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Just a roaming Rosebud, looking for an open female hole I can throw all my bottled up love into until she overflows. Oh my weary heart, heavy from dodging cretinous whores attempting to steal my love for themselves. O-heavens forbid I fall for the lies of a usurper. I, a simple rosebud want nothing more than to find someone worthy and in need of my love, for I have so much to give if only there was a fresh hole to fill up, an empty cup to overflow, perhaps even a pair of supple lips to keep warm against my own. What in this world can I not have other than this? Sadness, dark days for now and the coming weeks yet again as I sit alone with such a massive stockpile of affection that I can't be sure would be put to good use if I wasn't so selective. Lets say you may know of any takers for my offer? Be there any pure hearted romantics left?