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OneIdiotInATree
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Celia
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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.
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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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Now go forth and astound us all with your devious profiles!
I've got a book of matches I've got a can of kerosene I've got some mad ideas involving you and me I don't blame you for walking away I touched myself at thoughts of flames I shat the bed and laid there in it Thinking of you wide awake for days Wide awake for days
And I found you tongue-tied in my twisted little brain You couldn't crack a smile I didn't catch your name I don't blame you for walking away I'd do the same if I saw me I swear it's not contagious In four short steps we can erase this
Step one -- slit my throat Step two -- play in my blood Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house Step four -- stop off at Edgebrook Creek and rinse your crimson hands You took me hostage and made your demands I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one
I'm like a broken record I've got a needle scratching me It injects the poison of alcohol I.V. I don't blame you for walking away I'd do the same if I saw me I swear it's not contagious I swear to God it's not contagious
Step one -- slit my throat Step two -- play in my blood Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house Step four -- stop off at Lake Michigan and rinse your crimson hands You took me hostage and made your demands I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one
This could be love - love for fire This could be love - love for fire This could be love - love for fire This could be love for fire forevermore
Step one -- slit my throat Step two -- play in my blood Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house Step four -- stop off at Berkeley Marina and rinse your crimson hands You took me hostage and made your demands I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one One by one
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"They make haste through the cobwebbery and darkness like blind little cave fish, hungry for eyes or.. a reason to have eyes!"
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