Some are cheerful, some gloomy, serious or naive, but 'm naturally guilty. No matter what I do or don't do, it always seems like I am to blame.

Then there are people who are rude, inconsiderate and insensitive. It seems only fair that I should apologise on their behalf.

Enter your accusation:



you failed in our relationship too many times
171.910:
I regret those deeds and would like to apologise.
why am i always the therapist when i'm the one that needs therapy?
171.909:
I truly regret the suffering caused by my actions.
You didn't help us,save us! you left us how could you!
171.908:
I HAVE learned from that. And I'm sorry.
You didn't help us,save us! you left us how could you!
171.907:
My heart bleeds with regret.
dr frank h kirk what was in the drugged ice tea and why didn't you abuse his family
171.906:
Ouch! Sorry.
what happened here why are people talking about ice tea im confused
171.905:
I'm sorry, a thousand fold.
ht
171.904:
Please forgive me.
you are being very mean
171.903:
I regret that so very much...
''dr frank h kirk what was in the drugged ice tea and why did you abuse his family''
171.902:
That I could have SUCH a deed on my conscience. Please excuse me.
''dr frank h kirk what was in the drugged ice tea and why did you abuse his family''
171.901:
Oh yes? Well in that case: please forgive me.
    old regrets

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I don't know... I don't know what this is, but it's interesting. What is the point of this website?! It's so... compelling! I always come back to check but why...Falling Over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over re: friends Sometimes you can't help but insult other people's parents. My best friend is dead. But I still love her. If you like that someone is alive, you might tell them. Makes me feel good to know someone likes that I'm alive.