/u/PistachioPug's posts in /r/TwoSentenceSadness

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There is no fate, and there's no free will.

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Dying was peaceful.

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She can't remember a time before the floor beneath her feet was littered with eggshells.

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I know in my heart of hearts that my father did the very best he could.

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I did a little social media stalking, looking for a reason to dislike you.

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For the first time in years - in decades, maybe - she remembered how it felt to be appreciated, to be extraordinary, to dream.

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One of these two will be your fate: you can burn forever with the passion of an ambition you never consummate, or you can die contented and cold.

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People assume that my acerbic demeanor is my way of keeping anyone from getting close enough to hurt me.

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Such a brilliant, original third-sentence twist - the narrator is actually the bad guy!

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She loves him for the sake of the child he once was, and the man she knows he could be.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
There is no fate, and there's no free will.	16
Dying was peaceful.	16
She can't remember a time before the floor beneath her feet was littered with eggshells.	15
I know in my heart of hearts that my father did the very best he could.	15
I did a little social media stalking, looking for a reason to dislike you.	15
For the first time in years - in decades, maybe - she remembered how it felt to be appreciated, to be extraordinary, to dream.	15
One of these two will be your fate: you can burn forever with the passion of an ambition you never consummate, or you can die contented and cold.	15
People assume that my acerbic demeanor is my way of keeping anyone from getting close enough to hurt me.	15
Such a brilliant, original third-sentence twist - the narrator is actually the bad guy!	15
She loves him for the sake of the child he once was, and the man she knows he could be.	15