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Last Visit: 1 week ago
irene
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 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!
Hi there Irene, I so appreciate your recent ing of my work! I'm extremely grateful from the bottom of my heart .
Also, I see that you are brand new, to dA! A very warm welcome to you! It's super nice to meet you and I really hope you have fun, and enjoy your stay here. 's
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You know what? I heard something, not long ago. It makes me sick. Mend your wounds. And what shall I do I try to speak and words stop short of my tongue They make their way back to my thoughts I move my eyes around trying to find a place to rest
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"Nothing, we're just having a tea party. And by party I mean orgy, and by tea I mean SEX!"
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-- Dattebayo
I so appreciate your recent
Also, I see that you are brand new, to dA!
A very warm welcome to you!
Sincerely, Your Friend,
Tea of =teaphotography
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Life is art, messy yet beautiful all at once. ~Tea of Tea Photography
you are my random deviant of the day!!!!!!!
+ watch?
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You know what?
I heard something, not long ago.
It makes me sick.
Mend your wounds.
And what shall I do
I try to speak and words stop short of my tongue
They make their way back to my thoughts
I move my eyes around trying to find a place to rest
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