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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.
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I'm a neutrois; I am not an androgyne. Please respect the difference. I prefer Ey (he/she), Em (him/her), Eir (his/her), Eirs (his/hers), and Emself (himself/herself).
kk...bed now but the next time I'll try to remember!
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What's wrong with this world where someone can need steel to feel? Where death feels more right then life? Where love falls down on deaf ears? Where darkness becomes the only safe refuge, Where light is just a memory.
-- The Book of Zeku is a tale of the many lives of Number VI of Organization XIII. His life as the Somebody Ienzo, the Nobody Zexion, and the life he had after he Faded Away
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What's wrong with this world where someone can need steel to feel? Where death feels more right then life? Where love falls down on deaf ears? Where darkness becomes the only safe refuge, Where light is just a memory.
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What's wrong with this world where someone can need steel to feel? Where death feels more right then life? Where love falls down on deaf ears? Where darkness becomes the only safe refuge, Where light is just a memory.
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What's wrong with this world where someone can need steel to feel? Where death feels more right then life? Where love falls down on deaf ears? Where darkness becomes the only safe refuge, Where light is just a memory.
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What's wrong with this world where someone can need steel to feel? Where death feels more right then life? Where love falls down on deaf ears? Where darkness becomes the only safe refuge, Where light is just a memory.
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I love =DemonRei.
I'm a neutrois; I am not an androgyne. Please respect the difference.
I prefer Ey (he/she), Em (him/her), Eir (his/her), Eirs (his/hers), and Emself (himself/herself).
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What's wrong with this world where someone can need steel to feel?
Where death feels more right then life?
Where love falls down on deaf ears?
Where darkness becomes the only safe refuge,
Where light is just a memory.
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The Book of Zeku is a tale of the many lives of Number VI of Organization XIII. His life as the Somebody Ienzo, the Nobody Zexion, and the life he had after he Faded Away
Stories by ~CloakedSchemer06 and *OneWhoIsLoved
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What's wrong with this world where someone can need steel to feel?
Where death feels more right then life?
Where love falls down on deaf ears?
Where darkness becomes the only safe refuge,
Where light is just a memory.
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BUH?!
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What's wrong with this world where someone can need steel to feel?
Where death feels more right then life?
Where love falls down on deaf ears?
Where darkness becomes the only safe refuge,
Where light is just a memory.
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Stock account: ~Simplicity-Stock
This shade of ordinary burns my eyes
simplicity, i despise
in simplicity i'm disguised.
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What's wrong with this world where someone can need steel to feel?
Where death feels more right then life?
Where love falls down on deaf ears?
Where darkness becomes the only safe refuge,
Where light is just a memory.
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I believe in Jesus Christ as my Savior.
Of Insanity And Inspiration, a Deidara doujinshi: [link]
"Science without religion is lame. Religion without science is blind." -Einstein
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What's wrong with this world where someone can need steel to feel?
Where death feels more right then life?
Where love falls down on deaf ears?
Where darkness becomes the only safe refuge,
Where light is just a memory.
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