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Stephanie1993
Female/United States
Why I Am Here
- To get my ego stroked
- To be helpful
- To provide feedback to my fellow artists
Last Visit: 122 weeks ago
Stephanie
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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!
Im Stephanie, 16 years old. Ive always wanted to be a writer, but whenever I try to write something Im either not satisfied with it, or get disinterested after a few pages. So please, comment my Journal entries and let me know how Im doing!
The wall stretched forever, as far as he could see. And he had to get through. She was on the other side. He pounded with his fists. He screamed and shouted; begged and pleaded. The wall was unyielding. He was in anguish. He cried, ripped his hair out, cursed everyone he had ever known. Exhausted, he sat huddled in a ball, staring at the wall.
Slowly, he stood. He stared at the wall. And calmly walked through as if it were nonexistent.
She was on the floor crying. He knelt, gathered her in his arms and said: You dont have to keep me out. I will never hurt you.