I feel like the biggest sl*t and it's my own fault...
It's 10 a.m. I only slept for 3 hours and feel like trash. I know that I am only 20 and need to make the most out of my young years and I also know that I kind of asked for it, but I still feel like a used b1tch now.
I went to a party and holy hell... I know that I looked good.
My long skinny legs in a skirt with my naturally wavy/curly hair and smokey eyes look made the men go crazy. I did own the dance floor with my friend, I got compliments for my dancing aswell but being constantly shoved into the middle with random men touching me made me feel like a public use doll.
The party photograher took so many photos of me until he suddenly put his arms around my waist and started to press his d into my a*s and grind into me.
Every time we went to the outside area, we got flirted with and asked out aswell. But the worst was my friend talking to weird guys because they had the VIP access to the lounge. Like the brat I am, I laughed at him and declined the offer but she dragged me along... they wanted to "buy us drinks" and I asked for a diet coke.
The guy I mocked revenged me by giving me a whiskey coke?! They tried to get us really drunk to sleep with us. He was constantly whispering in my ear that he wants to put his hand under my skirt too..
BUT WAIT! THE WORST IS YET TO COME!
Because I am a crazy exhibitionistic and no sense for danger having freak I walked the super long way through the most suspicious looking streers dancing like a ballerina. I wanted to get dragged into a car. Approached. More than that. Touched. It's all I fantasize about online, no ?
Well, then it happened. 3 guys within 5 minutes. One older man, completely cold, he definetly just wanted to use me quickly. I managed to run away before he could get to me though. A guy a little older than me wanting to get me into his hotel room. He said that I was the "perfect petite girl for his massive d*ck" and a 28 year old muscular dude that actually pulled my arm and tried to get me into his car. I was terrified. All of this is so different irl when it's dark and nobody is there to save you. I thought I was gonna get stabbed!!!
It's my own fault. I deliberately brought myself into these circumstances. I wasn't drunk, I wasn't high, I was just h0rny and didn't let anyone hit. Whenever a man tried to dance with me, I ignored them. I just get too flustered! I just go crazy on my friend instead xD
I won't tell anyone about ANY of this. This is so pathetic. And I want to become a lawyer one day, ha-ha-ha.
But fuck, why do I also feel euphoric about everything that happened...
Maybe I just need more sleep T-T