This is the place where you can personalize your profile!
But, how?
By moving, adding and personalizing widgets.
You can drag and 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 subscription.
Some widgets have options that are only available when you get a subscription.
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!
hey april... u dont now my name muhaha any way tell ur friends to be more careful if that is ur real name. sorry i dont want u ending up like my sister. any way my names Marius yay french umm... ye i want u to comment my stuff but stay out of the journal ok unless u want to see my ex ranting on at my
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She blew me her death-kiss and the mouth-marks bled down her eye, like her dying on my windshield. I can already feel her worms eating my spine. So how can it be this lonley? Is this all we get for our lives? Is love only sweeter when one of us dies?
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Tennoheika Banzai!
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Before You Succed,You Have To Believe
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Be with someone who knows what they have when they have you, forget the rest of them.
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Before You Succed,You Have To Believe
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Be with someone who knows what they have when they have you, forget the rest of them.
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Before You Succed,You Have To Believe
look at my gallery [link]
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"WEINER BAM!" Courtesy of a mishearing of the words of Theresa Peanut T Marie MaGarza Garza
Open For commissions [link]
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Be with someone who knows what they have when they have you, forget the rest of them.
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She blew me her death-kiss and the mouth-marks bled down her eye, like her dying on my windshield.
I can already feel her worms eating my spine. So how can it be this lonley? Is this all we get for our lives? Is love only sweeter when one of us dies?
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