Guys, just a word of advice right here but regardless of your conscious state of mind I advise you not to tell girls that they are a fucking fat pig and lion.
I don't know how to deal with this other than not dealing with it. But I've learned from past mistakes that, that very thing of ignoring will possibly kill me.
So here it is.
That moment when you full forcefully pushed a pillow in my face after insulting me, re-plays in my head about 1000 times an hour. How I could have done more or said more than just saying
Maybe I shouldn't have even tried to figure this shit out.
After 10 mins past I confront my friend whom was a guy and technically a host in this event. He tells me "Its not a big deal.. They're just drunk". Right.
Then you ask me to do a favor.. So I accept. It was to go to one of you're fraternity brothers and give him a beer (tbs: Smirnoff ice) and tell them they've been "Iced". I ask you why you asked me to do this when there's 4 other girls in our group. You're response "Because it will be funny if you do it". So I don't think much of it but as the night progressed I did think more of it. In my head I thought, "what is different between me and the other 4 girls?".
Because of you and the other guy, guess who will have to deal with me being all fucked up? My soul mate. and you know what? I probably