nah that’s just lame. there;s so much to learn from and get out of when you listen to all types pf genres. just because i play rock music doesn’t mean that’s all I listen to. realizing that I can’t please everyone with what I do music wise and outside of it was a real wake up call. I’m excited about the headspace were in right now. enough about me, tell me about you like what you do at starlites?’
❝I'd like to know how people can listen to the same type of music all the time without getting bored. Especially considering most genres tend to have the same music format and after a while of listening to the same type of music, it all starts to sound the same. You're practically just listening to the same song, just with slightly different sounds and things.❞ It was like those videos that would audio-put a bunch of songs all over one another just to prove they all sounded the same. ❝Just at Starlites? I model. Outside of that, I'm also a fashion designer and should-be food critic.❞
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ehelliot:
elliot: I’m talkin’ pineapple on pizza kinda thing
elliot: outrageous
elliot: absolutely riot worthy
devin: so, we’re going with completely wrong
devin: it’s definitely ‘complain’ worthy
devin: i don’t know about riot worthy
👻 from elliot //
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littlemsava·:
👻 Ava -> Everyone
Ava: Today is just one of those days where no matter what happens it’s just going to be a great day! Ava: It took a while to get to this point but I’m glad to finally be in a good place mentally and physically. I know this is said a lot but your relationship with yourself is the most important relationship you’ll ever have. I hope you all have a great day!
devin: that sounds fabulously fantastic
devin: i’m glad you’re feeling so well and you’ve gotten to such a good place
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“i think that you deep down do know that i would take it back,” his face leaned a bit closer to hers as his tone met a near whisper as the bodies around them began to notice the ex-power couple chatting it up in the middle of the soiree. hudson knew he was never going to be able to hammer the info into her stubborn head, but he wished, from the bottom of his heavy heart, that he had not fucked this up. throughout his entire life, he’s been a sweet boy yet had always had this sense to destroy the best things in his life. his mind took him to the time that he was eleven and his mother brought him to a high tea, yet he didn’t want to be there so he entirely sabotaged the entire tea time by throwing a fit, sneaking off, and making his mother cancel her entire day by searching for him. it felt like this was nearly just in his nature at this point. “i fuck the good things up because i don’t know how to accept that things can just be simple.” hudson knew his antics were somewhat toxic, but he quite literally knew no other way. before he had made his way to the states, all hudson knew was the fast life in kensington which was filled with betrayal, gossip, models for breakfast through dinner with feasts of drugs all due to his family money. he had thought with age he would grow wiser, but he just grew more sneaky. it was that fateful night that he slipped up and came sauntering home to devin, just letting the ill words slip from his mouth slow like honey, yet ever so bitterly.
“i should not have done as i did,” his accent fell thicker than usual as it danced with sadness. before continuing, hudson sucked down the rest of the amber colored liquor in his glass, now spinning the cube of ice in it, “but, i did and i have to live with that feeling, the consequence which was losing you the only thing i have truly ever felt this much passion and love for, every single day.” his head now bowed towards the ground, unable to make eye contact with her due to the shame that was held over him like a cloud. “there is nothing more in this world that i want other than another chance. a chance to make it up to you and prove i can change…”
She hated feeling crowded, surrounded like she couldn't easily escape a situation if she felt like she needed to. It's what made holding such a conversation in that exact environment perfect and terrible all at once. Ideal simply because she'd more than likely remain in one spot long enough to have the conversation, feeling far too boxed-in to walk off and she wasn't the type of person to make a big scene by running out into a crowd. Yet those exact reasons were what made it disastrous in her mind, finding herself stuck in one spot even if she would have preferred to avoid the other for a few more months, unable to bring herself to take off away from the conversation. One she rather would have preferred to have in private if they had to have it at all considering she had attempted to keep the details of their break up as private as possible, not seeing a need or a reason to air out what he had done. It would have been an easier conversation to have when there weren't eyes falling onto the pair and, she was sure, ears attempting to listen in as well. ❝It just sounds like you're attempting to make excuses.❞ Which wasn't entirely unreasonable, anything would sound like an excuse simply because nothing would sound like a 'reason'.
Eyes found themselves drawing over to a moving tray passing by, her hand raising to place her still-half filled glass of champagne against it before her focus turned back to the other. Finding her spirit and mental energy for the party to be drained, things that were easy to lose considering it was usually difficult to push herself to attend non-work focused events, to begin with. It was the sight in front of her and the overall conversation that had her taking in a deep breath, releasing it moments later. Change was something everyone was capable of, that was something she had always believed in. Along with always attempting to see the best in every person — but none of that eased the stinging ache she still felt. That was something that wouldn't go away anytime soon, she was aware of that and knew herself well enough to know how strongly she'd hold onto it. But most of all, she knew how close the pair had been and how important he had been to her, things that hadn't entirely changed. ❝We can be friends, that's all I can offer you.❞
* ✰. — devin
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