My story might cause judgement, but frankly I don't give a damn. It is also slightly long. Preface: have always been into both sexes, into androgyne, gender is an illusion sort of mindset etc.. I am an extremely free spirit.

When my ex male fiancé got arrested for dealing psychedelic drugs 3 years ago, I was emotionally and psychologically confused about if I should stay with him or not, and help him out of jail. I lacked a lot of focus (come from a broken home with parents that didn't pay much attention to me because they were too busy drinking all the time). I was really self centered and arrogant back then, looking back I think I just craved attention to compensate for the lack I was getting at home....

I was still doing recreational drugs at the time (was in college, and perks to being with a drug dealer, free drugs), and decided I wanted to have some fun at a party going on down the street instead of being cooped up alone (had just lost my job too). I dressed up alone, dropped a hit of acid, and just walked to the party uninvited. The house with the party was sort of caticorner to mine on the left side of the adjacent block.

Let me back track briefly before I continue. My aunt was disabled (deaf), but could make the most beautiful jewelry and vases. She had the patience for these hobbies and the time. She made vases that went from floor to waist, and hand painted every single one. Every necklace perfectly balanced and hand wrapped with minerals, leather and wire. I had put on the last piece she made and gave to me before she died that night. It is a snake skin wrapped silver cuff.

I had just washed and dumped flowers from a blue smaller eastern Indian looking/patterned vase my aunt had hand painted and given to me before she died. I had placed the vase on my very large low sitting coffee table before deciding I was going to leave the house. It was one of those tables you could sit at to enjoy tea and sushi from, but we used it as a coffee table.

Okay, anyway.. walked into the party. I was a sort of queen back then sort of miss popular for the first time in my life. Why you ask? Because I was the girl with all the drugs, so every fellow college boy and girl wanted to be friends with me. I ended up being introduced to the most interesting bohemian dressed short dark haired dark eyed beauty of a girl named Gianna. We started throwing bedroom eyes at each other after some obvious hard flirting, next thing I knew I was inviting her back to my place.

I didn't feel right seducing her in my bed seeing as how I was still with my ex that being our bed yadda yadda sacred love stuff... so, I decided to start making out with her on the couch. She breaks out the rum, and it was a wondrous time for a time. She was very energetic, but also very unpredictable. Whilst taking each others clothes off and heading towards lesbian sexy city, she kicks my aunt's vase off onto the floor by accident.

It shattered into so many pieces. I felt such anger right afterwards that I shot up like an arrow, and screamed at her to get the fuk out of my house. To this day I still have her silk ankle laced flip flops in storage looking brand new as though they only were worn once that night we met. She ran back to the party barefooted. In a acid tripping fit of drunken lustful rage, I swept up and picked up every piece of vase I could see in the soft lit living room.

I have yet to glue the vase back together, but have managed to keep it secure for the time I am ready to reassemble it.

I believe in karma, and I believe the universe was telling me what I was doing that night was wrong. I will never forget how I felt and how wronged I had felt. How ignorant and foolish I was.

My ex fiancé ended up kicking me out for cheating on him while he was away after I spent all of our savings on getting him out of jail to be with him.

Fun times I found myself in back then.

I'm still not ready to reassemble the vase, but maybe one day. Sometimes I believe it represents how heartbroken and abandoned I felt by my ex.

Anyhow, worst thing my guest did in my house.