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I am an Art Student
Brad Marshall
19/Male/United States
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Last Visit: 3 hours 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!
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"Time Passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me..." - Stephenie Meyer's "New Moon"
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"Time Passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me..." - Stephenie Meyer's "New Moon"
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"Time Passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me..." - Stephenie Meyer's "New Moon"
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Don't go away mad, just go away.
~The Music of the Night~
WELCOME TO DEVIANTART
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Currently taking commissions! Click here for info!
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Currently taking commissions! Click here for info!
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Can you show me where you came from?
Can you tell me what you are?
Do you believe what's in the mirror?
Are our souls just made of tar?
hi Brad
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"Time Passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me..." - Stephenie Meyer's "New Moon"
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