My name is Rose.
I generally like to use this program to wind down and have a chat with people I could never meet otherwise.
I get very bored with someone just changing heads all the time and dancing, 'cos you're not really dancing are you - you're at home in your underwear just like the rest of us...
(And No I do not have MSN or want it)
Love to all.
R
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Relationship Status: Single Orientation: Questioning Looking For: Chatting
My Interests
I have more interests than just this of course, I'm a very interested person. Basically I search through the old and new and see what pulls me.
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I have a habit of taking the pictures on here. Some of them I would quite like of myself.
Merry Christmas!!! ************************** ********** "Christmas Eve was a night of song that wrapped itself about you like a shawl. But it warmed more than your body. It warmed your heart...filled it, too, with melody that would last forever."
~ Bess Streeter Aldrich
Thanks for the visit. Very nice page you've got yourself here... I like your music. I also like what you said in your groups panel about the superior complex that some people have. I hate that too... it doesn't prove intelligence, only insecurity. =P hehe. Anyway... you have a beautiful day. I bet you deserve it cause you seem like a beautiful person. ^-^ Blessings. ~Miss Holly
O gather me the rose, the rose, ~ While yet in flower we find it, ~ For summer smiles, but summer goes, ~ And winter waits behind it. ~ ~ For with the dream foregone, foregone, ~ The deed foreborn forever, ~ The worm Regret will canker on, ~ And time will turn him never. ~ ~ So were it well to love, my love, ~ And cheat of any laughter ~ The fate beneath us, and above, ~ The dark before and after. ~ ~ The myrtle and the rose, the rose, ~ The sunshine and the swallow, ~ The dream that comes, the wish that goes ~ The memories that follow! ~ ~ ~ O Gather Me the Rose by William Ernest Henley
Good afternoon, Rose. I hope the day was kind to you. How is your new job? Does it have a uniform or an apron or anything fun like that you get to wear? Better yet, now that you are all worldy in matters of tea, which ones should I keep an eye out for? I like tea. *grins*
No hothouse rose ~ Is She ~ No even color ~ or clipped thorns ~ No controlled bloom ~ can She be ~ ~ She is a wild rose ~ found growing in the bramble ~ Rich in color ~ Fragrant and Free ~ A rare find ~ On her own terms ~ ~ ~ No Hothouse Rose by Raymond A. Foss
Thanks.
Love your site, as well as your comments. You actually had me laughing out loud in the beginning. I think I was the only one reading your comments at the time.
I am very new to this...still learning my way around. Hope to talk to you soon. Oh, and by the way, I am Sabrina
What do you think, Rose? Which slogan would be the most effective? "One, two, three, four, love me, love my chlorophyll!" or "Cut flowers bleed too!" or "Flowers, we make your sh*t, smell good!"
Ralph, since you were brave enough to come clean with me, I feel it is only right that I do the same with you. I'm not really a 39 year-old male. My real name is Canna-Lilly, and I'm a tropical house plant. Oh gosh, it feels so liberating to finally tell someone! Thank you Ralph. You've given me the courage to come out of the greenhouse, as it were. *starts shouting, "Say it clear. Say it loud. I'm green and I'm proud!" Begins planning a march on Washington until, it occurs to him, that he lacks the necessary mobility for a march. Scootches pot a smidgen and looks frustrated*
