This is the place where you can personalize your profile!
But, how?
By moving, adding and personalizing modules.
You can drag and and drop to rearrange.
You can edit modules to customize them.
The left side has modules you can add!
Some modules you can only access when you get a subscription.
Some modules have options that are only available when you get a subscription.
We've split the page into zones!
Certain modules 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'm not sure if you ever check your page frankie dear, or really remember me, though I hope you do. But if you find yourself nostalgic and here, please read my journal entry.
I miss you entirely too much! D: Come back to DA! I'll beg if I have to!
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"Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you She tied you To a kitchen chair She broke your throne, she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah" ~Rufus Wainwright
damn frank i thought you were both a fan and a groupie of mine
love ya lots BTW...
-crit
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fear is the mantra of invention...
MORTAL COIL is a poetic term that means the troubles of daily life and the strife and suffering of the world. It is used in the sense of a burden to be carried or abandoned.
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we were but stones, your light made us stars
she puts the weights into my little heart.
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coffee black and egg white
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"Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you She tied you To a kitchen chair She broke your throne, she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah" ~Rufus Wainwright
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"What has been sold,
not strictly made of stone,
just remember that it's flesh and bone."
love ya lots BTW...
-crit
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fear is the mantra of invention...
MORTAL COIL is a poetic term that means the troubles of daily life and the strife and suffering of the world. It is used in the sense of a burden to be carried or abandoned.
-critmass 12/11/09
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Sweet is love when all is sane
Sweet is death to rid the pain
Cruel is death when all is well
Cruel is love when all is hell
2% of the teenage population doesn't or hasn't tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 98% who has, copy & paste this in
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Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away
-George Carlin.
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silence cannot free us now...
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If i continue to do what I've been doing i will continue to get what I have gotten. - Mystery
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