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I am a Shock Writer
Spencer
18/Male/United States
Why I Am Here
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Last Visit: 19 weeks ago
Eien
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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______________________________ _________________ "Would you kindly pick up that short-wave radio.... ... .... No that's an empty can......Getting warmer...... Stop walking into the wall... ........ Its the bloody thing talking to you! Christ!"
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Ik hou van jou *EeveeDellVeVe
Commissions
My other account ~Scat-Cat =^.^=
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It is through art the we protect our souls from the sordid perils of "actual" existence.
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"Would you kindly pick up that short-wave radio....
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.... No that's an empty can......Getting warmer...... Stop walking into the wall...
........ Its the bloody thing talking to you! Christ!"
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*Marukomuru
[04:09:09] * %Marukomuru breaks into TtFaF
[04:09:14] <%Marukomuru> SO FAR AWAAAAAAAYYYYYEE
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A true Artist is a musician of shapes and colours.
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I have grown tired of the world around me and wish for eternal slumber. If you can give me that then I will give you peace of mind.
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It is through art the we protect our souls from the sordid perils of "actual" existence.
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i miss sundays; and the joy they used to bring.
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