At least, it sounded like a good idea at the time. I mean what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, right?
Not so much.
Not when I make rash decisions and the whole world is there to catch my stupidity on camera. But this time...
This time, I took someone down with me and she didn’t deserve any of the sh*t being thrown her way.
The band is pissed I screwed up again.
She's being unfairly hounded by the paparazzi.
I regret everything that's happened.
What happens in Vegas doesn't always stay there.
But the bad press isn’t my fault. Things have to go right at some point.