// By the power vested in me…//

I know pronounce you deleted and blocked. You may now kiss my ass. 

There is something so freeing in deleting someone who’s douched you in life off of every social network possible… even foursquare. Sometimes the phone deletion just isnt enough. It just doesnt seem as final until you take it to the book- facebook. Immature I know but in this day and age perfectly respectable. It’s my general feeling that when I delete your number and our text conversation Im pretty much deleting you from my life. When I delete you from facebook, you never existed. 

That being said, I did that today and it felt GOOD. At some point being the bigger person is just overrated. There’s only so much a person can take, right? It’s crazy how two people at one period can be in eachothers lives, whether it be friendship or relationship and then a turn of events makes one person or both never want to even hear the other’s name in passing. We’ve all been there. We all have that ex-friend, lover, boyfriend or girlfriend that even the mention of their name makes your stomach turn. Friends can try and sugar coat it, throw in a glossy cliche like he/she didnt deserve you, whats meant to be will be, you’re so much better than them… pause for vomit. At the end of the day you have to do whats best for you. If that means faking it til you make it a bit then fine. But eventually you’ll really be over it and in turn be ready for the DELETE. 

It’s a beautiful thing.