This deviant's full pageview
graph is unavailable.
Last Visit: 10 weeks ago
This is the place where you can personalize your profile!
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 Core Membership.
Some widgets have options that are only available when you get Core 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!
Favorite visual artistRembrandt & Carravaggio, Ansel Adams, so many othersFavorite moviesGhostbusters, Dawn of the Dead, Suckerpunch, The Crow, the Underworld series, An American Werewolf in LondonFavorite TV showsSupernatural, The Walking Dead, etcFavorite bands / musical artistsDisturbed and so many others. Rock/Metal are my genres plus a side dish of Funk and Motown.Favorite booksThe Bible, The Talisman by Stephen KingFavorite writersStephen King, etcFavorite gamesCall of Duty: MW3, Battlefield Bad Company 2, Ghostbusters, Gears of War franchiseFavorite gaming platformX Box 360Tools of the TradePencil, Pen, Charcoals, Photoshop, InDesign, IllustratorOther InterestsMusic, Art, movies, anime, gaming
It's pretty much been no secret that I've been fighting depression lately. A year ago I was seeing someone really special and when things got a little difficulty, my lack of esteem and security in who I am came into play and I quit. I quit fighting for her, pretty much gave up. For a year after I stewed on it, contemplated on it and realized my cowardice just cost me what could have been something truly spectacular and nothing like I had felt for a VERY long time. I got back in touch with her. She let me have it on fb messenger and I deserved every word. She pretty much forgave me but is now interested in someone new. Better looking, way skinnier than me and my brain beat me like a stepchild. So much so death was welcome to swing his scythe my way. But here I sit. It's getting better but with lifelong depression, every day can be a fight even with meds. Keep fighting people. Life is worth it, even excruciating pain because the pain will eventually fade.