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ledzeppelinplz
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Jimmy
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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!
-- Hear the tolling of the bells - Iron bells! What a world of solemn thought their monody compels! In the silence of the night, How we shiver with affright At the melancholy menace of their tone!
-- Excited and screaming, their voices go wild And rise with the birds mating up in the pines Down to puddles that breathe, covered by leaves With mud they'll make prints on their backs
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Hear the tolling of the bells -
Iron bells!
What a world of solemn thought their monody compels!
In the silence of the night,
How we shiver with affright
At the melancholy menace of their tone!
R.I.P. Randy Rhoads 1956 - 1982
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Geddy Lee deserves a cookie. XD
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don't worry, BE HAPPY!
*Traditional-Artists
~aerendial
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Of every 10 persons who look at my gallery, 5,are the half XD
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RETURN YOURSELF TO YOUR DEPRAVED ORGY
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"You must be the change you wish to see in the world."
"I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ."
"An eye for an eye has made the whole world blind."
I
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One of these days, I'm going to cut you into little pieces...
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Excited and screaming, their voices go wild
And rise with the birds mating up in the pines
Down to puddles that breathe, covered by leaves
With mud they'll make prints on their backs
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