How could everything go so wrong in one second? I need Andy Cohen – NOW!
I can’t talk. I can’t breath. I can’t think. I can’t anything. I don’t want to relive what happened, I don’t want to go through it all again. When ever I remember his eyes on me, I want to throw up. I want to run to the toilet and have diarrhea. How did this happen? Continue reading THE WORST NIGHT EVER! ALSO, AREN’T WE ALL A LITTLE MARIE ANTOINETTE?