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 Hi! And welcome, traveller. My name is Rose. Yes, like the flower.
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I have no idea how you got here but welcome! 

The following is a vague idea of what I'm like: I'm outdoorsy. If I'm
not outdoors, I'm doing something productive at home. I go running
listening to indie music. I have a kitten. And I'm Asian. I don't wear
glasses, and I have brown (the colour of redwood, kinda) hair. I'm
5'2". Don't judge me. 😒

Hobbies 🌹
• Dancing
• Painting
• Playing the piano
• Singing (I wouldn't call myself an expert 😁)
• Watching TV
• Listening to music
• Go running
• Hiking
• YouTube
• Tumblr
• Be a troll online
• Writing
• Reading


There's probably more. I dunno. I'll add some when I remember. 💓

What I'm interested in🌼
• Poetry
• Books
• Indie music
• Electronica
• French music
• Egyptian music
• Marshmello
• Lauv
• Classical music (like)
• Bach
• Beethoven
• Tchaikovsky
• Horror movies
• Stephen King
• Charles Dickens
• Will Shakespeare
• Vines
• Animals
• CI documentaries
• Lang Leav
• Shel Silverstein
• Soldier/ animal owners homecoming videos
• Try Not To Laugh compilations
• Grilled cheese
• Older men (Not as old as you think)

There's probably more, I'll add later 🌻

 "'Tis love that makes the world go 'round, my baby."

-  CHARLES DICKENS 

 "You say you love rain, but you open your umbrella. You say you love
the sun, but you find a shadow spot. You say you love the wind, but
you close your windows. This is why I am afraid when you say you love
me too."

-  WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 

 "A short story is a different thing altogether- a short story is like
a kiss in the dark from a stranger."

-  STEPHEN KING 

  INVITATION 

If you are a dreamer, come in,
If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,
A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer,
If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire,
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.
Come in! 
Come in!

-  SHEL SILVERSTEIN 

  THE ROSE 

 Have you ever loved a rose,
  And watched her slowly bloom;
  And as her petals would unfold,
  You grew drunk on her perfume.

Have you ever seen her dance,
  Her leaves all wet with dew;
  And quivered with a new romance,
  The wind- he loved her too.

Have you ever longed for her,
  On nights that go on and on;
  For now, her face is all a blur,
  Like a memory kept too long.

Have you ever loved a rose,
  And bled against her thorns;
  And swear each night to let her go,
  Then love her more by dawn.

 Call me Rosie. 🥀

A letter is preferred if I haven't been online awhile.
Oh, and if you've made it all the way down here, thanks. 😁😉

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