Deletion!

The lights on my balcony, or lack thereof, is strangely placed and loosely hung. I really need to find myself an effin handyman to take care of all the loose ends of my place. Being a girl, on her own, has it's share of cons- and not being able to open up a can of jalapenos just proves how feminine (prissy) I really am. Note to self- call someone from Southwest Industrials. Perhaps, the only person who'll understand why is my ex-coworker, Morgan. aaand she doesn't even read this shit. But in any case, LADIES- if you ever need anything done around the house- those boys are the ones to call. You can thank me later :)

On another note... I just thought of this. "B" put it in the best way..."all her digital fuck you's with all those deletions and shit...that's disrespect" I hope my deactivation of my facebook doesn't hit anyone personally. I mean, there's certain things I like to keep private. And well, facebook is just a forum to open up a can of drama. And right now, I don't have time for that. I've been doing a good job at refocusing and re-grounding myself. Saying, err typing, things on facebook, email, texts, any medium other than verbal communication, can easily be misconstrued and taken out of context. I'm tired of having to explain myself every time I don't respond to a comment, post, text right away or if I write something without an "!" at the end. How does a "." after every sentence indicate I'm mad? Or short with you? I don't effin know...and I don't effin care. People are different, they take things differently. Prime example- they can't hear the tone in your voice and assume to know what you're saying. If they read something literally...where if they heard it they would pick up on the sarcasm...they don't even take into consideration that, that comment might be a joke. Conversely, they assume that you're mad at them or putting them down in some way. I'm guilty of that, I'm not gonna lie. There'll be times where I'll be obsessing over a text wondering..."wait, what does she mean by that?!" I make up all these scenarios and explanations in my head..and next thing you know I'm all insecure and mixed up for nothing. So again, my deactivation has nothing to do with anyone...personally. It's a collective annoyance I've had that's just been building up. If you're important to me, you'll know what's going on in my life. You'll know how to get a hold of me. I didn't do a "digital ef you" to anyone individually. I can never defriend someone...even though I don't really talk to them anymore. I feel horrible if there's still an ounce of connection there somewhere, whether it be that we met once at an event or I knew you when I was 10 and never talked to you again...as long as there's something there, I won't delete you. Aaaand maybe, that's a bad thing...

So peace-out facebook! I know the probability of me coming back is very high, but right now...you's gots to go!!!!