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I am a Painter
soldtheworld
18/Female/Ireland
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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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Since then it's been a book you read in reverse so you understand less as the pages turn or a movie so crass and awkardly cast that even I could be the star ♥
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Veni... Vidi... Verti!
~~I came... I saw... I ran away!
*pokes*
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"You'd have to be a first-degree fool to fall for a woman who returns from the dead to point a gun in your face."
*boreeeedom*
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"You'd have to be a first-degree fool to fall for a woman who returns from the dead to point a gun in your face."
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"You'd have to be a first-degree fool to fall for a woman who returns from the dead to point a gun in your face."
thanks for the fave!
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Since then it's been a book you read in reverse so you understand less as the pages turn or a movie so crass and awkardly cast that even I could be the star
♥
thank you for the watch darling!!
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.The Bird of Hermes is my name. Eating my wings to make me tame.
Brutal.And.Plastic
Sometimes we walk like we were shot through our heads my love.
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