Up until now, -except having to live alone as an orphan- everything has went on to my liking and almost all of my dreams has come true, keyword “almost”, since this last and most important dream of mine doesn’t seem to be coming true. No matter how hard I’d try, he doesn’t seem to return my feelings for him. It’s as if I’ll never be more than a good friend for him.

  He’s the reason for the teardrops on my guitar… But is he?  

Mary was just a normal girl with a normal life that her normal life started to change when she became a teenager. There were times when she wished she wasn't born or that she could live another life. She was the best in almost e