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I am a Wannabe Novelist
Mammothface
Female/United States
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Erin
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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!
-- So open up your wormhole/ Engage you with my prime directive/ Photon my torpedoes/ And I'll take your shields down/ Energize my crystals/ I'll fill your core with antimatter/ If you don't like first contact/ I can turn this ship around.
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And he thought he heard the echoes of a penny-whistle band,
And the laughter from a distant caravan,
And the brightly-painted line of circus wagons in the sand,
Fading through the door into summer.
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So open up your wormhole/ Engage you with my prime directive/ Photon my torpedoes/ And I'll take your shields down/ Energize my crystals/ I'll fill your core with antimatter/ If you don't like first contact/ I can turn this ship around.
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It's so fine, it's sunshine, it's the word LOVE!
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RUN, rabbit, run
dig that hole, forget the sun
and when at last the work is done
don't sit down, time to dig another one
steps taken forward
and sleepwalking back again...
encumbered forever by desire and ambition
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And he thought he heard the echoes of a penny-whistle band,
And the laughter from a distant caravan,
And the brightly-painted line of circus wagons in the sand,
Fading through the door into summer.
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My avatar by ~Synfire
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--Live Free Love Free
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Follow your common sense, you cannot hide yourself. Behind a fairytale, forever, and ever.
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