I have an empty head while writing this. Why am I doing this? My dear Magnolia, i like my shadow. It always seems better than me. It's me, but not me at all. Pretty funny, isn't it? Actually, my magnolia, I'm a little lonely. Aren't we all are? I'm a little sad because remembered the meaning behind my name. What about you? Is there something that you thought was nothing but when you think about it, it makes you sad? I supposedly have a brother. But he died at 2, a tragic short story. My family grieved after that. For years. He's loved, let me tell you that. And I was born. Ending all the grieved my parent had. They showering me loves so I don't sick. But with that, i feel guilty for having my parent's love. So I want to be a good sibling to my sister. I don't want to bother her, I love her so much. But I knew that my love will never be received. Because it's not the same love from my parent. But sister, our parent love you too. So much. I hope s...