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!
I made a new profile. I'll start clearing this one out and moving stuff to that one this weekend. Soooo if you want the new username and my new email address just note me on this profile and I'll give them to you. Please try and do that as soon as possible so I won't have to come back here anymore. I love you guys and I don't want to lose you as friends just because some people can't control their temper and/or damaged ego.
I want some peace, and I won't find it if I leave everything the same.
I recall how we lived
On the corner of a bed
And we'd speak of a Swedish room
Of hessian and wood
And we'd talk with our eyes
Of the sweetness in our lives
And tomorrows of rich surprise...
Some things we could do
In our madness
We burnt one hundred days
Time takes time to pass
And I still hold some ashes to me
An Occasional Dream
And we'd sleep, oh so close
But not really close our eyes
'Tween the sheets of summer
bathed in blue...
Gently weeping nights
It was long, long ago
And I can't touch your name
For the days of fate
were strong for you...
Danced you far from me
In my madness
I see your face in mine
I keep a photograph
It burns my wall with time
Time
An Occasional Dream
Of mine
by: David Bowie
--
"Heaven and Earth are not humane
And regard the people as straw dogs."
Bye Bye ~ShuyaNanahara
Movingon
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I recall how we lived
On the corner of a bed
And we'd speak of a Swedish room
Of hessian and wood
And we'd talk with our eyes
Of the sweetness in our lives
And tomorrows of rich surprise...
Some things we could do
In our madness
We burnt one hundred days
Time takes time to pass
And I still hold some ashes to me
An Occasional Dream
And we'd sleep, oh so close
But not really close our eyes
'Tween the sheets of summer
bathed in blue...
Gently weeping nights
It was long, long ago
And I can't touch your name
For the days of fate
were strong for you...
Danced you far from me
In my madness
I see your face in mine
I keep a photograph
It burns my wall with time
Time
An Occasional Dream
Of mine
by: David Bowie
--
"Heaven and Earth are not humane
And regard the people as straw dogs."
~Lao Tzu
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