listen out for your mind

taylor christensen.

[javajackal]

“COURTNEY, FUCKING HELP ME FIND THEM YOU TWAT” based off this

[life-is-way-too-strange]

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[ymiiac]

Party’s over what now

[nightlyanxiety]

Taylor: You believe me?

Victoria: Taylor, you’re the last good person in the Vortex Club. I’d believe cartoon birds braided your hair this morning.

[sorry-stacy]

[nightlyanxiety]

rottenplantt :

excuse me for drawing everyone in this way but gosh i love these kids so much and i just want them to be happy ;_____;

[faketumor]

Visit Original Link

[mostlymilkwood]

Mean girls.

[cultivatespring-deactivated2017]

Resemblance, much?

[nightlyanxiety]

outofcontrcll.

His gaze shot up immediately at the familiar voice. Thankful he was brought out of his little anxiety bubble. Taylor was one person from Blackwell he didn’t mind coming across. They may not have been close but they were friends nonetheless. “Free isn’t the word I’d use. But my dad is helpful when he wants to be.” He didn’t admit to the crime exactly but it wasn’t a shock that a Prescott was possible of doing such things. “Am I okay? I just spent the last year or so behind bars with the asshole who fucked with me. I was in hell. And if that wasn’t enough, I have to live with the fact I took two lives when I never meant to do shit. I’m far from okay.” The sad truth was Nathan hadn’t been okay longer than those mistakes. His father just wasn’t up for helping as much as his therapist thought he should. Leaving him to go on with his mental health issues alone. Nodding at her other question, his tone was calmer once finally answering. “She couldn’t even look at me. Props to you for staring a murderer in the face and hiding the fear.”

         ‘ free enough to travel across the country. but i don’t need the logistics of how your dad helped. ’ it’s as though she waves the subject away with her hand before she turns and leans back against the wall, sliding down it to sit next to him. a grimace appears at the thought of him and mr. jefferson locked up in the same place. they’d both done awful things, they’d done them together, but it was different. ‘ that’s understandable. keeping you locked up in the same place as jeffershit just seems.. wrong. one of the main purposes of jail is rehabilitation. they’re supposed to help you not fuck with you even more. ’ it’s not like she has to say more on the subject when he’s the one who lived through it. she doesn’t feel anxious as long as she’s talking. if she’s not talking then she’s thinking about different ways to be handling this. taylor could’ve kept walking, could’ve freaked out or cursed him out, but this was nathan. nathan who she’d hung out with and partied with, who she was friends with. she doesn’t want to be scared of him. ‘ i don’t want to be scared of you. ’ but how many more accidental deaths could happen ? ‘ and.. you’re victoria’s best friend. she still loves you, no matter what. you know that right ? ’

[karuoke]

[nightlyanxiety]

karuoke :

Hanging out with the side kicks

[nightlyanxiety]

tigrcssiisms.

“luckily, i did but it still shatters the heart a bit knowing it’s all cracked, partly because of myself.”

        ‘ and now you know to buy a case. how the hell’d you manage to do so much damage to do it so quickly ? ’

[nightlyanxiety]

glcseriisms.

“if you think i look bad, you should see the other girl,” she said, laughing to herself. a shiver ran down her back as the frigid breeze picked up around her.

       ‘ is she dead ? ’cause you are looking rough. no offence. ’ the other girl did look brutal, which prompted taylor to unzip her purse and pull out a couple of napkins to hand over. 

[nightlyanxiety]

tigrcssiisms.

“man, this was a new tablet and everything. now it’s ruined!”

        ‘ shitty. did you at least get a one year warranty ? ’

[monopsoneusexual]

[sharpreflectivestyle]

Found this one on my phone. Figured it merited an upload.

[nightlyanxiety]

thcdarkncss.

@nightlyanxiety​ continued from here:

He stood in silence as she looked around for what he had in hand. Tate could’ve easily spoken up but he wasn’t all that helpful. Watching the girl panic over something he found ridiculous was amusing to him. “Why? It’s just a camera. There’s plenty out there for you.”

           a LOUD ( and obviously fake ) gasp erupts due to his words. ‘ how dare you ? ’ she tones down the dramatics and a smirk toys at her lips -- but she’ll definitely still preach the camera’s importance. ‘ it’s not just a camera. it has tons of pictures that i’ll NEVER be able to recreate. i haven’t got them developed and/or saved them to a usb yet. ’

[nightlyanxiety]

outofcontrcll.

Pacing back and forth, fidgety as always, he ran his hand through his hair as his gaze was locked onto the ground beneath him. The boy had recently spent time in jail for the murder of both Chloe and Rachel. Although he never meant to hurt either. Guilt, not that he’d admit it to anyone but himself, was most definitely eating away at him. “Fuck.” He kicked the nearest wall before sitting himself against it. “Cool it, Nathan. You’re fine. Everything will be fine.” He wasn’t let out for good behaviour. In fact, with the help of his father, Nathan managed to escape the hell hole he was trapped in and made his way as far away from Arcadia Bay as he could get.

         as soon as her eyes land on the familiar boy, her pace quickens to reach him. there’s an obvious reason to be hesitant, to be scared of him, and it’s not like they were as close as he was with victoria, but.. taylor is capable of empathy. even if it’s in relation to nathan. ‘ hey, ’ she starts as she’s within a distance that he should be able to hear her provided he’s not too far into his head. ‘ you’re a free man, huh ? ’ it’s the first question that pops into her head, but ones of a more gentle tone follow suit. ‘ are you okay ? have you seen vic yet ? ’ she doesn’t sit down, but she rests a hand on the wall.