I am no artist and certainly not a poet...I'm not very expressive and have never considered myself creative...but when i pick my pen up in my hand, with feelings jumbled all together inside, something happens when it meets the vast blank of my journal...words spew and phrases form...no explanation for the formation of lines that describe exactly what I'm feeling inside...all I can say is that these words are just me.
I am not trying to be, someone else, nor am I trying to prove a point...but the way that I feel after I've written it all out is a way that no one can provide for me. So here it all is...
About Me
- RosE-iN-BLoOM
- I love to dance. I love listening to music. My daughter is my number one priority in life. During my 'me' time, I write, listen to music, and read...mostly self-help books [they're either hilariously funny or really informative]. I can't stand silence and am never in it if I don't have to be. I love the dark. In my free time I like reading, writing, introspecting, philosophizing and thinking about life. I like going out to do that things some consider 'out of the ordinary' and not so much the status quo. I am a natural over-analyzer [currently trying to grow out of it]. As scared as I am of love, it's the one emotion I wish I could feel ALL the time. I put on a tough exterior but I'm a softy at heart and those who know me well enough see RIGHT thru it... I absolutely hate to be perceived as weak. My biggest pet-peeve is people who beat around the bush for the sake of not hurting someone.
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