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I am a Deviously Deviant
RrainyEvening
Male/United States
Why I Am Here
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Last Visit: 57 weeks ago
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Art Zone
Personal Zone
Misc. Zone
This is the place where you can personalize your profile!
But, how?
By moving, adding and personalizing widgets.
You can drag and drop to rearrange.
You can edit widgets to customize them.
The left side has widgets you can add!
Some widgets you can only access when you get a premium membership.
Some widgets have options that are only available when you get a premium membership.
We've split the page into zones!
Certain widgets can only be added to certain zones.
"Why," you ask? Because we want profile pages to have freedom of customization, but also to have some consistency. This way, when anyone visits a deviant, they know they can always find the art in the top left, and personal info in the top right.
Don't forget, restraints can bring out the creativity in you!
Now go forth and astound us all with your devious profiles!
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"And who knows: starting a new journey may not be so hard or maybe it has already begun. There are many worlds, but they share the same sky.... One Sky, One Destiny!"
hi hi, thankies loads for the two faves, much obliged, XXx
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It's 3:18, mouth tastes like the corpse of every pregnant teen, The minutes are hours, the hours are days, I feel infected by your presence, you speak in tongues, I smell the lies dancing on your blackened lungs.
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"And who knows: starting a new journey may not be so hard or maybe it has already begun. There are many worlds, but they share the same sky.... One Sky, One Destiny!"
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~ Things go awry when I doodle, sooo.... beware!! ~
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^_^ SMILE while u still can...
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FEAR STALKS THE LAND
"I am awake at 4 AM to the terrifying undeniable truth that there is nothing I can do to stop the monster."
RADIOHEAD
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It's 3:18, mouth tastes like the corpse of every pregnant teen,
The minutes are hours, the hours are days,
I feel infected by your presence, you speak in tongues,
I smell the lies dancing on your blackened lungs.
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Crossover High!
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