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Monogamy by marylynnemonroe, literature

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Monogamy by marylynnemonroe, literature

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Abandoned farm IX by marylynnemonroe, visual art

  • Feb 6
  • United States
  • Deviant for 14 years
  • She / Her
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My Bio

When I was 20, I wrote "I am an awkward, ludibrious 20-something. I live my life vicariously and fly by the seat of my pants."

Change the 20 -something to 30-something and I'm still just a crazy cat lady momming it up to a wonderful kiddo <3


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Define artist and I'll get back to you! ;)
Favourite Movies
The Seven Year Itch
Favourite Games
Bayonetta
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PS/Xbox
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Twitter: marylynnemonroe

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Last year, I saw pictures of the house that ruined my dreams. It was a wilder time, when I hadn't yet made arrangements with myself about which morals I would adopt. I'd strike my own face to try and forget what I looked like inside. I kept trying to write you letters. I told you that you reminded me of making mistakes. I told you I loved you and meant it, I told you over and over I'd never love again, but we knew we were magnets. This year, I took time to put colors to my feelings. Green was what I felt when I saw your face. Blue was what I felt when the perfect song came on. I tried to assign a feeling to yellow, but ran away from it, as
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one: i am counting the reasons why i love you while you sleep. we are breathing in sync. you are answering my questions with better questions. i am sorry, and i shouldn't be, and still we breathe in sync. two: we are laughing at insignificant things, the way infants laugh at strained faces. we look, and we don't mind the nameless noise. we are talking arrhythmically, shy yet not nervous. we ache, but we are aching together, so we no longer ache. three: we are sleeping--like timed syncopal episodes that end in us waking up together. we are dreaming. we are making a giant cocoon around ourselves with flesh and hot breath. nothing can touch us
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in these dreams i am fighting. i am fighting nothing, viewing the makeshift targets that erupt into flower petals and spinal cords and you. and you are here but not here, having forgotten me like i asked you to. i am making rings out of paper. i am making you into me. i am trying to think of my favorite artist and my favorite sonata and my favorite daydream and all i see is you. it is silent now. the kind of silence that lasts so long that you wonder if words ever existed, and if they did, did they mean anything? i am crying imaginary tears from imaginary eyes into imaginary bullet holes. they steam when they hit flesh. they evaporate
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You have a lovely gallery, thank you for sharing.

Happy Birthday, Ms M! Always have great memories making wonderful art with you! Would do it again in a heart beat if you should grace me again. Have a wonderful year! 
Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday, Sweet Lady!
Happiest of birthdays to you! :iconhappybirthdaycakeplz:
Impressive portfolio, do you have a newer work to post?

Kurt
Happy Birthday!