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've been thinking, and I don't want to be on deviantart anymore. I will still keep this account, because I like looking at the stuff the people I watch post, and I will continue to do that. But this whole posting my own art business, I'm burnt out on it. I get three pageviews a day at the most, don't have many watchers and don't have anyone interested in my stuff at all. This could be because I don't post very often, but I also don't have a click here. I don't have a bunch of friends to make little jokes with and trade with and mention in journals. that seems to be what this is about more than anything. Personal popularity, not skill. I'm not so good at advertising myself or being buddy-buddy with people I don't know. I don't like playing this click game on the internet any more than I do in real life. There are quite a few great artists on here, don't get me wrong, but they are for the most part really underrated. I'm not saying I'm a great artist, either, but I won't ever know from putting shit up on here. And the shit that gets popular on here, eeeuuughhh. I think I'm going to just do a blog, that way whoever goes there is there for my art. This is becoming too much of a chore. If anyone actually wants to know where that will be, let me know. Somehow I doubt that though.
I'm taking down all my stuff. comment if you want me to post an entry when I figure out where I'm going to put it.
-- They called it war and made us soldiers, gave us guns and made us kill. They bandaged our wounds, stitched up our scars, made dolls of our shells stuffed with bullets, and packaged us away labelled "damaged goods".
Hahah, me either I've got a pile of sketches and things I keep meaning to do but they never get finished.
What's going on in your world these days? You doing school or working or anything?
-- They called it war and made us soldiers, gave us guns and made us kill. They bandaged our wounds, stitched up our scars, made dolls of our shells stuffed with bullets, and packaged us away labelled "damaged goods".
Sweet! You should design a tattoo for me then, hahahah. I'm probably going to get one when I turn 18, assuming I have the money
-- They called it war and made us soldiers, gave us guns and made us kill. They bandaged our wounds, stitched up our scars, made dolls of our shells stuffed with bullets, and packaged us away labelled "damaged goods".
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They called it war and made us soldiers, gave us guns and made us kill. They bandaged our wounds, stitched up our scars, made dolls of our shells stuffed with bullets, and packaged us away labelled "damaged goods".
What's going on in your world these days? You doing school or working or anything?
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They called it war and made us soldiers, gave us guns and made us kill. They bandaged our wounds, stitched up our scars, made dolls of our shells stuffed with bullets, and packaged us away labelled "damaged goods".
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They called it war and made us soldiers, gave us guns and made us kill. They bandaged our wounds, stitched up our scars, made dolls of our shells stuffed with bullets, and packaged us away labelled "damaged goods".
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