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About Me Member Lurker citalopramingMale/United Kingdom Recent Activity Deviant for 4 Years
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  • Current Residence: Earth.The human race, the UK
  • Favourite movie: Anything that keeps me awake
  • Favourite band or musician: flaming lips
  • Favourite artist: Lord Bath
  • Favourite poet or writer: Phillip Larkin
  • Operating System: Linux
  • Personal Quote: Insanity is the only choice for a sane mind in this world
  • Tools of the Trade: anti depressant drugs

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Hey There! I just wanted to make sure you didn't mind that you were in one of my journals: Poets Of Deviantart

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If you like a piece by an artist, whether poetry, art, photography or so forth, chances are you'll like their other pieces.

Poets Of Deviantart
Thanks for the fav!!!!
Hey there, how's it going?

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Oh my God Almighty! Someone has sent me a bowel movement!
Good, My brain has return from its trip.

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Art is not dead,
It just smells funny.
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hello, friend.. I hope u'll come back soon...

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Thanks for the message......i will keep coming back till i die and that will be on the 28 feb this year. i even know the number of the train that will kill me.

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Art is not dead,
It just smells funny.
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there is a lot of trains with same number in the world... maybe it could be other year, other place...
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thankyou for the fave!

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Middle of nowhere Finally you can breathe Nobody knows your name It's easier
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Thank you for adding Cyber Vicki MKI to your list of favourites - seems you did find something you liked - cheers!

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The stone age didn't come to an end because we ran out of stone...
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Thank you for the fav! :glomp:

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Like a building caught on fire,
smoke is churning up the funeral pyre.
Isabel, don't tell me lies, I want to see you take off your disguise.
Over the mountains I must go. Isabel, I wish it were not so.

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