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I am a Deviously Deviant
A-Bit-Of-Jester-Tea
Female/Canada
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Last Visit: 1 day ago
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Art Zone
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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!
You're very welcome, the shot is beautiful! ^^ It always makes me happy to see a well shot, tasteful nude photograph.
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Come to me, friend, and place your hand in mine. I shall lead you down a path through winding trees, to a doorway, leading to the land between what is true and what is imagine. There is the entrance to my garden.
Come with me, friend. Come to happiness.
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Come to me, friend, and place your hand in mine. I shall lead you down a path through winding trees, to a doorway, leading to the land between what is true and what is imagine. There is the entrance to my garden.
Come with me, friend. Come to happiness.
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Come to me, friend, and place your hand in mine. I shall lead you down a path through winding trees, to a doorway, leading to the land between what is true and what is imagine. There is the entrance to my garden.
Come with me, friend. Come to happiness.
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Jen: OK. Moss, what did you have for breakfast this morning? Moss: Smarties cereal. Jen: Oh my God. I didn't even know Smarties made a cereal. Moss: They don't. It's just Smarties in a bowl with milk.
You are very welcome! It's a beautiful piece of work. :}
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Come to me, friend, and place your hand in mine. I shall lead you down a path through winding trees, to a doorway, leading to the land between what is true and what is imagine. There is the entrance to my garden.
Come with me, friend. Come to happiness.
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Come to me, friend, and place your hand in mine. I shall lead you down a path through winding trees, to a doorway, leading to the land between what is true and what is imagine. There is the entrance to my garden.
Come with me, friend. Come to happiness.
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Paco
Male photo blog: [link]
Puerto Vallarta blog: [link]
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Come to me, friend, and place your hand in mine. I shall lead you down a path through winding trees, to a doorway, leading to the land between what is true and what is imagine. There is the entrance to my garden.
Come with me, friend. Come to happiness.
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DD's/Prints
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Come to me, friend, and place your hand in mine. I shall lead you down a path through winding trees, to a doorway, leading to the land between what is true and what is imagine. There is the entrance to my garden.
Come with me, friend. Come to happiness.
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Come to me, friend, and place your hand in mine. I shall lead you down a path through winding trees, to a doorway, leading to the land between what is true and what is imagine. There is the entrance to my garden.
Come with me, friend. Come to happiness.
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Jen: OK. Moss, what did you have for breakfast this morning?
Moss: Smarties cereal.
Jen: Oh my God. I didn't even know Smarties made a cereal.
Moss: They don't. It's just Smarties in a bowl with milk.
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Come to me, friend, and place your hand in mine. I shall lead you down a path through winding trees, to a doorway, leading to the land between what is true and what is imagine. There is the entrance to my garden.
Come with me, friend. Come to happiness.
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"The true mystery is, what lies open. Some discover it, others do not." [Confucius]
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Come to me, friend, and place your hand in mine. I shall lead you down a path through winding trees, to a doorway, leading to the land between what is true and what is imagine. There is the entrance to my garden.
Come with me, friend. Come to happiness.
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