Yea so as i was saying yesterday, We get to the mote and eGuy orders a room with 2 double beds for 4 hours, and so we get to the room and V & eGuy start fooling around and shit, D is pissed off because i don't wanna do anything with him, and he would try for like 5 minutes, and then stop, and they start again, and i was just like, laying in bed hearing the other two have sex and having this loser fucking grabbing me everywhere, and i start getting angrier and angrier, so finally i lose it and i start yelling at this guy, totally putting him down, telling him he's a worthless loser, a wannabe asshole, i was basically taking all this bottled up anger that i had towards men, that i didn't even realize that i had, i was taking it all out on him. It was like i was telling off every guy that never cared about me, that just wanted to get laid, the assholes that hurt my friends, even the guys on tv that treat girls like they're useless and only good for one thing... And it felt really good. I mean i've never actually faced the anger i have against guys, and it just keeps building up, and so i've noticed myself just becoming more and more of a bitch with every new guy i meet. And,... maybe they don't really deserve it. Except D. He really fucking does. He really needs someone to put him in his fucking place. He told me i thought i was in the 1960s, he called me a beyoncé wannabe, he said i was depressive,... that fucking motherfucker if i ever see him again i swear to god he's gonna cry... fuckin loser...