I'm Roses (or at least that's what I call myself here). The great thing about this is that you don't know who I am and I don't know who you are. We could know each other in real life or we might live on the opposite sides of the world and we'll never know. So to you, I'm basically a stranger. And this the third diary in the "The Diary of a Stranger" diaries. You can read the other two if you want to. Or don't, if you don't want to. Without further ado, I hope that you enjoy reading this (if you decide to do so). And if you decide not to continue on reading this, I would like to thank you for at least taking your time to click on this and read what it's about.
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