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I am an Art Appreciator
ayalin
19/Male/Mexico
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Last Visit: 7 weeks ago
Sebastian Ayala
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!
I hold an image of the ashtray girl
of cigarette burns on my chest
I wrote a poem that described her world
That put our friendship to a test
And late at night Whilst on all fours
She used to watch me kiss the floor
What's wrong with this picture?
What's wrong with this picture?
Farewell the ashtray girl
Forbidden snowflake
Beware this troubled world
Watch out for earthquakes
Goodbye to open sores
To broken centrefolds
you know we miss her
we miss her picture
Sometimes it's faded
disintegrated
for fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded
assassinated
for fear of growing old
Farewell the ashtray girl
Angelic fruit cake
Beware this troubled world
Control your intake
Goodbye to open sores
Goodbye and furthermore
you know we miss her
we miss her picture
Sometimes it's faded
disintegrated
For fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded
assassinated
For fear of growing old
Hang on
Though we try
It's gone
Hang on
Though we try
It's gone
Sometimes it's faded
disintegrated
For fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded
assassinated
For fear of growing old
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Just Another Sad Story...
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Always remember you are unique - just like everyone else.
of cigarette burns on my chest
I wrote a poem that described her world
That put our friendship to a test
And late at night Whilst on all fours
She used to watch me kiss the floor
What's wrong with this picture?
What's wrong with this picture?
Farewell the ashtray girl
Forbidden snowflake
Beware this troubled world
Watch out for earthquakes
Goodbye to open sores
To broken centrefolds
you know we miss her
we miss her picture
Sometimes it's faded
disintegrated
for fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded
assassinated
for fear of growing old
Farewell the ashtray girl
Angelic fruit cake
Beware this troubled world
Control your intake
Goodbye to open sores
Goodbye and furthermore
you know we miss her
we miss her picture
Sometimes it's faded
disintegrated
For fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded
assassinated
For fear of growing old
Hang on
Though we try
It's gone
Hang on
Though we try
It's gone
Sometimes it's faded
disintegrated
For fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded
assassinated
For fear of growing old
Can't stop growing old...
Can't stop growing old...
Can't stop growing old...
Can't stop growing old...
Can't stop growing old...
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