Your wayfaring thespian has returned
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Your wayfaring thespian has returned
MOIRA ROSEIf that’s not a cause for alcohol, I don’t know what is!
MOIRA ROSEThere once was a radiant young actress who dreamed of having two sons.
MOIRA ROSENever let the bastards get you down!
MOIRA ROSEThe last time I felt this emotionally encumbered, I was playing Lady Macbeth on a Crystal Skies cruise ship during Shakespeare at Sea Week.
MOIRA ROSEWhen one of us shines, all of us shine.
MOIRA ROSEAs much as I would love to contribute to the population growth of this town by way of teen pregnancies I must decline.
MOIRA ROSEYou must prepare for life, and whatever it will throw at you.
MOIRA ROSEI was worried sick, dear! ‘Where’s David? Or his bags?
MOIRA ROSEAre we terrible parents?
MOIRA ROSEI can hardly hear you, John! The cheering and accolades are drowning out your gentle voice.”
MOIRA ROSEI’ve been burned so many times I’m like the human equivalent of the inside of a roasted marshmallow.
MOIRA ROSEYou do realize I’m a professional vocalist?
MOIRA ROSEGod help us all.
MOIRA ROSESocial media is an amusement park for clinical narcissists.
MOIRA ROSEI am suddenly overwhelmed with regret, it’s a new feeling for me, and I don’t find it at all pleasurable.
MOIRA ROSE