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!
do jell fish have sexual feelings for humans? im so sorry , lo siento mucho chica bonita but that was strange never been stung it must have hurt ...new fetish jelly fish sex toys lol EEEEWWWW bad spoon wonder if any one might try it sex with sea life or suppllement sex damn thats freaky oh well sorry bout the sting
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Take my love, take my land,
Take me where I cannot stand.
I don't care, I'm still free,
You can't take the sky from me.
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Life doesn't give you the people you want, it gives you the people you need: to help you, to hurt you, to love you, to leave you, and to make you into the person you were meant to be.
Stop stealing my friend's work and get a breast implant or something if pretending that you're better than you are really gets you off that much.
No, I'm serious. Plagiarism is disgusting. We'll see what DeviantArt has to say about copyright infringement. I wonder if you're aware that you could be legally liable for damages?
Take them all down and make a public apology to those you stole from and LEAVE IT UP.
Remember me? On YPDC, my name is ShadowDaughter. On YPDC, I wrote Porcelain Angel, Lessons in Sky-ripping, Permission to Fade, Losing the 'My's Before Words, Dance, Dearest, and a short story which you titled Dishwater-Gold. I wrote them years ago, and I wrote them with all the heart and angst and honesty and life experience I could manage. I'll link the original poems and short stories when I'm done with this post.
You posted them on this site, and you called them your own. You told people that Permission to Fade was about you (newsflash: it wasn't), that Porcelain Angel was about a girl named Danielle (newsflash: it wasn't), and that you wrote Dishwater-Gold in two weeks (newsflash: I didn't).
This wasn't all you did. Do you remember JJ? On YPDC, his name is EternitysLyre. On YPDC, he wrote Resonance Au Revoir, Distance, Evergreen Eternalities, To a Sparrow, Addicted to the Lies, Picturesque, Remember, Smiles in the Ripples, Sky Fall, Scattered Skittles, and a poem you chose to call Ardeo Caelestis. Interestingly, ardeo_caelestis is a username for a girl named Emily on YPDC; a name which I gave her. And it's not Latin for celestial fireball, but good try.
Woman's Nightmare is an avatar of Eve. Your devID is a picture of and by Rebekah Hoffman.
I've realized this all tonight, when a friend directed me to your deviantart page. I looked through it, and I saw poems I had written. It was funny, you know-- I didn't read through scrupulously, the first time, to make sure this was my work. I read the first few words of Dishwater-Gold and I said, holy shit. This is *mine*. And I read through, and it was all mine. Or JJ's, or Becky's, or Eve's, or Emily's.
None of it was yours.
It feels odd, to read things you've written and then see someone else take credit for them. Even odder when that person explains to their readers what the poem is about, or how long it took to write. And by "odd," I mean it feels like someone stabbed open your heart, took a piece out of it, and said, hey guys, check out my heart. It feels like you're going to throw up.
I'm sorry that you did this. I'm sorry that my poetry was stolen; I'm sorry that you listened to other people give compliments and critiques to you about something that you knew in your heart wasn't meant for you to hear; I'm sorry that you were ready to paste these creative works instead of trying to write something yourself. I wish you'd given yourself more credit for ability - and I wish you'd given me, and JJ, and Becky credit for our own works.
I hope, sometime soon, you start writing your own stuff, for yourself. Because this didn't get anybody anywhere.
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Take my love, take my land,
Take me where I cannot stand.
I don't care, I'm still free,
You can't take the sky from me.
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Life doesn't give you the people you want, it gives you the people you need: to help you, to hurt you, to love you, to leave you, and to make you into the person you were meant to be.
you're disgustingly selfish.
I hope all the people who frequent your page realize what a fake you are.
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-Lucy-
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Share your memories, stories, experience.
Learn from others'.
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it is a picture of me and taken by me.
Remove it.
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How about you don’t ladies and gentlemen Scotty don’t
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thank you
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How about you don’t ladies and gentlemen Scotty don’t
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No, I'm serious. Plagiarism is disgusting. We'll see what DeviantArt has to say about copyright infringement. I wonder if you're aware that you could be legally liable for damages?
Take them all down and make a public apology to those you stole from and LEAVE IT UP.
Remember me? On YPDC, my name is ShadowDaughter. On YPDC, I wrote Porcelain Angel, Lessons in Sky-ripping, Permission to Fade, Losing the 'My's Before Words, Dance, Dearest, and a short story which you titled Dishwater-Gold. I wrote them years ago, and I wrote them with all the heart and angst and honesty and life experience I could manage. I'll link the original poems and short stories when I'm done with this post.
You posted them on this site, and you called them your own. You told people that Permission to Fade was about you (newsflash: it wasn't), that Porcelain Angel was about a girl named Danielle (newsflash: it wasn't), and that you wrote Dishwater-Gold in two weeks (newsflash: I didn't).
This wasn't all you did. Do you remember JJ? On YPDC, his name is EternitysLyre. On YPDC, he wrote Resonance Au Revoir, Distance, Evergreen Eternalities, To a Sparrow, Addicted to the Lies, Picturesque, Remember, Smiles in the Ripples, Sky Fall, Scattered Skittles, and a poem you chose to call Ardeo Caelestis. Interestingly, ardeo_caelestis is a username for a girl named Emily on YPDC; a name which I gave her. And it's not Latin for celestial fireball, but good try.
Woman's Nightmare is an avatar of Eve. Your devID is a picture of and by Rebekah Hoffman.
I've realized this all tonight, when a friend directed me to your deviantart page. I looked through it, and I saw poems I had written. It was funny, you know-- I didn't read through scrupulously, the first time, to make sure this was my work. I read the first few words of Dishwater-Gold and I said, holy shit. This is *mine*. And I read through, and it was all mine. Or JJ's, or Becky's, or Eve's, or Emily's.
None of it was yours.
It feels odd, to read things you've written and then see someone else take credit for them. Even odder when that person explains to their readers what the poem is about, or how long it took to write. And by "odd," I mean it feels like someone stabbed open your heart, took a piece out of it, and said, hey guys, check out my heart. It feels like you're going to throw up.
I'm sorry that you did this. I'm sorry that my poetry was stolen; I'm sorry that you listened to other people give compliments and critiques to you about something that you knew in your heart wasn't meant for you to hear; I'm sorry that you were ready to paste these creative works instead of trying to write something yourself. I wish you'd given yourself more credit for ability - and I wish you'd given me, and JJ, and Becky credit for our own works.
I hope, sometime soon, you start writing your own stuff, for yourself. Because this didn't get anybody anywhere.
Dance, Dearest [link]
Losing the 'My's Before Words [link]
Permission to Fade [link]
Porcelain Angel [link]
Lessons in Sky-ripping [link]
Etymology [link]
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