My broken camera makes me very sad girl.

Cause I’ve never seen in mirror the same one before. My eyes… There is something wrong with it. My mouth… Guess I won’t stop smilin’ any-when. I’m really shining.

But it all pale before the fact that I see my thoughts from the mirror. I’m not kiddin’, really. Like this funny little clouds with short phrases in children’s books over ur head.

Hey, is there anyone who can explain me what all this hell means?

But wait, let me guess at this myself. Either it’s pure happiness, or… call funny farm!