My favorites are still there, and my gallery summary mentions the comments, but otherwise they don't exsist, and I'm pretty pissed about it.
Anyone else have the same problem?


To The EndNothing is forever, but I'll love you to the end, Just jump in the car and take my hand. We won't drive into the sunset, We might not even make it to the next town. But I made a promise you'll never regret,To The End
And I need this chance to pen it down. You are everything my parents said you weren't, And nothing you said you could be. You are compulsive, eccentric, and absolutely beautiful to me.


HatterasThe sun breaks, and then crashes against the rocks in the morning fog The waves caw and fly through the air with eerie precision, And all is peaceful.Hatteras
The children swin in luminous schools through the coral And the mahi tan beneath the wild patterns of oversized umbrellas, And all is bright.
The marina awaits the day's catch with a watering mouth And the surfers reflect off the ocean like a million glittering mirrors, And all is still.
The beach houses close their eyes for the night, slowly darkening the horizon And the silence can finally sleep, And all is


WandererHe walks down the long, dark road Amidst the lonesome forest Making his way along the path The path of no returnWanderer
His soul is lost to this world And there is no turning back His body is faintly withered His heart is black
He does not know where hes going He does not know why The only choice he has to make Is to live or to die.


dArama - ISSUE ONE - Love.The dynamic between core staff, volunteer staff, and the community can at times be pure quality dArama.dArama - ISSUE ONE - Love.
It's worth noting that for years I've worked pretty hard to remain neutral on community politics. Today, I'm going to shatter that concept.
Needless to say, I am extremely politically aware of the inner workings of the deviantART community. I read *a lot* of journals, comments, forums, chat rooms. I have fake accounts. I spy.
But I don't spend my time talking politics, instead I focus internally at deviantART designing technologies and implementing understandings with core staff to address the issues
Oink

95's a saviourthough my heart is breaking, i've still got self control, even though my legs are shaking and i have sold my soul. i tried so hard to love you because you said you'd never leave my side. but tell me, baby, if we were so in love, then why'd we have to try? all i wanted was a sweet forever, someone to help me heal, someone who saw past the sacrs, someone to help me feel. now my eyes look sunken, my skin is far too pale. the only reason that i live now is to see the numbers on the scale. everyday i look in the mirror, searching for perfection. &95's a saviour
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*Aww now i feel all warm n fuzzy inside... but then again.. i just ate a live squirrel!*
~Due to the lack of funding the light at the end of the tunnel has been turned off!!~
*Funny, i had a simular conversation with my wall this morning...*
I shall be commenting on your works soon my dear :-D
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I don't want to be seen as a pretty thing
'Cause it's the pretty things that we're always breaking...
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