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I am a Deviously Deviant
A-Wolf-Like-Me
Australia
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Last Visit: 19 weeks ago
Alex
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This is the place where you can personalize your profile!
But, how?
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"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!
Counting bodies like sheep To the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleep Go back to sleep
Ill be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices son They're one in the same, I must isolate you Isolate and save you from yourself
(counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of a war drum - a perfect circle)
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---- [...a secret was concealed.] it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands! it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end; where i wrote:
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---- [...a secret was concealed.] it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands! it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end; where i wrote:
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..Catch me when you can..
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and so they discovered that the sheep was not a sheep, but a wolf.....
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~Did the devil make the world when god was sleeping?~
funnily enough i didnt actually want u to go HAHA
i was having fun
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
keep up the awsome work
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
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