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One Month Premium Membership :) (CLOSED)Hey there Watchers and Random Deviants!
So I will be giving away a One Month premium membership. But unlike normal giveaways, this will be a little different.
So here are the Rules:
- For more people to know about it, Please Fave this journal
- You have to have at least 2 Deviations in your gallery
- You have to comment on this journal (no random words or anything, read the next rule for what to put there)
- In the Comments, put the link of your best deviation you have drawn (or made)
- All kinds of Deviations allowed!
This Will end on 24 January 2013 . But I will need maybe at least a few weeks to look through these Deviations!!! So the Prize will Be given A little late (also give a chance for more people to donate)
I will be choosing the best deviation and give it to the deviant. However, I will only give it to those who do not have a premium membership.
Please be fair, if you already had a premium membership before but had ended, please state in the comments.
Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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