marley rose.thirty-four. she/her. singer & professor. hii! 👋🏼 marley here. i like dogs, chocolate chip cookies without chocolate chips and music. click here to listen to my EP, wildflower!
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Hi friends! My name is Marley Rose and I'm happy to be here. I mean, I've been here for quite sometime.. but there's a lot of new people here so I felt the need to introduce myself. If you don't know me, I am the songwriting professor at PSU. I'm also a singer, and I currently have and EP out called wildflower, which is available to listen to on Apple Music, Spotify and YouTube! I even have a music video or two on YouTube, which would be super neat if you could check that out. Anyway anyway, enough about myself! I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving! I know I did. When you have Millie Rose as a mother, holiday meals are the best in the world. How was your dinner? What was your favorite part of the dinner? Did anything silly happen at your dinners? Tell me everything!
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MARLEY: I will be there with bells and whistles! I hope he has the best day ever!!
TEXTS || PRIV (Minus Tommy)
DELILAH: Hey babes!!! So it's our favorite boy's birthday next week, and I'm planning him a party! December 2nd at 7pm. DELILAH: We'll have pop culture themed food and a video game tournament. DELILAH: Please let me know if you'd like to come, and hope to see you there! <3
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How nice of you. Hi there, Nolan! I'm Marley, and I'm a songwriting professor at PSU as well as a singer. Nice to meet you!
Oh, nope. Not at all. I want to stay in Christmas forever. Why do you want it to be over already?
Hello beautiful people! You are all gorgeous. Now that I have said that, I guess I am using Tumblr, never did I think I would see the day that I used Tumblr, but here we are. My modelling agent suggested I used it so here I am! Anyway Hi all, I'm Nolan, Model and Freelance Photographer so if anyone wants a shoot of literally anything, I can either be your model or take your photos you choose. Is anyone here just ready to get past Christmas and start the new year already? Or is it just me?
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I don't know much about the accessibility features. Can you tell me a little bit more about them?
Oh hi, Lissa! My name is Marley, and most people call me Marley. Though people close to me call me Marls, which is always also an option! Are you mostly a blind nerd, or a mostly a blind nerd? Meaning, mostly blind or mostly a nerd? Sorry, I am a curious cat. I can't help myself. Hmm.. good question. I'm pretty basic - I like plain cheese pizza. Is that crazy?
I keep getting badgered about needing to get back on here, so I guess I might as well. The accessibility features seem decent, at least.
Name's Clarissa D'Angelo, most call me Lissa. I'm technically a doctor of occupational therapy and an Olympic gold medalist but I'm mostly just a blind nerd who lives life on the internet. If you're into watching strangers do shit on the internet, I'm Pasta4Arrows just about everywhere, otherwise... what's your favourite food and can you come up with a more offending pizza topping than pineapple? Which, for the record, definitely isn't as offending as people think.
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I hope you got a lot of offers to break some of your pottery, and I hope you had fun! If you didn't get any offers, I will gladly join you.
Anybody want to help me break some pottery, rage room style? I want to reclaim, since I didn't get around to glazing it but there's too much to do it on my own. Can't imagine I'm the only who feels like breaking shit.
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That's awful... I'm so sorry. I really hope people start to be more respectful of you and Oreo. Though I have to admit I just giggled at the idea of a barista being randomly pet.
Hi, Madison! I'm Marley. I'm the songwriting professor at PSU! I'm also a singer. I feel like I've got to plug myself wherever I go, whoopsie.
Y'know considering this is supposed to be an institute for higher learning or whatever, you'd think I wouldn't have to constantly tell people not to pet my service dog, especially considering he's literally wearing a vest that says "do not pet"??? Like imagine if I just started petting my barista at The Bean when she's making my caramel latte, everyone would think I was (a) insane or (b) really rude. Yes, he is the world's goodest boy, he is a sweet angel and the most handsome man, but when the vest is on, Oreo is At Work.
Anyway rant over, it's very on brand of me to forget this site existed for well over a year, but hi, I'm Madison, I like to paint and take photos so much that I decided to turn it into a degree, what does everyone else teach/study? Also my short term memory is crap so if you've had to introduce yourself to me more than once sorry about that, I swear I'm trying
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Oh no! Why don't you have a good experience with social media? Honestly, now in 2024.. I feel like a lot of people might feel the same, so at least you're not alone!
Oh, I love Christmas! My whole apartment is now completely Christmas-ified. I love decorating for the holidays, oh my gosh. Is Poppy a dog or a cat? I would love to see a picture!
Ngl I've been putting off getting on here because I don't have the best experience with social media historically, but there's also no better way to network in 2024 than somewhere like this, so... teaching has been a little odd for me, I'm not sure I'm the guy who should be guiding people towards their careers in acting, but plenty of people show up to my classes still, guess I'm doing something right.
I'm just ready for Christmas at this point, the tree is up, Poppy is in her little Christmas sweater most of the time looking adorable, and it's now socially acceptable to drink egg nog. Anyone else ready to drape themselves in tinsel and call it a year?

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MARLEY ROSE
☆ FULL NAME: Marley June Rose ☆ GENDER: Ciswoman ☆ PRONOUNS: She/Her ☆ AGE: 34 (April 13th, 1990) ☆ TYPE: Full sibling; twin ☆ HOMETOWN: Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania ☆ JOB: Songwriting Professor at PSU; Indie Music Artist ☆ SCHOOL: PSU Alumni ☆ SEXUALITY: Demipansexual ☆ FACECLAIM: Melissa Benoist
ABOUT MARLEY
Marley Rose felt like life was never the same after her dad walked out the door when she was ten years old. It taught her that most things in life were temporary. She took the loss hard, though she never considered herself a daddy’s girl. In fact, she felt much closer to her mother. Perhaps it was that: she saw the way his absence broke her mother’s heart. Marley didn’t understand much about the heartbreak that her mom was experiencing, but still, she wanted to do something to make her mom feel better. She would hide away in her room, grabbing a journal and a pen and would start writing. Whenever she had been sad, she liked to listen to music. Perhaps if she wrote her mom a song, she would start to feel better too. She would go to her mom, presenting the lyrics – she would have her mom hold the paper while Marley stood there, singing her heart out. At the time, the lyrics weren’t great, but Millie Rose appreciated them like it was the best song she’d ever heard. “You’re going to win a Grammy one day for these songs, Marley,” Millie would tell her, with so much conviction in her voice. Marley believed her.
It was easy, the way Marley fell in love with music. She heard it everywhere that she was. In the way her steps sounded against the tile of her kitchen, the wood of their porch. The way it sounded when her mom was in the kitchen, or preparing for an interview. The hustle and bustle of the school hallways - she heard music in all of it. It didn’t take long for Marley to beg Millie to put her in any type of lessons that she could: voice lessons, guitar lessons and piano lessons. Soon enough, Marley’s schedule had become completely taken over by anything and everything music. To Marley, it felt like she was put on the earth to make any type of music at all. She felt more like herself when she was singing, writing songs or playing an instrument. As much as she wanted to share this with the world, she couldn’t seem to get people to pay attention at first. It seemed as if she faded into the background and most people didn’t notice her until they were bumping her shoulder. They’d say sorry, of course, but they wouldn’t even look at her. She was lonely at times, but at least she had her music.
Marley knew that she was lucky. Her mother had money, which meant she was able to try as many things as she possibly wanted to. She had every opportunity given to her, and she took it every chance she got. While the spotlight scared her (mostly because she was used to people ignoring her), there were times where her mother would ask her to perform for her friends (which was a lot of people), and she did. Marley was never sure if they were clapping because they loved Millie, or because they truly thought Marley had a gift. In high school, she was able to join their Glee Club – these people were interested in her songs, her opinions and even more so, they agreed that Marley had a gift. She finally felt like she fit in somewhere. These people understood her: music really was everything.
After high school, Marley traveled to Los Angeles. She knew that if she wanted to make a career with her music, that Los Angeles was the best place to be. There was also Pacific State University, a place for people just like her. Kids and family of those who were famous, just trying to make her own way. She figured it was the best place for her to be. Once again, she embraced the Glee Club there, and had the best time in college. Around this time, she finally started sending EP’s to different record companies, doing shows anywhere that would let her play. She started to have a small following, and decided to release her music independently. There weren’t a lot of fans, of course, but enough to keep her going. Every show she did, there was a familiar face in the crowd. Every once in a while, there was a person who would talk to Marley about how much her music meant to them. And that’s what she was doing it for: to connect to people.
FAMILY BACKGROUND
tba (family background under co.)
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