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myukho-jenna19
22/Female/Romania
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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!
Life is very hard an tiring right now, i have 4 projects due in 2 weeks and I'm going mad, mad i tell you!
But yey! one of my friends showed me this little funny game that I've come to enjoy My Brute! where you can fight and no one gets hurt lol no mini brutes get harmed in the arena of the game !
My fav char is [link] dare to challenge me and become my pupil?
-- Here I am, Lost in the light of the moon, That comes through my window Bathed in blue, The walls of my memory divides, The thorns from the roses. It's you who is closest
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Yume
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Sadness, is a hole we must climb out of
Passion, is a gift we must exploit
Dreams are what the real words made of
And we are tourists by default!
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Solo el amor convierte en milagro al barro.
PAINT, DRAW AND MANIPULATE ME
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Solo el amor convierte en milagro al barro.
PAINT, DRAW AND MANIPULATE ME
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*****/l、
****(゚、 。 7 - Yum Butterfly!
*****l、 ~ヽ
*****じしf_, )ノ
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*****/l、
****(゚、 。 7 - Yum Butterfly!
*****l、 ~ヽ
*****じしf_, )ノ
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Here I am,
Lost in the light of the moon,
That comes through my window
Bathed in blue,
The walls of my memory divides,
The thorns from the roses.
It's you who is closest
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