discontinued. | those emerald eyes | katsudeku | omegaverse

it's been a while, hasn't it?

     hey.

it's been a while, hasn't it?

    how're you all doing? i hope you're well.

it's been a year now, i believe. more or less, give or take.

hey, you.

yes, you. the one reading this.

you. the one who helped shape me into who i am today.

whether you have been reading my story for a year, since it's debut; or you're only finding this story just now, lost in a timeline of a year.

it doesn't matter when you're reading this.

all that matters is that you're here to read these words. words typed by my own hands, my fingertips, on a screen, far from where you are. words that have been brewing in my mind that i have been too cowardly to come out and say.

my absence has been long and unexcused.

my leave could be composed upon a basis of multiple things.

it could've been stress, personal trauma. i could've left due to the lack of interest, the writer's block i have seemed to encounter endlessly.

it could've been family issues. mental health issues. hell, it could've been anything.

my leave was influenced by all of these things, problems i have had to work out on my own accord. and i'll admit, it's been stressful.

writing had always come easy to me. my parents told me from a young age that i had a way with words. my friends would read my notes and texts, rants and stories. they told me i was gifted. but i believe that "one" person cannot be gifted. i believe that all people are gifted. you don't have to have hobbies. you don't have to play an instrument, or draw to be gifted. you are gifted with the ability to be ones self. to be you. no one has the right to tell you that you aren't gifted. talented. beautiful. human.

expression is hard. it's hard to say what you want to be said when you fumble on your own words, when you're too scared to speak up for yourself. it's easier to stay quiet and do nothing than do anything at all.

these are the things we tell ourselves. we convince ourselves that doing nothing is the better alternative to speaking out. standing up for yourself is hard. but it's possible.

we aren't these heavy duty, emotionless pawns on a chessboard. we're flawed people. we make mistakes and we learn from them, and that's simply human nature.

no one is perfect. it's truly a laughable thought.

"the perfect human being."

that sounds rather stupid, doesn't it?

what is perfection defined as? what do you define perfect as?

if we were all perfect, what would be the fun in anything?

what value would mistakes have? what values would people hold upon each other? if everyone was capable of doing everything, wouldn't that be rather boring?

what would "the perfect human being" have left to learn in a world where everything is already perfect?

let's take a moment to think. to pause. stop what you are doing, and breathe.

what are your flaws? why do they make you unique?

they make you unique because they are the things that make you, "you."