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About Me Member Varied Artist noform17/Male/Unknown Recent Activity Deviant for 7 Years
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Sun Feb 2, 2003, 5:35 PM


My Love ¨ Jessica



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:iconj3zz:
why won't you just go away?

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well i drug your ghost across the country
and we plotted out my death.
in every city, memories would whisper
"here is where you rest."
:iconvilestyle:
"You need to have training, because not everyone is born with talent, like myself. I was born with the ability to draw and the ability to design. "

MAXIMUM RESPECT!

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face the fall.
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nice website. great gallery.
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Have you ever had a dream, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world?

What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.

You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.

I offer only the truth, nothing more.

Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill

Fella Point Right spyed, nobody has ever done this before.
Ninja Point Right I know. That's why it's going to work.

Do not try and bend the spoon ...

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The Angry Deviant

:ninja: :meditate: :ninja:

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brooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmm :) (Smile)

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Love Abstract. . . I Live it.
:iconj3zz:
happy valentine's day stinky! Heart

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well i drug your ghost across the country
and we plotted out my death.
in every city, memories would whisper
"here is where you rest."
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wellweallknowwhatthatmeansforme:[
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