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.
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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!
I have a nose for these kinds of things. I go to stores at night; when people are asleep. I stand in the isle and look beyond the coat rack. It's a cute thing; my ability to find boredom in ball room dancing. Salsa dancing fits in my hand. Re-created by the mub from your earth. Again my eyes peer down the isle. I see only things that do not interest me. Pants. Pants. Pants. I see no long shirts. I see no beanies. I see no panty hose. I like cute things, but nothing adorable. I laugh because I hate poetry. A sucker of the Kentucky Derby. I lost so i killed the horse who bared no balls. And... chocolate covered tosters. Were migrating to the lama farm, that exploded last monday morning after Jesus came down and farted on the school subject english because of its immature run-on-sentences. My name is just Just. I am a molesters twin. I am an omega.
i hate everyone who has ever thought my name for more than a mintue because if they have then they have no life, and i do not want to be associated with them -- i'm sorry but it's true. don't forget to vote for me in the next election. peace to your mother, on the flip side of delaware. kisses random ass.
==-- i love you all, thank you all for all your comments, and favorites... it really means a lot to me. i am sorry i haven't been adding more in lately, i haven't had a computer to do my dirty.
Wow. It's great to hear from you. Thanks so much for the compliments. You're style has improved, but you definitely stuck with the violence (which isn't a bad thing).
Are you going to be around Bakersfield at all this summer?
hey nick... i know i still draw dark... i'm trying to get away from that with graphic design and crap, but your work really makes me want to get into photography again. it's amazing the pictures you took. willful hands. stop. is beautiful. anyway, how do you like new york?
a plane has crashed just south of my house. when will i see the resolution of my scene. i have tried to consult her but she does not listen. i end with a brief goodbye, and i fall. i see the clouds pass through colors of blue. sinking water cascades unto my head. tranquilty covers me, warms me. i am blind to everything. i pass by a glowing light who mutter to me, "why have you forgotten." i eyes turn to glass and i star the other way. questions of faith turn sour on my tongue. fuck the essence of your existance. light from dark is a concept like sand... never having any form, and when you finally have it it slips through your hands. a plane has crashed just east of my house. i have been on the set for too long. eyes fall tired. red and yellow clash, blue decends from the sky and into my pocket. a snake coils around my legs... the company is nice. some one i can relate to. some one i know exists. a plane has crashed just crashed north of my house... fuck the west.
pants
==-- i love you all, thank you all for all your comments, and favorites... it really means a lot to me. i am sorry i haven't been adding more in lately, i haven't had a computer to do my dirty.
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Wow. It's great to hear from you. Thanks so much for the compliments. You're style has improved, but you definitely stuck with the violence (which isn't a bad thing).
Are you going to be around Bakersfield at all this summer?
anyway i'll probably see you this summer.
I absolutely love your work!!
xxx
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Roxanne
"i put on the red light"
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