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I am a Painter
hrabko
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Last Visit: 171 weeks ago
Mino Hrabovsky
Art 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!
Holding hands with an impotent dream
In a brothel of fake energy
Put a nickle in a grave yard machine
I get higher and lower
I get higher and lower
Like a tired soldier with nothin to show
and nowhere to lose this bottle of blues
please check out `liquify's journal for the rules if you're confused!
i was tagged by *5exbaby with Birthday Cake by Cibo Matto
Have you ever had a dream, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world?
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
i chose c.
Holding hands with an impotent dream
In a brothel of fake energy
Put a nickle in a grave yard machine
I get higher and lower
I get higher and lower
Like a tired soldier with nothin to show
and nowhere to lose this bottle of blues
please check out `liquify's journal for the rules if you're confused!
i was tagged by *5exbaby with Birthday Cake by Cibo Matto
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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