so like three days ago me (19F) and my roommate sabrina (also 20F) were watching the animated aladdin movie. everything was fine we were having a genuine good time. until the part comes up where Jasmine kisses Jafar to distract him or whatever.

i made an comment saying that I’d be PISSED if I was Aladdin and Sabrina scoffs and goes “why would he be mad? she literally saved the kingdom.”

so then I responded that sure, i get that, but he’s still allowed to have feelings? like imagine your girlfriend makes out with the old classist guy who’s actively trying to kill you. that’s… a lot babes. even if it’s “for the greater good” that shit still stings.

sabrina rolled her eyes and then goes like “u don’t get it, that’s literally the point, she had no choice. aladdin being mad would just be a sign of his male fragility”

i laughed (not rudely btw just bc i was genuinely surprised) and told her “oks but how would YOU feel if u saw ur bf making out with claudia sheinbaum or whatever? would u be just be like yeah thanks babe get her throat”

AND THIS BITCH SNAPS. she straight up YELLS “u have LITERALLY no media literacy. ur a fucking moron.”

at this point I’m like okay??? we’re fighting??? over aladdin???

i told her that she’s being a drama queen and she says, “im not going to entertain your dumb bitch takes” and STANDS UP like we’re about to throw hands over disney. i stand up too because hello?? fight or flight?? and then it just spirals.

suddenly we were both screaming. she’s called me a slut (???) and i’m calling her a faux feminist colonizer (she did use the term “male fragility” in reference to a street rat with trauma like hello????). she stormed off into MY room, locked the door and starts SCREAMING through it saying i’m toxic and a fake friend and that i“perpetuate misogyny with every word i speak.” like GIRL WHAT??

so I was banging on the door screaming at her to GET OUT OF MY ROOM BEFORE I CALL HER MOM because yes, I’ve met her mom and yes, i am petty. then i heared my window open.

this crazy this psycho crazy bitch threw my rare beauty makeup palettes OUT THE WINDOW.

i didn’t realize what she threw at first but then i looked out the other window from the living room and saw my nearly untouched limited edition highlighter slapped into the payvement and my little makeup organizer exploded on the sidewalk like a cosmetic war crime.

I LOST IT. i was called her every name I could think of. i told her she was clinically unwell and that if her definition of “media literacy” involves verbally assaulting people over a kids movie she might need a break from the criterion channel and therapy. she opened the door and has the nerve to say that maybe if i weren’t such an ugly slut then i wouldn’t care so much about makeup.

i packed a bag and left that NIGHT. I’m staying at my friend’s place and already looking at new apartments. but now she’s texting me saying i’m overreacting and that it was a “silly fight” and that i’m “ruining our friendship over a stupid movie.”

maybe i am overreacting. but like SHE THREW MY MAKEUP OUT A WINDOW AND CALLED ME A SLUT OVER A DISNEY MOVIE.