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Lenny told me that all stories are drawn irresitably toward their ends. It's a dirty lie. She lies a lot, you know. But here I am talking all the same. I woke up partly on a park bench, my face unrecognisable to touch. I wondered if someone else had switched faces with me and whether I had gained on the deal. This is all true, I never tell lies. Unless, of course, that statement in itself is a lie. I couldn't really move, which scared me for a moment. It's awful to wake up in a strange public place and not be able to move. Oh god, I'm bored of this story already. Soapy was a genuine bastard. I never understood him. Sometimes I hated him, but mostly I admired him like a god. I'll never understand him, why he did what he did. He didn't need to. He wasn't the slightest bit like me. He was born with everything he could ever need. His parents were not bad people. He could have bought the cars, but he prefered to steal them instead. I guess, in a way, he was freer than me. I only did things because I had to, because I have nothing to loose. He... he did anything that entered his mind and he would only do it if he had absolutely no reason to. Maybe he was stupid or something. There was definately something wrong with his mind. What he said to me once. I don't know. That's all so long ago. I need a drink- no, I'm not going to the hospital, they know me there... I couldn't remember anything when I woke up this afternoon. I keep thinking that one day I'll wake up and everything will be gone for good, and maybe I'll start over. No, not me. There's no ending for me, is there, Lenny?
I'm only swinging by to say hello, because I've been going back through my gallery, and found some comments left by you, oh fellow Young Ones (and X men aparrently!) Fan!
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Come on people! Don't be satisfied with shampoo! Demand the real poo!
Ellen, it's Bateman, Patrick Bateman. You're my lawyer so I think you should know: I've killed a lot of people. Some girls in the apartment uptown uh, some homeless people maybe 5 or 10 um an NYU girl I met in Central Park. I left her in a parking lot behind some donut shop. I killed Bethany, my old girlfriend, with a nail gun, and some man uh some old faggot with a dog last week. I killed another girl with a chainsaw, I had to, she almost got away and uh someone else there I can't remember maybe a model, but she's dead too. And Paul Allen. I killed Paul Allen with an axe in the face, his body is dissolving in a bathtub in Hell's Kitchen. I don't want to leave anything out here. I guess I've killed maybe 20 people, maybe 40. I have tapes of a lot of it, uh some of the girls have seen the tapes. I even, um... I ate some of their brains, and I tried to cook a little. Tonight I, uh, I just had to kill a LOT of people. And I'm not sure I'm gonna get away with it this time. I guess I'll uh, I mean, ah, I guess I'm a pretty uh, I mean I guess I'm a pretty sick guy. So, if you get back tomorrow, I may show up at Harry's Bar, so you know, keep your eyes open.
I'm so sorry I had to do this to you. I had to go through it too. Now come off your buffer because we both have to suffer. I dont' want to become blue too.
I'm only swinging by to say hello, because I've been going back through my gallery, and found some comments left by you, oh fellow Young Ones (and X men aparrently!) Fan!
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Come on people! Don't be satisfied with shampoo! Demand the real poo!
Chaos. Destruction. Panic.
My work here is done.
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"Somewhere a mountain is moving. I'm afraid it's moving without me..."
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Power is power, the law of the land. Those living for death will die by their own hand...
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Power is power, the law of the land. Those living for death will die by their own hand...
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Power is power, the law of the land. Those living for death will die by their own hand...
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I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name.......
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I LOVE fndfilms!!!!
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I like things to repulse people, to upset and move them. I don't want to give people an identity, I want to give them a crisis.
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