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ALEXXinsane
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Last Visit: 39 weeks ago
Alex! Haines!
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Personal Zone
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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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Wave a' Babies!
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My true love went riding out
In white and green and gray
Past the pale of Offa's Wall
Where she was wont to stray
And there she came upon
A white and wounded fawn
Singing, "Oh, the hazards of love."~ Decemberists
I'm xEvelynx on there. C:
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My true love went riding out
In white and green and gray
Past the pale of Offa's Wall
Where she was wont to stray
And there she came upon
A white and wounded fawn
Singing, "Oh, the hazards of love."~ Decemberists
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"I object to violence because when it appears to do good, the good is only temporary; the evil it does is permanent." - Mahatma Gandhi
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My true love went riding out
In white and green and gray
Past the pale of Offa's Wall
Where she was wont to stray
And there she came upon
A white and wounded fawn
Singing, "Oh, the hazards of love."~ Decemberists
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"I object to violence because when it appears to do good, the good is only temporary; the evil it does is permanent." - Mahatma Gandhi
--
My true love went riding out
In white and green and gray
Past the pale of Offa's Wall
Where she was wont to stray
And there she came upon
A white and wounded fawn
Singing, "Oh, the hazards of love."~ Decemberists
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