Who's ever felt like they're useless, simply a place-holder, or sometimes even valueless? I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one. I've been a good girl at home all my life... But school was different. I was feared, I was known as a bully, a life-threatening bitch. But another thing I was known for was how I've suffered from numerous cases of unrequited "love". Would love change who I am as a person? Read on and learn my story, a tale of my aspirations, hopes, dreams, misadventures, and many trying ordeals. I'm just a girl, but my life is far from ordinary. I can't promise a happy ending, but then again, who could?