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~MimiLynch

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About Me Member General Writer Mary M. Lynch21/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 1 Year
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Mythsi.  Hugin and Munin are ravens that sit on the blind man's shoulders. He says they are his memory and sight. I say they ate his eyes.  
ii.  Prometheus was Loki. He tricked, and tricked, until he got chained to a rock with the entrails of hope and had poison dripped in his eyes as he waited for the eagle to fly his liver away to freedom.  iii.  Medusa was actually quite lovely...she couldn't help that her wig hissed and that she was half-basilisk. I wonder if she ever fell in love watching a man from behind a veil.  iv.  The unicorn was replaced by rhinoceroses...the silver blood replaced with bellowing mud. Myths
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Me, Myself, and II am a woman and a girl. I am grown up, and confused. I am five foot nine. I sometimes feel small and insignificant. I often feel amazonian and detatched. I can't run in flip flops, but I can run in heels. I am a singer, who has lost her voice for the past month. That drives me mad. I am an actress, but not really. I will sing today a requiem for humanity, and a hymn for a lost mother. I am a shallow bitch, a woman who loves her clothes. I am a dreamer that cares too easily and tries to heal wounds with clumsy words. I am a lover who is all alone. I am a loner who hangs out with her friend all the time. I am twenty one years old, and wake in Me, Myself, and I
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CGIStars jump and comets leap  Carrying themselves across the midday sky  No numbers compute their probabilities  As fondly as I compute the distance from your lips to mine  Codes are scratched onto hips and thighs  
Reddening messages of passion that need no words  Common computations mix with high fantasy  Edging the world in a computer gernerated glow  That emanates from mallorn trees  And the stars in your eyes CGI
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Vodka and KryptoniteIt's sucks seeing these uncomfortable truths echoing my life like perfect handheld mirrors used by the illusionists to see the minds of men and twist fakery into mysticality. Why can I not just let that go and drift on like last years dying leaves? What can I tell myself to forget those eyes that don't see me any more, those indiosyncracies that made me fall again and again and again? I'm tired of pain. I am tired of waiting. I would say I am sick of love...except when I fall in love, there is nothing better...no wine sweeter, no whiskey more warming and dizzy-making. I have a sneaking suspicion that you are my vodka. You are my kryptonite. E Vodka and Kryptonite
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Giving Thanks.

Thu Nov 26, 2009, 11:00 PM
I'm thankful for....so many things...

- The stars still shining even when I have been away.
- A heart that rebuilds itself eventually.
- My mother being willing to listen to my oh-so-confused life.
- My best friend V, who knows me so well she wins Apples to Apples and makes me forget tears.
- Gigi, my little sister who is a flying flaming bundle of pure energy and cuteness.
- Listening to music and cleaning like mad. It is fun.
- Thanksgiving Dinner, especially after a semester of the cafeteria!
- Long conversations about Alfred Hitchcock's brilliance.
- Building new friendship with someone I have known my whole life. John, it's been great.
- Remembering old love. There have been good times, even if they ended badly.
- The latest heart break. Even though it has hurt like hell it has made me appreciate a lot.
- My firm belief there will be an 'Ever After' someday for me.
- Hope. Hope is a marvelous thing.

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  • Mood: Thanks
  • Listening to: Daddy snoring. Oh, the turkey will do that to you.
  • Watching: The Snuggie commercial. God, it is BAD. <3
  • Playing: Apples To Apples
  • Eating: Mashed taters, green bean cassarole, PIE!!!!
  • Drinking: Sparkling Cider.

deviantID

I am a wannabe writer. An occasional photographer. A doodler of sketches.
A tiny tongue of flame in the whole bonfire that is the theater.
A lost soul that knows exactly where I am going. A mystery to no one-except myself.
I am a wisher, sometimes a dreamer.
I am myself.

Devious Info

  • Current Residence: Saint Gregory's Univeristy
  • deviantWEAR sizing preference: um...medium?
  • Interests: Drawing, Singing, Writing, Photography
  • Favourite movie: The Lord Of The Rings
  • Favourite band or musician: Muse. Though I listen to a lot.
  • Favourite genre of music: Pretty much everything.
  • Favourite artist: ...Just one?!
  • Favourite poet or writer: Too many to list
  • Favourite photographer: Sugarock99's underwater pictures are fantastic!
  • MP3 player of choice: One with a hell of a lot of music.
  • Skin of choice: Mine. Please.
  • Personal Quote: "Mary, mary, to be so young is oh-so-scary"
  • Tools of the Trade: word pad, and a lack of courage to actually SAY a lot of things.

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:iconfalloutboymad22:
~falloutboymad22 Nov 16, 2009, 8:18:36 AM
thank you for the fave :heart:

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'oh just ignore her

she's the kind of girl who only eats meat to find the wish bone'
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~MimiLynch Nov 16, 2009, 8:20:26 AM
You're welcome.
I really liked the broken grammar of the piece, the randomly capitalized words and such.

Thank you for writing it!

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A child of five would understand this. Send someone to fetch a child of five. ~ Groucho Marx

...if you can get sunburns, can you get moonfreezes?
:iconfalloutboymad22:
~falloutboymad22 Nov 16, 2009, 8:26:48 AM
thank you so much :D

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'oh just ignore her

she's the kind of girl who only eats meat to find the wish bone'
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*Nelleke Nov 14, 2009, 12:22:38 AM
Thank you very much for the fave! ^^
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~electricguitarist96 Nov 13, 2009, 10:57:23 PM
Thanks for the fave.

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"Nothing is more singular about this generation than its addiction to music."

I wish i wrote like this AMAZING writer [link] I'm sure she would be really happy if you go and tell her she's amazing to.
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=Scarlettletters Nov 11, 2009, 5:50:50 PM
:iconscarlettletters::iconfavloveplz:

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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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=FrockTarts Nov 10, 2009, 6:33:56 PM
Thanks for the :+devwatch:!

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I think I'm a lot like a parrot.. I talk nonsense and I preen alot.
Dyslexic & agnostic (still wondering if there is a DOG)
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~MimiLynch Nov 10, 2009, 11:58:30 PM
Your welcome...I found your costumes I think through a link your sibling had...the LOTR costumes made drew me in..and the rest made me love!

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A child of five would understand this. Send someone to fetch a child of five. ~ Groucho Marx

...if you can get sunburns, can you get moonfreezes?
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=Scarlettletters Nov 10, 2009, 4:46:38 AM
Thank-you very much for viewing and faving my work. Your support is appreciated.

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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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*xxintention Nov 7, 2009, 11:20:14 AM
thank you. :heart:
please feel free to check out the rest of my gallery.
:blowkiss:

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and we love, and we cry, and we live our lives;
and we love and we love and we love and it comes back to us.
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