𓈒 ໑ ׄ 𓎟 𝒜p໐ll໐ 𓊇𓈒

𓊈 🪻 𓊉⠀⠀system alter⠀ ིྀ‿⠀⁰⁰岁𓈒 𓉯 ˳꣑୧ ۠⠀he / him alter account / iwc ♡ᣟ. Greek mythology fictive. ◟ ྀི ◟ ̣̣͜⠀༝ ◞ ྀི ◟◌ ͜ ◞ ྀི ◞

[oraclxapollo]

❦ 𝐢. ⟮ 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐥𝐞 ⟯ 𝖺𝗆𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗌

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ✦ 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘵.

✹ 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 : Apollo

✹ 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖾 : fictive alter ( deity // protecter // trauma holder )

✹ 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗌 : he / him / ✦

✹ 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗏𝖾 : obsessions, worship, devotion, sunlit love, possession

✹ 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗒 : laurel crowns, arrows, lyres, the sun at its cruelest

𓂃𓈒𓏸 𝐢𝐢. ❀ 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗄

⊹ system note : part of traumagenic system, Apollo fictive alter

𖥸 𝐢𝐢𝐢. 𝗁𝗒𝗆𝗇𝗌 ঌ 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍

⊹ dni : I block freely, but no people below 17.

⊹ more : I am the God of the Sun, Poetry, Music, Light, Agriculture, Medicine, and many more. I am not appropriating any religions, as I am an alter from a system. Do not confuse this with me pretending to be a God. I am 19 currently, living in Europe. I will be posting things about sensitive topics, and maybe religious ones as well. I have severe NPD, so if I come off as self-absorbed or if big egos offend you, feel free to see yourself out. I currently have no favorite person, and I won't be treating this like a dating site. Anonymous asks are on, but I don't need any asks. Don't feel pressured to do so. I have the same memories as the "other" me, so I would prefer if you don't mention any of my past loves.

❦

" devotion is my melody — and obsession, my prophecy. "

[oraclxapollo]

Like Icarus, they loved the sun too much.

Now they are only ash in my memory.

[oraclxapollo]

My chest is the hollow where you take root — a seed buried in my lungs so that every breath aches with longing. Your vines spread out, wrapping me in a web of my own despair, but I cannot sob. I cannot weep — for, my love, to weep would to be giving away the very water you feed on.

[oraclxapollo]

tender is my heart, which is ill-fated to your arms and these red strings holds the heaviness of your untamable eyes, the stare of a thousand stars.

oh, love, for I can't look at you, but for you, I'd break for you, I'd torn for you, I'd fall, and there is no way out there is no way out when I'm already home.

[oraclxapollo]

To my 10 followers (that won't see this, I do not think). Is it normal for your heart to quite literally feel like it is hurting when missing someone or am I having some sort of medical emergency? My whole chest feels like it's a blooming flower, and the heart is the seed in the middle. Now I have to write poetry about this. I am suddenly inspired, once again.

[oraclxapollo]

Her voice still lives in the hallway, caught between the floorboards and the light. I open the window and swear I can hear it in the wind. Isn't that how ghosts work? Not footsteps, but the things you miss most saying your name when no one else is around.

[oraclxapollo]

You're like a space that is living inside my ribcage, I want to hold your hands out of nowhere because every touch of yours promises my soul that I'm safe I yearned to collapse into you. my love, like how I yearned the world to end I wanted to fade into your arms like I'm conveying my whole world entirely to yours, I'm the universe and you are my creator.

[oraclxapollo]

I offer you, a silly. :) — Rev 🌅

Thank you, heh. They look cute, very cute. I offer you my silly.

He's doesn't bite, I promise. :smile:

[reverie-daydreams]

Before I even get into this topic, I just wanna say if you dont agree then block this account. We do not need to be bashed for something that is quite literally just reality. Also, I'm 17 so generally just don't say weird shit.

IF YOU ARE AN "ENDOSYSTEM", do not follow us or interact whatsoever. This goes for people who support endos as well.

And yes, we've done our research on multiple VALID sources, and frankly, we are sick of seeing people claiming to be plural without any form of childhood trauma. This is not possible, and faking disorders isn't cool.

Being a system isn't quirky, it's not fun, and it's not a trend. This is a real life struggle.

And just to be clear, I'm open to people asking questions. But do not come to our blog and try to defend endos, you will be blocked on sight.

Another thing that I see commonly is the misconception that only adults (bodily) can be diagnosed or recognized as plural. No, this isn't true, as we have been medically recognized by a professional mental health worker since we turned about 16. And I started showing symptoms when I was 10 years old.

Misinformation about DID/OSDD is such a problem for those who are actually plural. Please do your research before spreading incorrect info.

Systems did not ask to be plural. We didn't ask to dissociate constantly. We didn't ask to have amnesiac barriers. We didn't ask to be this way, and we didn't ask to be TRAUMATIZED to BECOME this way. So yeah, I'm not exactly pleased with the fact there are people out there who, despite the ACTUAL research and information especially given in the DSM-5, which was written by PROFESSIONALS, saying "I can be plural without trauma!". It's not okay.

Delusions are one thing, and ive suffered them myself. But it is not the same as being a system. And I'm not saying you should bash or witch-hunt people who claim to be endos, because that's not okay either and I do not condone harassment. If youre going to educate someone, do it in a respectful and mature manner.

Any comments made in hostility or defense of enods will be deleted and blocked.

Tldr;

If you support endosystems get off my blog. And yes, I check profiles. I've had this argument so many times, and it's irritating and exhausting.

[oraclxapollo]

no context. Out of character moment.

[oraclxapollo]

u are so interesting and ur blog is SO pretty ohimigosh !!! sorry if this has sent twice my wifi hates me guts < / 3

Thank you! I like your blog too.

And don't stress over it, it didn't send twice. Wi-Fi can be like that. Mine is especially finnicky at times.

I would like to think I am interesting, though I suppose people's opinion on 'interesting' individuals are subjective.

[oraclxapollo]

My wisdom teeth are finally growing in and damn they hurt. They could have grown in overnight but noo, you just had to do it during the day and make me suffer. Kind of wish I could rip it out but that would cause a lot of damage. I don't want to deal with it.

[oraclxapollo]

Stable? That's for horses. 😒

[oraclxapollo]

I wish I could peel you off my mind, a piece of clothing I could discard, or wash, wring, and hang up to dry. I'd be able to rid myself of stains that have mired you, me, us, and numerous memories. Stow you away for later use.

I wish I could peel you off my heart, a label on a bottle of beer, a reminder of botched desire. I'd be able to wake up, hungover, drown it out with some water, and sleep it off, steadily. Wake up and do it all again.

For want of a way to do this, I pull at my own skin. I nick at my own heart. I wear you like my body, ever present, always forgotten, ever needed, always ignored.