#girlpsychic

[radiatorchains]

@girlpsychic

             You think I can't eat pussy?

[ssunspotted]

@girlpsychic Now. I MUST be curious what it is in my hand that diagnoses me 'lesbian'! Or is the implication some thing else

[blackmouthdog]

@girlpsychic

I am healthy. Arguably more so than most

[ssunspotted]

and the crowd booed them ffor telling the truth

I only am affirming something that already was talked about!

@ssunspotted

stfu fag your broke

[sugarsyearinreview]

@mayfieldfm

a year in review: group verse edition

dedicated to new friends, and new dynamics, the kids from grace cove were a riot to get to explore, i loved the friendships, the ships, the drama and the spooks we had together. getting to explore jd, especially who was a brand new muse at the time, and developing him over the course of interacting with you guys, was honestly so much fun, and i’ll always cherish that.

tagged; @harringtonfm, @girlpsych, @mysharxna, @deadlightstm, @wheelrisms, @mayfieldfm

[carolinakncws]

@girlpsych​ picked 70 | spotify wrapped meme

SATELLITE — HARRY STYLES / you got a new life, am i bothering you ?

Evan held his breath as he sat waiting, the phone in his hand ringing. He’d left Gwen months ago and this was his first time trying to reach out, trying to quell all of the unanswered ‘ what ifs ‘ in his mind. He’d stopped himself dozens of times before telling himself he was being selfish, that she had a new life and deserved to live it, because he was the one who had left.

I’m spinning out waiting for ya to pull me in —

It was his fault. He’d seen the look in her eyes when he said he wanted to leave ( ‘ I’m in an LA mood ‘ he said ), that Hawkins had finally run its course and he was filled with endless regrets never finding out what happened to his sister. There wasn’t purpose in taking it out on her but he turned bitter, he became different. He knew the nonsensical answers he got were only going to drive him further into madness and there was nothing he could do about it, or so he said, so he DEMANDED. That was the way of it, how the storm clouds rolled in over his sunny skies, and how the boy slowly stopped reaching for signs of his religion until he stopped mentioning God altogether. That had been the truth death of him.

Losing her had been the final blow, the proof that even in the next life, he may face this haunted, lonely existence. 

I can see you’re lonely down there, don’t you know that I am right here ? 

[ssunspotted]

wrong bbrain damage

professor babygirl. professor buzzkill. whats next. professor bde?

[jerksredeem]

@girlpsych liked for a starter ( forever ago )  !

—   “SHUT UP, SHUT UP!” STEVE YELLS, THROWING HIS HANDS IN THE AIR and standing up from his seat. He takes a moment, pacing around the table with a thumb in between his lips, thinking hard. He returns to his seat and grumbles, “It’s not in the rules. But I guess, TECHNICALLY, you win.” 

[kschmidts-a]

dibs x 1000000000 ily <3

✱ i am holding ur hands j, this is me right back @ you ;-;

prompt  (  x  )  accepting!!

[aquariusvibes-arch]

dibs <3333

⎯    ✖  ♡    send  me  a  ‘dibs’  if  you  are  ridiculously  attached  to  me  as  an  rp  partner

i fucking love you. kiss kiss. i love everything you do. number one stan.

[pathologically-mythomaniacal]

I can extrapolate little from this limited information

Can I get a more in-depth explanation

What is a thinblood and why does it sound like a videogame monster

[sensesdialed]

@girlpsych​ asked: 55 for wrapped :)) // SPOTIFY WRAPPED - send me a number 1-100 and I’ll write you a starter based on the song

55. Hard Sell - The Crane Wives

  “DOES EVERYBODY HAVE IT TOGETHER or all we all pretending?” Everything about his appearance is decidedly not put together— from the old sweater over his suit ( what? it’s chilly! especially with all the rips he hasn’t managed to sew back together yet... ) to the fight he... almost lost— almost!— earlier, to getting caught piecing some tech together in the middle of his patrol. “Can we just all admit that we don’t have it figured out, ‘cause I, for one, am tired of being ACCUSED of being a mess all the time when it’s definitely not just me.” 

[volatilemariner]

fuck off.

oh, but, uh. i don't hawve any cash.

[carolinakncws]

@girlpsych​ picked was forced into 93 | spotify wrapped meme

DEAR READER — TAYLOR SWIFT / bend when you can, snap when you have to

Evan stood on the precipice of ‘ AFTER ‘ to his current self, which was the ‘ BEFORE ‘ of his life’s turning point, the one that had brought him to Hawkins in the first place. He had chased leads, chased down loose ends, down any rabbit hole or cursed path, trying to scramble, desperately digging in the soil, through dead and forgotten secrets to try and find out what had happened to her.

Dear reader, if it feels like a trap you’re already in one

He’d found HER, instead, the vision that haunted his dreams, all of his waking hours, and coloured herself into his daydreams. Gwen. Four letters was all it took to shift his world on its axis, to send his heart spiralling in a different direction entirely, to make him DREAM and WISH and LOVE again. Things he knew the old Evan had been capable of, but the one who had come to Hawkins had tucked away carefully, only to be opened under very particular circumstances.

Dear reader, burn all the files, desert all your past lives

Fingers found her jawline, dancing their way along to her hair where they sunk themselves in. He’d never felt silk before but was certain this is what it was, luxurious and beyond his reaches, yet here was Gwen in his arms, showing Evan that he could find reasons to keep going. All he had to do was reach out for them. So he took the chance to step away from the one-track minded young man who had come to Hawkins with only one path in mind, and he let God, the universe, show him another way, lend him another source of light for his journey. Gwen was the guiding light now, and as he kissed her he let his heart open, he let the worry of pain and distraction fade away as he tasted what he’d always expected to be peach but was something closer to cherry. A surprise, as always, was Gwendolyn Blake, and Evan breathed her in as he took a moment between parted lips, the pair of them brushing against each others in a way that Evan was certain would be burned into his memory for the rest of his life. He’d pick her up then, arms around her waist, and they’d find the comfort of his bed for the evening. He’d remind her that love was worth chasing, that there was nothing to be scared of — as each piece of clothing was kissed off of her.

You should find another guiding light, but I shine so bright

He stood now with her hand in his, the photograph of his sister he kept protected in his hand, trying not to show the ways his eyes prickled every time he saw it. There was no going back to the hopeful Evan, the one who thought maybe if he hid his sister’s face then someone, one day, would approach him and say ‘ I saw a girl who — ‘ and he could let the emotion flow from his eyes, freely now, knowing she was real and others had seen her, too. Without this photograph she was merely a figment of his imagination, wasn’t she ? A phantom, a curse, perhaps, proof that the Devil was real and he worked inside the mind, not through people, but through the world inside Evan’s head.

These desperate prayers of a cursed man spilling out to you for free, but darling, darling please — you wouldn’t take my word for it if you knew who was talking

Gwen was who Evan had come to love, the one who stole all of his hopes away from dusty boxes in cupboards to genuine possibility, into the hope that Evan could exist outside of the world he’d built for himself. It wasn’t God that restored a sense of faith in him, it was chestnut hair and a smile that send his heart into overdrive. Evan knew that she was the comet in the sky, rare, beautiful, mesmerizing to watch and yet in the blink of an eye could disappear.

It was up to him to find the courage to change his trajectory and aim for her.

— to a house, not a home, all alone 'cause nobody's there

[num8skull]

Nha. A 8lack widow.

STOP TRYING TO FUCK MY SHIP.

[goryh0le]

@girlpsychic are you mad at me