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I, am a silly silly person; by which I mean horribly careless and insensitive.
So to clear things up:
If I don't call you for months at a time, and show up only sporadically at your parties, and never message you on facebook, or email you, or invite you to go places with me or hang out, it's not because I don't want to. (although it may be because I hate the way I sound on the phone)
It's not because I don't think about you, or miss you, or wish you were around. Because I do.
I consider myself open enough about most things, so hopefully you know me well enough to realize that I tend to get wrapped in things, and yes, I may have a slight habit of overbusifying myself.
But I still consider you a friend.
I still care about you and hope you're well.
And no matter how much I've been a complete jerk unthoughtful or stupid in the past, I would never want you to feel uncertain about where we stand, or hurt.
Silly Carla, what am I going to do with you?
(and this applies to the lot of you as well!)