I’m sitting in my math class wanting to die of boredom. Probability? Why? I’m an ENGLISH MAJOR not a POINTLESS MATH MAJOR. Why must I be put through such mindless busy work? And what’s worse, why am I expected to pay for it?!

Love,
Caroline

CeCe: There's nothing less sexy than a dude asking if he can kiss you.
Schmidt: Nothing? I mean, what if I ate my own hair and pooped out a wig? What if I called my mom after sex and described it to her? What if I had a croissant blog?

I have to work in the morning.
Then I have to go to school.
Then I have to go back to work.
PLEASE SAVE ME.

Love, your personal massage therapist,
Caroline

Thank you to all those who still follow this ridiculous blog. You make me smile :)

@AzizAnsari:

I have perfect nails! Do you love me even more, now?

I haven’t lost faith, you little chocolate bear. I love you.

Sincerely, the sexiest woman this side of the Mississippi,
Caroline

P.S. JK I’m not sexy. I’m cute. Sort of. Every fourth day.

I’m running out of ideas. LET’S DATE AND MAKE A HUMAN ICE CREAM SANDWICH.

Who loves ya baby?
Me.

lepetitmermaid:

“I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best. “
–Frida Kahlo

@AzizAnsari, please can we date? <3

More than anything in the world, I wish you and your homie Kanye would make a movie together. Nothing would bring me more joy.

You’re beautiful,
Caroline

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