This is the diary of a young woman, age 21, who doesn't have super powers, or owns a gun, who doesn't have a criminal record, who's never joined a gang, and who doesn't live with her parents.
This is the diary of a self confessed compulsive liar and someone who's afraid to fly and go to hospitals and afraid to try new things.
This is the diary of someone trying to live. Someone who wants to have something come out of her life other than a gravestone that says "Beloved Wife and Mother" or some such drivel.
This is the diary of a cynic and an optimist. A Romantic and a Nymphomaniac, a person who desperately wants to be Someone, and not just Somebody.
Happy Reading.