destiny ━ I've never been able to understand what people mean when they say "maybe, destiny wanted this" ━ that is to say, I was born to be a pawn in this cosmic game and nothing that i'll ever do will change my fate. maybe I wasn't cut out for certain things but the idea of free will being a mere illusion never sat right with me. i've always told myself "i'd rather dream and strive than give up altogether" ━ and I did. it's not an easy path, it was never supposed to be. but for those of us who have no gods or kins; no one to come and provide, to save and to change this predetermined path of destiny, we ourselves are our only providers. i'd rather be a bird flying over endless blues than a mere being cornered upon their nest — scared and on the brink of starvation because the shore doesn't fall in my line of sight. i'd rather fly till my wings support than not fly at all — because then, what even is the purpose of the wings? destiny is what we make it to be, we define our destiny.
