Time doesn't exist. I tell myself that when I wonder if there's still time to get to know ___ or have fate be extra nice with sugar on top to us. Time is, after all, a figment of our imagination. Well not exactly. Time is relative. Time is like a dream. What seems like an interlude now could be the beginning of love.
LOL That's Morrissey and Nancy Sinatra, sry.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q_2Xptbc8i8
Then again, what is f8? f8 is this crazy thing that is probably less possible than time. I spend so much hoping everyone's f8 is gr8. i want some gr8 f8 2, plzz!! lolzz rotfl!!
Love, Laura (who really wants a boyfriend)
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