What does karma mean to you?

Karma? Karma doesn’t mean anything to Kendall Casablancas, and she will tell you why, okay? Karma doesn’t mean anything to her because when she moved into this ginormous fricken mansion, she spent like ten thousand dollars of her new husband’s money to get some feng shui expert in there to make sure that every last god damned strand of carpet was facing the right way to attain the right cosmic balance or whatever. She spent another couple grand getting her aura read by the same guy who did Madonna back in the day, and she will tell you, she has a great fucking aura.

So if you’re going to start talking about karma, you can move right the hell along, because Kendall? Really doesn’t want to hear it.

Besides, it wasn’t karma that turned around and bit her in the ass--no, that was Cassidy--wow, you know, she? Would’ve been satisfied with the trust fund. The kid? Needed daddy’s love too. Of course, daddy abandoned them all, and was who the hell knew where, and the kid still had his trust fund.

And don’t even start with, “oh, well, if Kendall hadn’t fucked Logan Echolls in the first place,” because it’s not her fault that the kid’s dad didn’t love him enough or something, and if Big Dick didn’t love his kids, then he obviously didn’t love her enough, either.

Obviously, it’s all his fault and karma’s totally ignoring him. Kendall’s just a victim of circumstance. Seriously. So karma totally doesn’t mean anything to Kendall Casablancas. It’s pretty much a dirty word.

Muse: Kendall Casablancas
Fandom: Veronica Mars
Word Count: 269