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JONATHAN GUTHRIE
20/Male/United States
Why I Am Here
- To get involved with the community
- To make friends
- To appreciate art
Last Visit: 7 weeks ago
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But, how?
By moving, adding and personalizing widgets.
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"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!
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Hello, just wanted to thank you for the of "Longhorns" - one of my favorites too
-- You have to take this world which you experience and translate it to a two dimensional piece of paper and make it come alive again to somebody that has never experienced it before. - Rodney Smith, photographer
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I walk for miles inside this pit of danger I swallow down a thousand years of anger The weight of the world is falling on my shoulders A place where no one follows me I walk alone
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Happy Happy Joy Joy
*Texas713
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You have to take this world which you experience and translate it to a two dimensional piece of paper and make it come alive again to somebody that has never experienced it before. - Rodney Smith, photographer
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U can read minds??
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My gallery
[link]
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*Dark-Arts-Asylum's Archangel, Room 676
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I walk for miles inside this pit of danger
I swallow down a thousand years of anger
The weight of the world is falling on my shoulders
A place where no one follows me
I walk alone
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Can you feel the apathy?
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