Apologies

You have a stick up your ass, but you were still pleasant to speak with when you weren’t hassling me. I wish you answered my questions about your family and your childhood. You REALLY don’t like your parents. You said you would answer my questions, but you were dodgy, and, of course, you never did. I’m still going to look at your socials, because I have no shame about being interested in my friends. I wonder if you pretend not to care about things because you hate being vulnerable? You tol...
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I hereby offer my humble apologies.

This page is too cute

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If only I'd have known. It would never have happened.

You stealed my girlfriend's vajayjay!

177.231:
That wasn't very considerate of me. I'm sorry.

Darlin' how about we share some sugartime kisses down by the dumpster?

177.230:
Sorry, sorry, sorry.

You ate my hamster that my parent's told me died while falling, spit him out! Stomach acid doesn't digest hair, right?

177.229:
How annoying. I'm very sorry.

My panties, is for me! Not tiny hamster friend's bed-making! You must control, or I sue!

177.228:
Pardon me. That was really wrong.

It sucks because after seeing your followings I feel like a whore leeching off someone’s husband. I feel like a nobody which is what I am. And I am not sleeping well these days I mostly sleep by 5-7 AM because I can’t fall asleep but when I try to fall asleep it will end up getting into nightmares, like us talking again but negatively, seeing you together with your beautiful exes, and the 19th night when we ended it.

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My apologies. I didn't know what I was doing.

I haven’t been consuming food satisfactorily these days I just feel like stuffing my stomach, stress eating. But I like to throw them up to the toilet and I’ve been drinking alcohol these days for this reason. I thought alcohol was just here to forget my problems at home, I never knew it could ease pain for this kind of heartbreak. I just wanna forget all the bitterness that came from your paragraph on the 19th night before we split up.I haven’t been consuming food satisfactorily these day...
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Please excuse me. It will never happen again.

I wish I could. If there's a dream of us being together and being happy, I would like to relive it again and not wake up. There's no point in waking up to reality when bitterness waits for me and I will rot inside. If this messages resonates on you, you know who I am. You, your ghost, and January 2026 will haunt me forever.

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Sorry. That was never my intention.

I never had bad intentions towards you. But the fact that you told me that my whole state of mind is all on you still crawls on my skin. It will haunt me forever. Those words will always whisper in my ears when I’m all alone, good news is I’m always alone because I’ve avoided everyone these days. I don’t feel like socializing anymore.

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Yes, I AM sorry! Alright?