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I am a Deviously Deviant
SusieCannibal
14/Female/Portugal
Why I Am Here
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Last Visit: 17 hours ago
Susana Carrega
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!
-- I am that girl that will brighten your day. Even if you can't brighten mine. I think, therefore I am. Nevertheless I love, therefore I have a reason to be.
"Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me."
thanks for the fav
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nunca intentar nada, es fracasar
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'Cause we're magnetic, we just land the right place.
Are you magnetic? Do you land in the right place?
It's not real, it's not real, it's not real.
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Nickel
"Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present."
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I am that girl that will brighten your day. Even if you can't brighten mine.
I think, therefore I am. Nevertheless I love, therefore I have a reason to be.
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I cannot sleep
I cannot cry
though I can feel
and I can die
Am I still human?
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Evil minions are the epitome of awesomeness
Twilighters! Show your loyalty!!!! ---> [link]
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A club for those who live for words.
"Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me."
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