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I am a Wannabe Novelist
Kimberly
16/Female/United States
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KC
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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.
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Now go forth and astound us all with your devious profiles!
-- Glass shatters. A voice screams out. Blood runs down her hand. She licks the blood with a snake-like tongue and looks in the glass at herself. "I suppose this is it. An Angels Reflection."
-- Glass shatters. A voice screams out. Blood runs down her hand. She licks the blood with a snake-like tongue and looks in the glass at herself. "I suppose this is it. An Angels Reflection."
-- Glass shatters. A voice screams out. Blood runs down her hand. She licks the blood with a snake-like tongue and looks in the glass at herself. "I suppose this is it. An Angels Reflection."
Devious Journal Entry
Tired
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Home made marmalade
Looking up into the night sky is looking into infinity - distance is incomprehensible and therefore meaningless.
F*c*ing Binky Boo.
CEO ManSlaves Incorporated
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Glass shatters. A voice screams out. Blood runs down her hand. She licks the blood with a snake-like tongue and looks in the glass at herself. "I suppose this is it. An Angels Reflection."
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Glass shatters. A voice screams out. Blood runs down her hand. She licks the blood with a snake-like tongue and looks in the glass at herself. "I suppose this is it. An Angels Reflection."
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Glass shatters. A voice screams out. Blood runs down her hand. She licks the blood with a snake-like tongue and looks in the glass at herself. "I suppose this is it. An Angels Reflection."
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