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I am a Deviously Deviant
paingod
21/Male/Singapore
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Last Visit: 161 weeks ago
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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!
Soul of naught has returned to haunt me
Claim your grievance, fill me hollow
Complete your destined transfiguration
My form can no longer withstand
The ibex moon, scarred with cosmic disease
With every ray of light it infects me, this mediastinal fibrosis
Consuming over the black horizon with its sinister grace
Consuming me away
The perfect dehumanization now almost complete
Knifed trails oozing crimson splits portions of skin after skin after hybrid skin - cloth melded unto it forming a single entity
Tides of destiny have taken toll, finally.
I hear the screams of a thousand virgins
Daughters of innocence wilt under the dark embrace
Wretched feelings advocate my inevitable justice
Sins echo unduly, singing their dark tales from a thousand lakes into my singed ears
Primordial instincts passionately incinerate; disfigure my inner senses
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amp up and amplify. defy.
Soul of naught has returned to haunt me
Claim your grievance, fill me hollow
Complete your destined transfiguration
My form can no longer withstand
The ibex moon, scarred with cosmic disease
With every ray of light it infects me, this mediastinal fibrosis
Consuming over the black horizon with its sinister grace
Consuming me away
The perfect dehumanization now almost complete
Knifed trails oozing crimson splits portions of skin after skin after hybrid skin - cloth melded unto it forming a single entity
Tides of destiny have taken toll, finally.
I hear the screams of a thousand virgins
Daughters of innocence wilt under the dark embrace
Wretched feelings advocate my inevitable justice
Sins echo unduly, singing their dark tales from a thousand lakes into my singed ears
Primordial instincts passionately incinerate; disfigure my inner senses
There is a black toxic stain where I once lay
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