Hi!

I'm Sigy Artyn, nice to meet you! I'd like to thank you for being here and reading my stories/profile, so thank you!

I'm getting old, not that tall tbh and I have blond hair and sort-of-green eyes (they change colour, isn't that cool?). I wear spectacles! My primary hobbies are thinking, reading, ice skating, writing, aikido, swimming and having fun with friends. To me, friends are definitely the family you choose! :)

I used to have a hamster named Fred. He was awesome!

I now have a cat, who is a little dumb but very cute (the wee fluffy bastard).

You can also find me on Archive of Our Own, same pen name, where I am much more active.

I've decided not to continue my last story, A Life Once Lived, and it is now officially discontinued as of 21 August '21. I have posted, as was most requested following a note on 9 August '21, the notes of what I had planned for the story as the last chapter. If anyone is interested in adopting the story, feel free to contact me!
Thank you all for your support and for reading my stories :)

Stuff I like (unfortunately without proper quotation, I'm sorry)

Growing old is inevitable, growing up is optional.

Life isn't measured by the amount of breaths we take, but the moments that take our breath away.

"Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most."

Silence is golden but duct tape is silver.

"An apple a day keeps the doctor away, if well aimed."

Be insane... because well behaved girls never made history.

Taste the rainbow- Eat CRAYONS

Last night I lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky and I thought to myself, "Where the hell is the ceiling?!"

I had a friend once, but then the rope broke and he got away.

She Walks in Beauty (Lord Byron)

She walks in beauty, like the night

Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

And all that’s best of dark and bright

Meet in her aspect and her eyes;

Thus mellowed to that tender light

Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,

Had half impaired the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress,

Or softly lightens o’er her face;

Where thoughts serenely sweet express,

How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,

So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,

The smiles that win, the tints that glow,

But tell of days in goodness spent,

A mind at peace with all below,

A heart whose love is innocent!

Take your time and see if you can read each line aloud without a mistake. The average person can't.

this is this cat

this is is cat

this is how cat

this is to cat

this is keep cat

this is an cat

this is idiot cat

this is busy cat

this is for cat

this is forty cat

this is seconds cat

Now go back and read the THIRD word in each line from the top down and I bet you can't resist passing it on.

We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.

Just because you're not paranoid doesn't mean they're not out to get you...

One life is all we have and we live it as we believe in living it. But to sacrifice what you are and to live without belief, that is a fate more terrible than dying. (Joan of Arc)

"Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means you've decided to look beyond imperfections."

Great minds think alike!