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I am a Cheerleader
miss-mittens
Female/Pakistan
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Last Visit: 32 weeks ago
kaylee michelle
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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!
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The lights are dim. Strobe lights dance upon the ceiling, framing the twisting rabid sillhouettes of hypnotised ravers. The bass pulses through the bones, the blood, the brain; we move as one being and starkly individual at once, rising up, crashing down.
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The lights are dim. Strobe lights dance upon the ceiling, framing the twisting rabid sillhouettes of hypnotised ravers. The bass pulses through the bones, the blood, the brain; we move as one being and starkly individual at once, rising up, crashing down.
THEY STOOOOLE SOO!!!!@!!!!!111
*CRIES*
THEY FOUND OUT I STOLE SOO AND MADE ME BRING IT BACK AND PUT ON MY PERMANENT RECORD AND NOW IM NEVER ALLOWED BACK AND I MISSSS MY SOMETHING OR OTHER!!!!!!
never before has a handrail been so fun.
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i'm allergic to cancer
"well you should have used your feminine charms to make him cum.... here. come here!"
-tj
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The internet exists.
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The lights are dim. Strobe lights dance upon the ceiling, framing the twisting rabid sillhouettes of hypnotised ravers. The bass pulses through the bones, the blood, the brain; we move as one being and starkly individual at once, rising up, crashing down.
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The lights are dim. Strobe lights dance upon the ceiling, framing the twisting rabid sillhouettes of hypnotised ravers. The bass pulses through the bones, the blood, the brain; we move as one being and starkly individual at once, rising up, crashing down.
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taylor
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Don't mess with a nation that needs medication
Cash now, cash later
myspace.com/tonylucchesse Check me out
*CRIES*
THEY FOUND OUT I STOLE SOO AND MADE ME BRING IT BACK AND PUT ON MY PERMANENT RECORD AND NOW IM NEVER ALLOWED BACK AND I MISSSS MY SOMETHING OR OTHER!!!!!!
never before has a handrail been so fun.
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i'm allergic to cancer
"well you should have used your feminine charms to make him cum.... here. come here!"
-tj
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