Hello, I'm Carrie's inner thoughts. This is what she's currently thinking, but isn't mean enough to admit or say. So I've manipulated her fingers to put those ugly thoughts here. Hey, they might be about you! "Ask me nicely and maybe I'll explain." "I changed my mind. Whatever I said, I take it back. My answer is no. Not now, and maybe not ever. I'm sorry, but you need to respect my decision. I can't put up with your sorry excuses any more." "I haven't called because I've been waiting for the phone to ring and I can't believe it's taken you this long to notice." "Stop bitching. It's useless." "Can't you be charming again? Pretend we're meeting for the very first time and be who you were that day, every day." "Maybe I would have been better off if I had never met you. And likewise." "I am not your booty call, so either tell me that you care or back the blick away." "Oh, no, don't worry, I didn't have anything I wanted to talk about. I want to hear more about your problems." "Don't worry, mom will do it." "No, I completely understand. You are an amazing, caring, charitable, and wonderful person and she's just messing things up for you. You're right, one day he'll realize how irreplacable you are and come crawling back. He'd be an idiot not to." "Listen, I love you, but you've got issues. You're selfish and fickle, you always crave attention, you do things that will make you look good, and I wouldn't have been surprised if the test came out positive. You need a reality check." "Rub it in our faces one more time. I don't think we've gotten the point yet. How much was it, again?" -Carrie's Inner Thoughts