Apollo/Myce

Hi, you can call me Apollo or Myce; i go by a few names so anything works. (He/They/It)

About Us

I make a lot of art about gender dysphoria, religion trauma, and mental illness. I make it for myself as well as anyone who relates. Sometimes catharsis comes in community, and I’d like to provide that.

[06] when they upped my sertraline I felt really awesome. Of course, I don’t alter the dosage of my meds for the fun side effects! But I’d be lying if I said the thought hasn’t crossed my mind.

TEXT:

“Less is more when more is taken”

[05] not the biggest fan of this one. Um, idk. The feeling of getting better feels more like the anticipation before a jumpscare more than anything else ;; i am trying to keep up semi-regular art but it’s really hard.

TEXT:

“AAAAAAAAAAAAA”

“Right now i feel very little, and the quiet is UNSETTLING”

[03] can you tell I was listening to femtanyl when I made this? I really like “PUSH UR T3MPRR” lately. This might be my favorite recent piece. I’ll transcribe all of the text below haha. Major TW for a lot of things.

TEXT:

[background]

“INFECT ME! :3” / “Welcome home, it’s the place where nobody hurts you but everything feels wrong”

[yellow text; top to bottom]

“Ask where’s my body, I’ll say where it will be. Promise not to get mad and end it with a please”

“Hurt me” (x11)

“Switchblade on my neck, give me a pearl necklace and then dye that bitch red”

“Leave my rancid body rotting naked on the floor of the abandoned apartment building you bought out next door, share me with your friends even though I taste like bile, rip me up and bite again just so my corpse can smile”

“sweat on my hips c*m on my lips working so hard just—“ (cut off)

“Cant think straight when all I do is spiral!”

“Sick sick make me sick vomit blood ulcers in my throat lesions in my thigh”

“I’m sorry” (x4)

“Make my skin taste like you no matter how much I scrub, blood under my nails and acid in my lungs”

“I am contagion i am disgusting i am contaminated” (x2)

“Infect me infect me im ur fucking battery”

“HARDER FASTER” (x4)

“Just a stupid girl on a horrid fucking planet, tell me to k*ll myself and I might just fucking plan it”

“I WAS MADE FOR THIS” (x2)

“Sorry that im always asking to be violated, but you know that I can’t c*m unless I know im hated :D”

“I WAS MADE FOR THIS” (x3)

“Put the viscera inside me make me urs forever, blood and skull brains and soul were always tethered”

“Let me PLEASE please please sorry sorry”

“Pull the veins out of my arms Cut them into ribbons, Twist them like a bendy straw And drink a slurpee with them”

“DONT FORGIVE ME”

“Set fire to the bleachers then spit on all my teachers fuck until I reach her WAIT WH—“ (cut off)

“IM SORRY IM SORRY ILL LET YOU BEAT ME IF YOU PROMISE JUST TO KEEP ME BECAUSE ANYTHING is better than being Alone and no painkillers can fix that”

“I’m only here to serve, drink until I swerve, hope I learn my lesson and get what I DESERVE”

[02] im not sure what to caption this one but I really like how it came out. I’ll explain a little of the thought process: it’s hard to hide your body. Sometimes, the bag tears and it all comes spilling out. Be more careful next time you take out the trash, yeah?

TEXT:

“What did you do?

Who was that?”

[04] something something it’s hard to grow up feeling wrong and afraid of your body when nobody MADE you feel that way. Not that it’s worse than anything someone else has been through. I had a lot of bus rides like this i think. Only one sticks out in my mind, though. It is the one where I wished I was born with no ex characteristics at all, because being a girl is scary and being a boy is impossible(?). I didn’t have the words for those feelings unfortunately. But now I do and that is makes things easier.

TEXT:

“I was on the school bus.

I was just thinking about life and my body I was wondering if I could avoid getting myperiod because it sounded scary.

I wished I was born different

But it happened anyway. It doesn't matter how hard you hope, things will go how they will. I think life doesnt care”

[01] Healing is really hard because it changes things. I guess I’ve been healing for seven years. Thats ok.

TEXT:

“ive been getting better.

most people would be happy about that, I guess.

But I feel wrong. it's not that healing hurts, maybe I just hate change.

I don't like changing. I want to go back to [CENSORED] a lot of the time. But maybe it's because I miss the attention. (<- Nobody Noticed)

I get plenty of attention for good reasons now.

So maybe it isn't that.”