Apologies

I called Angela a slut, imagined her fucking other guys, and managed to turn my own fear of rejection into an insult. I owe her an apology.

Once a john, always a john?

Did you fail me in some way? Perhaps you might find this little guide to apologizing to me helpful. I’m quite forgiving, I think you’ll find.

An apology: I don’t deserve Tamora’s mouth on my cock. She’s experienced just about all of the worst I have to offer.

In which I issue an apology to any number of people I may have wronged and, in so doing, (I hope) clear up an unfortunate and lengthy case of writer’s block.

This is how you say “no” to something I’ve asked for, how you apologize to me for not having gotten it to me.

The loss of my best friend.

I mishandled one of our first interactions. Are things back on track?