Dear Diary...

Oh my god, [?] her fuckin boyfriend. Fuckin' bitch, I'm never fucking speaking to her again
She can get fucked, I hope we all get fucked, none of you care about me
None of you know what it's like to be like me on the inside!
None of you understand! Not even my parents understand! No-one understands!

(Dear diary)
Today I learned, what it means to die
Smiling on the outside but inside I cry
Life as a teen, is really tough
Especially when you've got, an itchy muff

I've never had sex so it's not an STD
[?] irritation, started on my knee
I was walking to class when I felt the first itch
[?] had a good itch

Little did I know, [?], the hottest guy in 11th grade
Was watching me, from the old science fair
Now he's telling everyone that I've got crabs

(Bitch)

All day long, all I think about is boys
It's kinda what happened, when I gave up all my toys
I'm 14 now and I know that I'm ready, to get to first base
With [?]
He is the hottest guy in my class
[?]
I wonder - if he's any - good at -- swimming
Or more importantly, if he's into rimming

All I wanna do is get fully made
Mom does it too, and she gets paid
But maybe I could [?], among other stuff
'Cuz I still dream about my best friends muff (that's me)