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I’m Dead. I’m 24, my pronouns are He/She/They/It. Really, I don’t care what you use for me, in the long run it doesn’t matter. I’m the core and host of a professionally diagnosed OSDD-1B system of nine. Because of there being nine of us, we typically fall under and joke about being Satan and the Seven Sins, and Lilith, as edgy or cringe as it is. I’m also diagnosed with ASD, BPD, and BP-II, and there’s a potential for an ASPD screening. I typically will just reblog things I like or post the same general “likeness”, I guess.

I also reclaim slurs in which I’m able, including but not limited to any variation of the words retard and/or faggot.

I used to have a different Tumblr but ended up getting nuked in the big gore ban a few years ago. Decided to try it out again to see what happens. I’ll tag as needed but I’m not responsible for anyone else’s triggers on my blog. I don’t owe anyone anything.

I will reblog and post what I like, and that will typically be gore, drugs, and self harm. I am self destructive, I don’t need help nor do I want anyone to offer it to me. Ultimately, I want people to make me worse. You live your life, I’ll live mine. If you want to message you can but I also don’t owe anyone any sort of reply.

I have a few special interests that include but aren’t limited to; Animal Death ( :-) !!! ), Forensic/Police photography of cases, True Crime, Heavy Metal, the most stereotypical shit you can expect from looking at my blog honestly.

Common Tags 🏷 #reblog #text-post #photography #death-speaks #gore #mayhem #tw-femininity

#information #death speaks #text post #rotdeadguts

Idk I think people are just fucking retarded and got what they deserved imo lmfao

I became obsessed with death when it was nearly forced upon me. My im.ortality knows no real boundary. I will forwver remain even when there is nothing left but pulp, gore, and rot.

Honestly everything just kinda aggravates me at this point. Everyone I, or my system was ever close with is completely out of reach. Even after everything said between us, them, and otherwise, I'm still just...

Numb. Lost? Perplexed a bit. We have been running off of a "immovable object vs unstoppable force" type of push and pull for basically a year and now everyone is just rewound up and frustrated and sad and angry. We are expected to understand others while it seems as though no one else has even attempted to comprehend where any of us have come from with everything that we have been put through. Those that attempted to understand, unfortunately, are barred from at least even some kind of answer. Not my or my systems choice.

Its not like it really matters, at this point. I miss my friends. My family. I guess therapy wont be so boring for once next session.

#I think I will still maybe post here sometimes. Maybe #Probably bad for therapy but oh well

This is probably the last post I'll be making here, at least on this account. Its been fun. Those that had this account are more than welcome to ask for our new blog but whether I give it out is debatable. Tschau