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I am a New Artist
Skadri
16/Male/Switzerland
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Last Visit: 1 week ago
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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!
ecco, di quelle foto li dell'ID, che sei in mega equilibrio precario pur di riuscire a fare qualcosa di decente, le odio. io di solito finisco sempre nel fiume. e quasi mai ne esce poi qualcosa di decente... (non so se hai capito...)
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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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Sorry for my bed English =]
Il Vento va... e viene...
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Sorry for my bed English =]
Il Vento va... e viene...
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l`imperfezione rende migliore il tutto
Sk@dri sempre piu Sk@dri
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My band: [link]
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l`imperfezione rende migliore il tutto
Sk@dri sempre piu Sk@dri
io di solito finisco sempre nel fiume.
e quasi mai ne esce poi qualcosa di decente...
(non so se hai capito...)
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l`imperfezione rende migliore il tutto
Sk@dri sempre piu Sk@dri
magari ti ci ritrovi a insegnare!
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l`imperfezione rende migliore il tutto
Sk@dri sempre piu Sk@dri
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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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