Caitlin reminds me of a little girl, which I know you probably don’t want to hear because who wants to hear that? But it does. Like, I imagine a Caitlin in a frilly princess dress demanding candy of her father and having honey blonde curls with little pink bows.
#i’m sorry#i don’t know why#but she’s a pretty princess in my brain#being a princess is okay#right?
I am like 1000000% okay with being a princess!! I mean, I work at Disney. I spend most of my off days in a tiara. I also look like I’m ten.
(although I do try to be the nonspoiled variety of princess.)
(also I’ve hated my name since I knew what it was, so don’t feel bad. I’ve tried going by various nicknames- lately I’ve been considering Elizabeth, which is my middle name- but NOTHING SEEMS TO STICK.)
The Metaphor Girl 