Dear Diary...

Oh my god, I found out today that Stacy stole my fuckin' boyfriend! Fuckin' bitch, I'm never fucking speaking to her again! She can get fucked, yous can all get fucked! None of you care about me! None of yous know what it's like! None of yous know what it's like to feel like me on the inside! None of yous understand! Not even my parents understand! No one understands! (Dear diary) Today I learned, what it means to die I'm smiling on the outside, but inside I cry Life as a teen, is really tough 'Specially when you've got an itchy muff I've never had sex, so it's not an STD It's just this irritation, started on my knee I was walking to class, when I felt the first itch So I stopped by the fire exit to have a good itch Little did I know, that Tim McCray, the hottest guy in 11th grade Was watching me, from the old science labs And now he's told everyone that I've got crabs! (Ooh) (Not true!) (Bitch!) (Ah) (Yeah) (Just feel it) All day long, all I think about is boys It's kinda, what happened when I gave up my toys I'm 14 now, and I know that I'm ready To get to first base, with Bevin Spaghetti He is the hottest guy in my class (He ate out this chick Addie's ass!) I wonder if he's any, good at, swimming Or more importantly, if he's into rimming All I wanna do is get fully laid Mom does it too, and she gets paid But maybe I'm confused, amongst other stuff 'Cuz I still dream about my best friends muff (that's me)