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I am a Lyrics Writer
sunnidae
Female/United States
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Last Visit: 93 weeks ago
Kyri
Art Zone
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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 bottom 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!
Merci for the fav sweetie! Welcome to the DA family...
M-
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I fucked him standing, I fucked him crying. I fucked him living, And I fucked him dying. He may be dead, But not forgotten. Cause I dug him up, And I fucked him rotten.
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Wine comes in at the mouth, And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth, Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth, And look at you and sigh. - W.B. Yeats
Can anyone tell me how to featurize a different picture besides the one I have up? I have no idea how I put that one on there, and I want a different one to be the feature. HELP!
Sta.sh
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~DA-WA | ~DA-Washington | !oregon
Aaaaand, welcome to dA, you n00b you. (Tee hee, I kid)
P.S. Your name got the Sesame Street theme song stuck in my head.
M-
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I fucked him standing,
I fucked him crying.
I fucked him living,
And I fucked him dying.
He may be dead,
But not forgotten.
Cause I dug him up,
And I fucked him rotten.
--
~DA-WA | ~DA-Washington | !oregon
--
Wine comes in at the mouth, And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth, Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth, And look at you and sigh. - W.B. Yeats