with regrets 

On invitations, it is the opposite of R.S.V.P.. People must call if they cannot attend, rather than R.S.V.P.-ing.

Girl: Hey, I read your invitation, and I noticed it said "with regrets", so I just called to say I will not be able to attend your party. Sorry!

with regrets by ssun77 August 4, 2008

with regret 

The first two words that you see on the email that the editor of an academic journal send you after you submitted a paper to them usually half a year ago.

With regret, I must inform you that, based on the advice received, the Editors have decided that your manuscript cannot be accepted for publication in the Journal of Dipshit.

with regret by Cuntotaler April 22, 2007

I'm like aids, you'll regret fucking with me 

Powerful, stupendously funny, yet so real lyric of NY Rapper, Immortal Technique.

His raps are full of stuff like that.
Obscene, disgusting - yet so intelligent , metaphorical and potent to your ears.
My favourite rapper.

The only rapper who doesn't care (infact encourages you) to download his music off of the internet just to enjoy and play his music out lout to spread the message of the corrupt system :
'Burn it off the fucking interent and bump it outside, bump it out side'.
LEGENDARY!

'Is that your girl, bitch get over here, Gimme some brain!
I'll bust off on her face, and right after that segment, she'll probably rub it in her pussy , trying to get herself pregnant!'

- An example from Immortal Technqiue's song , Obnoxious.

I'm like aids, you'll regret fucking with me
- Freestyle

I'm like aids, you'll regret fucking with me by sundarasundara August 10, 2009

i don't know why but the voices are there to haunt me in the night eternally leaving only the thought of regression of self through the creation of fantasy to cope with reality 

These are the questions that keep me up until dawn in my sorrow and emptiness. I cannot escape they say they are there to protect me but in the amidst of the hollow dark i find myself in every time i fall asleep I can feel them creeping through my soul and my veins, i have went to many places for help but it looks like some of them aren't even real places anymore, I don't know if i could continue living this simulation, I can feel the voices of people too they are the ones trying to get me to think that I don't belong in this world.

Do I really don't belong here because of the figment of my imagination, all the faces, all the noise, all the people that I see every day seem to just be something I created off of my loneliness...
I can't do this anymore...

"i don't know why but the voices are there to haunt me in the night eternally leaving only the thought of regression of self through the creation of fantasy to cope with reality"

Dude A: This is the most emo shit you have ever written... are you high or something?
Dude B: I could go further you know.

i don't know why but the voices are there to haunt me in the night eternally leaving only the thought of regression of self through the creation of fantasy to cope with reality by there they are, the voices. January 28, 2023