/r/TwoSentenceSadness
I stood at the bridge rails replaying the silence that had come in response to me confessing my love for him.
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Maya had artfully crafted and brought to life an origami crane to fly her away from her abusive home and into the sunset.
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She confessed that she was faking being turned on and sexy because her antidepressant and body image problems we're making it impossible to feel sexy but she wanted to have a happy, sexy, weekend together.
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