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 Love you Jeff, you know you're a really good artist. We should take pics of all your stuff and upload it! I have the urge to draw for you some more... lol. But I need actual pencils and some plain paper... sick of this lined notebook crap! Anyways, you're a great hubs. <3
This rose is to let you know that you are my friend, and I love you. No, not in the, "zomg, lemme in ur pants lolz!" way. This is the kind of love where I'll help you stand if you fall, cheer you up if you are sad, be your shoulder to cry on, celebrate your successes, and believe that there is no such thing as failure. You are important to me, and I will always be here for you. We are friends, and I love you.
I adore you.
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This rose is to let you know that you are my friend, and I love you. No, not in the, "zomg, lemme in ur pants lolz!" way. This is the kind of love where I'll help you stand if you fall, cheer you up if you are sad, be your shoulder to cry on, celebrate your successes, and believe that there is no such thing as failure. You are important to me, and I will always be here for you. We are friends, and I love you.
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I didn't slap you. I high-fived your face.
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