The past four hours? Me and the three besties skateboarding barefoot down any hill we could find. In the rain. My shirt? Totally soaked and see-through. The guys--Trey and Adrian? Comment on our--me and Ericka's--bodies every five minutes. Our toes? Cold and damn sexy. My sillyband? Glows in the dark. :) All-nighter? You know it! With the three losers I call my friends. Tomorrow's outfit? Who says I'll wear one?? I'm in a good mood.

The other night, one of my best guy friends--Trey--looks at me and says: How do you do it? It's like you're not afraid of death at all. You're three years younger than I am. I'm supposed to be the one telling you that there's nothing to be scared of. I just don't get it. At the time, the only response I could think of that was good enough to tell him was: Grow up like I did, and nothing scares you anymore. That's not the entire truth, however it does play a big part. Falling asleep later that night, I gave this a lot of thought. My real answer is this: Age has nothing to do with it. It's all about your mentality. As far as mine goes--maybe it has something to do with my father, and maybe it doesn't. All I know is that I've spent years trying to build it, make it indestructible. I see it like this--God sent us to Earth for a reason. He wants us to learn all the hidden messages in life. But we're not perfect. None of us can find them all, so what's the point in even trying. For me, I just want to live. In the end, if I did okay, I'll go to Heaven. If not, I'll kick it with Satan. Hitler and Osama will be my bitches. As far as I'm concerned, we all die eventually. Whether it's sooner or later doesn't matter to me. I've done all that I need to do.

Today has been a good day. Cookout at the boyfriend's house. He just got back from vacation, and bought me a pretty ankle bracelet. Kiss goodbye in his driveway. Came home to the best friend. Painted toe nails and movie night. Gonna go for an all-nighter! For now, everything seems to be okay. However, nothing lasts forever, so I'm enjoying it now. Well, I'm gonna go make some salads. Might as well live it up while I still can! Peace out homies!!! I'll report back later. :D

I'm sitting in the bed with my number one best friend--Ericka. I'm bored and see my phone, so I decide to text her. It goes something like this: "I'll take ya to the candy shop. I'll let you lick the lollipop. Go 'head, girl. Don't you stop. Keep goin' till you hit the spot. WOAH!!! ;) Strictly homo." Her reply: You can lick my lollipop any day;) Yumm. Wow. Just wow. I love this place.

I had the saddest dream ever last night! See, there's this guy Brian that I know. He's like thirteen years older than me, but he's been there for me through everything. Well, in my dream, he had to move away, and everytime I went to say bye, he wasn't home, except for one time. There was tons of tears and hugging. Finally, Brian left, and I was left standing in his driveway all alone. I just want him to know that he means the world to me, and I hope he never leaves. He's like the older brother that I never had, but always wanted.

Just woke up from a nap to a loving family and a glass of lemonade. Suddenly my whole day just got a little brighter. I truly believe that it's the small things in life you have to appreciate. I have my ups and downs, bad nights and good days, but when it comes down to it, there are more people who love you than people who don't. So step back a minute and take a deep breath--or, you know, a sip of lemonade. Things aren't as bad as they seem. When the go and gets tough, bitch slap it across the face and refuse to be beaten. You're indestructable.

The message I just sent myself... Taylor, I am sending myself a message because I am extremely bored and I have nothing better to do. Lol. I think I'm going mental. Yep. Going, going, gone. Great. Now my parents have to stick me in an insane asylum. Well, we all knew I belonged there. Lol. Maybe Zak from Ghost Adventures will come ghost hunting there, and I can talk to him through an EVP!!! That would be AWESOME! Oh God, I am a weirdo. I'm gonna go so I can't depress myself any longer. Goodbye Taylor, helloooo mental state. :D --Taylor Shortt. P.S. I spelled my last name with two t's because I don't wanna be associated with that family. (:

If we were created in God's image, then he gave us our spirit, the courage to fight, the will to live, and the perserverence to survive. The human spirit is bold, curious, and adventurous. To be anything less is to deny ourselves. We should never surrender or quit, and I will burn in Hell before I bow down for any reason. You probably don't want to talk to me about God.

What do you want to hear from me?! That I feel something? That I'm angry and upset? I don't, and I'm not. Shut it down a long time ago--every sense of feeling--it's gone. I'm cold, and I'm numb.

My boyfriend's post on facebook: A picture of me that says, "I think it's funny how my girlfriend has more scars than I do." Lol. Soo true. I have cuts and bruises everywhere. It doesn't make him any less manly though. He's probably been in as many fights as I have.(: I still love him!