#zanekith

[autumnal-ruvyzvat]

As a tear nearly rolls down my face while my finger scrolls the Ninjago Wiki, a shiver runs down my spine. The cold, the intelligence, the loneliness, the isolation, the protective role, the soul-searching; all of it screams my name. It felt so natural to me seeing presumably my past and my creation as a nindroid—it’s like I remember things I thought I lived.

Alas, I have yet to know if it’s relatability or kinship. Another day of feeling too much like a human. For now, my gender has my back.