I've been a writer since I could pick up a pencil, a VIKING since I learned about the culture, and an insatiably curious girl forever. I want to see everywhere, I want to experience life in new ways. I’m searching for my happy place.
I am a Viking-Faerie and I'm damn proud of it.


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mrsarzekoenig:

otterlybesotted:

sellyourselfshort:

hello-is-there-anybody-there:

lovelynobody00:


If you’re having a bad day, just watch this sleeping kitten.
Its tiny black nose, its little cushioned black jellybean toes, the halo of silver moonlight hairs on the silky black fur.

MY COMPUTER SCREWED UP AND THE GIF STOPPED AND I GOT WORRIED

shh don’t shout the kittens trying to sleep 

This is one of the best gifs on Tumblr

soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur
happy kitty, sleepy kitty, purr      purr                purrrrr

can I call u sheldon

mrsarzekoenig:

otterlybesotted:

sellyourselfshort:

hello-is-there-anybody-there:

lovelynobody00:

If you’re having a bad day, just watch this sleeping kitten.

Its tiny black nose, its little cushioned black jellybean toes, the halo of silver moonlight hairs on the silky black fur.

MY COMPUTER SCREWED UP AND THE GIF STOPPED AND I GOT WORRIED

shh don’t shout the kittens trying to sleep 

This is one of the best gifs on Tumblr

soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur

happy kitty, sleepy kitty, purr      purr                purrrrr

can I call u sheldon

I have that soul deep ache that comes from finishing a book. You know the one that settles in somewhere between your heart and lungs and expands until you feel like you can’t breathe and your heart hurts like there will never be a moment in your life that won’t ache because of this book ever again. And just when you can’t stand it anymore, when the gasping feeling begins to consume you, it subsides and gives you a smile and a moment of happiness and peace because despite all the pain and loss and suffering in that story, there was something beautiful and precious in it too. It has changed you, forever. 
Then that swelling ache returns and fills you again. Over and over.

This is the feeling of your soul being moved.

When I’m feeling down and dejected about my writing, I stalk all my favourite authors on tumblr and remember how much I want all of them to be my friends and I get super motivated again because I wanna join the author club.