"She's left handed; she has piles of artwork that is unique in every way; her hair goes from a brown to a blonde and fascinates me; her eyes are the most prettiest eyes I've ever seen; and she's so passionate about nature that she just gets lost in her own private world whenever we go near a wood. Then there's me; a delinquent and a failure. Why would she ever like me?" "He's in a whole new world whenever he picks up a guitar; his hair falls beautifully without him even trying; his eyes go from blue to green, which flicks of turquoise here and there; he has tons of girls lining up to get a taste of his lips; and then there's me; an inexperienced, boring, failure of a girl. Why would he ever like me?"All Rights Reserved