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I am a Deviously Deviant
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33/Male/Sweden
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Last Visit: 1 week ago
Tomas Bodling
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!
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Wait up, don't you close your eyes,
Love has been hidden in the shadow.
You've got the rope already tied around your neck,
One voice whispers life through your sorrow.
Don't sing your last lullaby;
I don't think its time.
Hi ther, Miss "We're all going to die" (Snickering cause I knoe we are). Thanks! Ad if you think Swedich folks ar cool, know this: the region Im born in translates to East Goth! *Snickering*
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"I collect spores, mold, and fungus." -Egon
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comissions rules here-> [link] take a look ;D
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I 've started a hunger strike...
I'm really glad you like it and appreciate your support.
See you around!
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- PaPoU -
More shots on my personnal gallery : [link]
You don't chose easy subjects do you!!....nice work!...powerful!
Swedish people are really really cool :3
Your gallery is great too!
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Wait up, don't you close your eyes,
Love has been hidden in the shadow.
You've got the rope already tied around your neck,
One voice whispers life through your sorrow.
Don't sing your last lullaby;
I don't think its time.
We're all going to die
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