<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2012 19:25:29 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Joe Apology</title><description>JoeApology.com is a site where people can freely and anonymously post their apologies. Think of it as a confessional of sorts (without the religious ties, that is). Are you feeling sorry about something you did? Do you want to get something off your chest? Go on, tell me about it...and remember, it's completely anonymous. Just post your apology, no matter how big or small, and you'll feel so much better. I promise.
-Joe Apology</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3469</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-312748891333858109</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Jan 2010 18:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-22T15:50:22.080-04:00</atom:updated><title>I Regret Marrying Him</title><description>I'm sorry that you are marrying someone else instead of  me. I'm sorry that i got married to someone else. I regret marrying him.  You were right. I love you more than him. I made a big mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-312748891333858109?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2012/05/i-regret-marrying-him.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-7728664045664488483</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jan 2010 20:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-19T15:39:41.777-05:00</atom:updated><title>Whether You Ever Know it or Not</title><description>I'm sorry, you gave me an opening and I completely blew it... What I  should have said was "you're the most attractive man I've ever met, and hearing that I'm your type is the best compliment I've ever received"...instead of saying "I appreciate that". If the moment has passed, and it never comes again, that will be my one regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you ever know it or not, I'm crazy about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-7728664045664488483?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/whether-you-ever-know-it-or-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-6446196454972000280</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jan 2010 20:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-19T15:38:52.017-05:00</atom:updated><title>In Another 16 Years</title><description>I'm sorry that I can't stop loving you and I'm sorry you can't love me the same way back. To find each other again after 16 years was so amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now not being able to be with you because you are "real messed up right now" is so horribly painful- I'm going to cut off all contact with you because I don't want to pretend I'm ok just being friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that in another 16 years I will still love you but I will do my best to never speak to you again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-6446196454972000280?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/in-another-16-years.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-6044692822310806488</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jan 2010 20:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-19T15:38:07.034-05:00</atom:updated><title>Your Autobiography</title><description>I am sorry Dad that I didn't take the time to do your autobiography.  I know it was important to you.  At the time I thought I had my reasons, but they were petty and unworthy of the gifts of love you gave me all during my childhood.  If I could go back and respond differently to you with the hindsight of maturity I would.  I would brag less about my accomplishments and listen more to your wisdom.  I am so sorry.  If you can hear me I ask for forgiveness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-6044692822310806488?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/your-autobiography.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-1220393679398313948</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jan 2010 20:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-19T15:37:10.511-05:00</atom:updated><title>I Wasn't Good Enough to be Yours</title><description>I'm sorry I wasn't good enough to be yours. You were all I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I keep hurting myself by continuing to be your friend. But unfortunately, you need me .. and I need you and thats how it has to go. Even if it's only as bestfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry you feel like you have to lie to me because your embarrassed of some of the stupid things you do. I just want you to know that you don't have too. I'm always going to love you no matter what stupid things you decide to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry you hurt me, because I'm never going to forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm sorry I let myself fall for you, when you didn't want to catch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-TB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-1220393679398313948?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/i-wasnt-good-enough-to-be-yours.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-8036942724371060773</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jan 2010 20:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-19T15:36:26.680-05:00</atom:updated><title>Welcome to My World</title><description>Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for putting you through hell over the last few months, because even though you try not to show it, you were all deeply hurt by my actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am selfish - because I decided that my pain outweighed your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have always been there for me, particularly in the last few months of hospital, and you don't deserve to go through more shit, and to have to support me more than you already do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for what I have done, and sorry for what I will do.  I know, it's going to hurt you - two of you have already said that it would damage you psychologically forever... but that's just my world, welcome to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-8036942724371060773?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/welcome-to-my-world.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-4057717117042846304</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Jan 2010 20:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-19T15:35:39.441-05:00</atom:updated><title>One Day It'll All Be Worth It</title><description>Dear Me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for putting you through all of this...emotional abuse. I'm sorry for falling for the wrong guys, and end up breaking your heart. It's just that I fall too easily. I think they're so perfect, but then they turn out to be jerks. And then, do you remember? I found that guy, and he was the best one. But, I ruined your chances. And now, everytime you talk to him, your heart breaks jus ta little bit more. I'm sorry. But, one day, it'll all be worth it. Or at least, I'd like to think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yourself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-4057717117042846304?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/one-day-itll-all-be-worth-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-2121685062128727039</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Jan 2010 20:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-19T15:34:37.989-05:00</atom:updated><title>To the XBF</title><description>hey xbf&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry for not being the kind of girl you wanted me to be. im sorry that im not like her who can just go around having sex. i am sorry i refused to have sex with u...maybe u might not have left me if i had..but then im not the kind of girl who would do such a thing just to keep a guy from leaving..but then these days i keep thinking what if i had given into u and ur pleadings..what if we had made love before we both went to our separate countries? would u have not left me then? would u have been able to wait till we met again? would u have not succumbed to that those open legs that bitch was dangling infront of u? all i wanted was for my first time to be special like all girls do..all i wanted was for us to have it special when we met in july..i really was planning to give u my virginity when we met up again..i realy did think u were worth it...im sorry that ur little dickhead couldnt wait much longer..im sorry that u went running when u saw her in those skimpy clothes that she adorns just for u..im sorry that she is a disgrace to the rest of the women who wear the veil..im sorry for the fact that eventhough u think ure very cool by having sex with her and being fuck buddies with her even after u guys broke up..that u dont know that the whole country knows about what u guys are doing.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for not being there for u when u needed me..but then i did all i could do for u while being miles away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im sorry that i wasted all those tears on u..im sorry that i cried my eyes out for u.im sorry that i let myself believe that u were the one..u were the person who would save me from everything else in my life..im sorry for myself..im sorry for thinking that you would come back..im sorry for hoping that you would come bak around saying ure sorry..im sorry for wasting my time..and right now im just so so so fucking sorry that i still cant stop thinking about u!! why cant u just leave me alone....&lt;br /&gt;let me be..why do u have to invade my dreams..invade my thoughts..come up as newsfeed on my fb homepage? come online on msn...im sorry that even know i still smile when i hear from u..im sorry that I REALLY REALLY MISS U...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry that i expected more from u..i guess once a playboy always a playboy huh? but then what we had was special..im sorry that u dont want me back..im just..just..just sorry okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i still love..and yes im sorry for that too :|hey xbf&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry for not being the kind of girl you wanted me to be. im sorry that im not like her who can just go around having sex. i am sorry i refused to have sex with u...maybe u might not have left me if i had..but then im not the kind of girl who would do such a thing just to keep a guy from leaving..but then these days i keep thinking what if i had given into u and ur pleadings..what if we had made love before we both went to our separate countries? would u have not left me then? would u have been able to wait till we met again? would u have not succumbed to that those open legs that bitch was dangling infront of u? all i wanted was for my first time to be special like all girls do..all i wanted was for us to have it special when we met in july..i really was planning to give u my virginity when we met up again..i realy did think u were worth it...im sorry that ur little dickhead couldnt wait much longer..im sorry that u went running when u saw her in those skimpy clothes that she adorns just for u..im sorry that she is a disgrace to the rest of the women who wear the veil..im sorry for the fact that eventhough u think ure very cool by having sex with her and being fuck buddies with her even after u guys broke up..that u dont know that the whole country knows about what u guys are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for not being there for u when u needed me..but then i did all i could do for u while being miles away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im sorry that i wasted all those tears on u..im sorry that i cried my eyes out for u.im sorry that i let myself believe that u were the one..u were the person who would save me from everything else in my life..im sorry for myself..im sorry for thinking that you would come back..im sorry for hoping that you would come bak around saying ure sorry..im sorry for wasting my time..and right now im just so so so fucking sorry that i still cant stop thinking about u!! why cant u just leave me alone....&lt;br /&gt;let me be..why do u have to invade my dreams..invade my thoughts..come up as newsfeed on my fb homepage? come online on msn...im sorry that even know i still smile when i hear from u..im sorry that I REALLY REALLY MISS U...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry that i expected more from u..i guess once a playboy always a playboy huh? but then what we had was special..im sorry that u dont want me back..im just..just..just sorry okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i still love..and yes im sorry for that too :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-2121685062128727039?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/to-xbf.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-6060699695322016460</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Jan 2010 20:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-19T15:32:40.263-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Best Person I Could've Been</title><description>I'm sorry that I haven't lived this school year to the fullest, since it'll be the last time I'll be seeing any of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I haven't told you how I feel about yoe, even though I've had these feelings for two years. I'm sorry that I haven't done anything to make you seem special to me. I'm sorry that you'll always be in the back of my mind, even when I think I've moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I get mad at you for the stupidest things, but we're best friends, and I know you hate those words. I'm sorry that I haven't had as much fun with you as I know we could've and now you're moving accross the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I haven't been the best person I could've been. I'm sorry for the pain that I have caused anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-6060699695322016460?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/best-person-i-couldve-been.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-507533328292896814</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Jan 2010 20:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-19T15:31:26.385-05:00</atom:updated><title>That Your Kids Hate You</title><description>im sorry that you felt the need to tell those lies about me just because you wanted people to hate me...im sorry they didnt believe you because you're such a liar! im sorry too that your kids all hate you and that the people you told those lies to all think less of you than i do, cause i know your just scared and insecure and jealous of me for being happy, and thin, and beautiful. im also sorry that you didnt get to me, you didnt win and you're pathetic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-507533328292896814?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/that-your-kids-hate-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-4424917563143081026</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jan 2010 20:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-19T15:30:28.276-05:00</atom:updated><title>You Are So Broken</title><description>I'm sorry you are so broken that you do not have the ability to care for another person. I am sorry I met you and thought that there could actually be a future for us.  I'm sorry I punish myself over and over again for every single mistake I ever make. I'm sorry that I was so lonely that I actually put up with your total lack of respect for me.  I'm sorry I have allowed you to effect my emotions in such a deep way.  I'm sorry that I have tried to be kind to you in the face of total disregard for my feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-4424917563143081026?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/you-are-so-broken.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-2383363009227308177</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jan 2010 20:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-19T15:01:23.457-05:00</atom:updated><title>That I Was So Oblivious</title><description>K,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that i was so oblivious to the fact you shared something so very personal with me and i reacted or failed to react appropriatly.  Now i see you told me because you did care and perhaps you wanted our budding relationship to be more than sex.  I didn't know where our relationship stood and thought you wanted something casual so i did relapse with my ex.  If i could change it i would; you want nothing to do with me i know.  I told her but don't really know if she told anyone else.  Stupid yes i don't know what i was thinking.  I think about you often and regret how it ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-2383363009227308177?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/that-i-was-so-oblivious.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-1758944051902104497</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jan 2010 19:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-19T15:00:27.692-05:00</atom:updated><title>To the Big Bear of the Cave</title><description>Dear the big bear of the cave.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry you were right. But since I'm a girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm right by default.&lt;br /&gt;Love your daughter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-1758944051902104497?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/to-big-bear-of-cave.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-301535790717399375</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Jan 2010 19:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-19T14:59:19.566-05:00</atom:updated><title>For Something that Never Happened</title><description>I'm sorry for seeming like I was with your boyfriend even though we were just friends. This is one misunderstanding that that im afraid that you will never accept and even though we arent exactly friends i just dont want you to hate me for something that never hapenned :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-301535790717399375?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/for-something-that-never-happened.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-4639527665989687630</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Jan 2010 19:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-19T14:58:03.646-05:00</atom:updated><title>Experience and Hindsight</title><description>To PDT-&lt;br /&gt;only with the benefit of experience and hindsight did i eventually see how foolish, immature, and selfish i was with you.  the manner in which i treated you was utterly inexcusable and i am (and have been for years) deeply sorry for breaking your heart and letting you down.  i know we've both moved on and i am happy for that.  my hope if that, at the very least, you still carry with you some memorable moment of our time together that brings your heart a glimmer of joy to think about.&lt;br /&gt;~CNL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-4639527665989687630?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/experience-and-hindsight.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-5508925268378292218</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2010 02:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-18T21:01:25.895-05:00</atom:updated><title>When We Were Chatting</title><description>I am so sorry that I screwed up the other day when we were chatting.  But at the same time I need to let you know that you really did jump the gun and misconstrue much of what I was trying to say or explain. But I never had the chance to explain anything because you cut me off.  That was not fair to me.  Yes, I was wrong in so many ways,and I admit that. But you,whether you want to admit it or not, were also wrong-- especially in how you reacted to me.   That was so wrong on every level possible. The bottom line is we were BOTH wrong and we both need to say "I am sorry" to each other and we both need to say, "I forgive you" to each other. And most importantly of all, we need to give each other a second chance at our friendship. Just keep in mind ALL the second chances God has given to you in your life when  YOU have messed up with someone. Life is too short to be angry and upset with someone. We should always try to mend our fences with someone we have fallen out with  as soon as  possible, because we are NOT guaranteed tomorrow  which may never come for either one of us. So, I am going to stick my neck out now and say, I am sincerely sorry for everything that I said to hurt,upset,or scare you the other day. And I forgive you for hurting my feelings. And I willingly give you another chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-5508925268378292218?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/when-we-were-chatting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-2072569105267163131</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Jan 2010 02:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-18T21:00:38.165-05:00</atom:updated><title>I Can Never Show U Myself</title><description>I'm sorry that I can never show u myself. I'm sorry that&lt;br /&gt;I put on a hard exterior. I'm sorry that I find it&lt;br /&gt;Hard to trust you, I'm sorry that we can't stop playing games&lt;br /&gt;And say how we really feel. I'm sorry that I let you come&lt;br /&gt;Back in my life. I'm sorry that I can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;Either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-2072569105267163131?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/i-can-never-show-u-myself.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-6705874914993965322</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Jan 2010 01:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-18T20:59:55.887-05:00</atom:updated><title>I Know I Was Cruel</title><description>I'm sorry that I treated you like that. I was so depressed and scared and in so much pain. But I know I was cruel. I made the 2nd half of your senior year hard and I'm so sorry for it. I'm sorry I made prom awful for you. I haven't seen you since so I never got to explain.To say that I didn't mean it, that everything just got to much. Now 5 years on its too late. I can't remember it, the doctors say thats not strange, but I wish I did. Because then I would know why I feel so bad. The things people tell me I did are painful but they must have been horrible for you. Know the things I did to myself were worse. Know I wish I could remember. Know I miss you because we were friends. You were a good friend. I'm sorry I got sick. I wish it was different and we could be friends again. I'm just so so sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-6705874914993965322?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/i-know-i-was-cruel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-7437842580981836629</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Jan 2010 01:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-18T20:59:06.449-05:00</atom:updated><title>Saying You Love Someone is a Really Big Step</title><description>Saying you love someone is a really big step in a relationship, and you said it, and I said it too because I mean it, I love you. You're the most amazing addition to my life. I'm sorry if I did something wrong, I'm at my fault, not you. You are wonderful, and I don't know what id do without you, you're the best boyfriend and friend anyone could ask for. I'm just asking for you to forgive me, for you to be happy again, and for us to be happy again. Id be crushed if I lost you,.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-7437842580981836629?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/saying-you-love-someone-is-really-big.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-5339148057767720440</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Jan 2010 01:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-18T20:58:26.307-05:00</atom:updated><title>My Love for You Remains Intact</title><description>I am sorry I went crazy.  Four years ago, later this month, marks what was easily the worst day of my life.  Frequently I think about the events of that day, and the swirling, glittery vortex we were flailing around in for what seemed like a lifetime, or was it one second?  Time stopped.  My heart has not been the same, and never will be.  I am forever changed.  There is no permanence, my love for you remains intact.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-5339148057767720440?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/my-love-for-you-remains-intact.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-193386597631354184</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 01:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-18T20:57:35.931-05:00</atom:updated><title>All the Pain &amp; Negative Things</title><description>I'm sorry I ever moved away from CA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I hold on to all the pain &amp; negative things in my life.  I'm sorry I do not enjoy the day to day family life we have&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-193386597631354184?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/all-pain-negative-things.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-3101681164026003073</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 01:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-18T20:56:05.546-05:00</atom:updated><title>So Selfish My Whole Life</title><description>I'm sorry I have been so selfish my whole life, I always loved you more than you will ever know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm not good enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I never loved you the way I should of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-3101681164026003073?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/so-selfish-my-whole-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-7657464932223492339</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 01:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-18T20:55:19.554-05:00</atom:updated><title>To Samuel, From Me</title><description>sam. you came into my life alittle over a year ago, you basically saved me from myself you were my one and only man, and i your one and only man. we loved eachother so much youve done everything for me. i love you with all my heart you are still my baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on new years eve, when you asked me to:&lt;br /&gt;1. be a personable person&lt;br /&gt;2. to stay calm&lt;br /&gt;3. to not get jealous&lt;br /&gt;4. to have a great time&lt;br /&gt;5. to be nice&lt;br /&gt;(right before we went to the club), doing all that is what i did. it took me out of my element. it made me feel weak and powerless to not act out on assholes that coulda groped your ass or something... i did just that. i was actually having an awesome time, trying to fit in, trying to make friends out of your friends, to socialize and just have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry that i was talking alittle to loud because:&lt;br /&gt;1. i was alil drunk&lt;br /&gt;2. it was very loud in the "dance" club&lt;br /&gt;3. im deaf in my left ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i never ment to embarrass you even though i know i didnt. i know and am sorry that you started to be the one getting into a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SORRY that when we finally got home that we had to beat the shit out of eachother, im sorry you choked me to the point of me passing out for a few minutes, im sorry about you slicing my back open with a broken mirror shard from when i threw your huge wall mirror across the room because you punched the shit out of my temple, neck, ribs, and stomach. Im sorry that you slammed my face into a pile of broken glass. im sorry that you bit my arm, im sorry that you gave me a cut under my right eyelid and for giving me that bloody nose and a fat lip followed a black eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry i made you get stitches in your hand even though you work long hours with your hands where you needed bandages and stitches. im sorry i kicked your door in barefooted where i need a crutch because i butsted a few bones in my foot, im sorry i spit in your face and called you a wetback beandipping spick. im sorry that i had to defend myself. im sorry that you can never just cool down before YOU get violent. im sorry that you begged the cop not to arrest me and that you were gonna take me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry you blacked out and slammed my head into the dashboard. im sorry that after you parked your car infront of my house that you savagly had to throw all my shit out into the snowy puddles, im sorry that you left me lying in wet cold snowy slush for an hour before my father came home. im sorry you came back to my house 6 hours later with 4 cops cause you think i stole your phone when it evidently dropped out of your hand as you were tossing me and my shit out onto the cold curbs. im sorry that i didnt steal your phone and never knew it was on my driveway until 5am im sorry that i have proof that i didnt steal it because of the 6missed calls that were on it (proof i didnt steal your phone, im not gonna call your phone after i steal it, because why? ill wait for you to answer it????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry that I FUCKLIN FORGIVE YOU AND THAT I STILL LOVE YOU AND THAT I ALMOST GOT YOU KICKED OUT OF YOUR APPARTMENT BECAUSE YOUR A FUCKIN SHORT FUSED NUMBSKULL THAT JUST CANT BE HAPPY WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SORRY THAT YOU DO CARE ABOUT ME AND THAT YOU FEEL GUILTY FOR WHAT YOU SAID AND DID TO ME. IM JUST REALLY SORRY, I FORGIVE YOU!!! PLEASE FORGIVE ME?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-7657464932223492339?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/to-samuel-from-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-3747911083386676792</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 20:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-18T15:12:27.268-05:00</atom:updated><title>I Can Never Keep a Relationship</title><description>im sorry for letting you fall in love with me. i'm sorry for breaking your heart. i'm sorry that I can never keep a relationship. i'm sorry that I don't have my shit figured out. i'm sorry that I can't be honest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-3747911083386676792?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2010/01/i-can-never-keep-relationship.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24318348.post-7795961401309071392</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Dec 2009 20:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-18T15:11:46.275-05:00</atom:updated><title>Besties</title><description>Dear Best Guy Friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I like you. I'm also sorry you're so damn cute. And I'm sorry I made things complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;Best Girl Friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24318348-7795961401309071392?l=www.joeapology.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.joeapology.com/2009/12/besties.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
