You know smileys take turns to govern the several phases of our life, right? Like, there will be this phase when you will smile patiently and try and not act wild and butcher the world into tiny tiny pieces, then that one phase when you won't stop grinning because somebodies ass is on fire, then one where you will find yourself a hot neighbour and won't stop winking, one where you will tend to say things you think are funny and nobody else thinks the same and you will be left sticking your tongue out to avoid the awkward silence. And, then one day that adorable looking straightface clings itself to your life. Yes, I'm cat walking through that phase. :|
Somebody tell me if Karma really works. Is there a proof, a victim, anything at all? Because, if it doesn't work, trust me, I don't want to waste my life not doing a lot of evil to people only because I am so scared all the time that it will come back and y'know, bite my bum or burn my hair or eat away my weight.
Jeez, I spoke too much. Did I?
Moving in and out. It's 'that' time. I'd want you to know. Hand me an eraser to erase all those doodles I left behind, please?
*Looks into outer space as she completes those lines*
OHEEMGEE WAIT. Did you just call me an emo blogger? Hippo poop all over your face, yeah. *mutters*