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Everything's back to normal now.

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I'm still young enough that my life is far from over.

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She was tormented by the voices of gods and monsters when they assigned her to the bed beside mine, but a few days after she started taking what the doctor prescribed, they began to fade away.

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"We're not laughing at you, we're laughing with you," my father tells me when I beg him and my brother to leave me alone.

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Hope, as Emily Dickinson wrote, is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.

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She kept them all at arm's length: the ones whose affection and approval she coveted so desperately she didn't dare let them see how vulnerable she was, and the ones she simply didn't want in her life at all.

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I tried so hard, and it didn't matter.

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As a professional editor, I couldn't help cringing whenever my friend launched into that schlocky poem she wrote about her son in Afghanistan, but I figured she'd be more open to my suggestions if I bit my tongue until he finished his tour.

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There are two kinds of people in the world, and I'm the wrong kind.

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Was there a hole in your life the size and shape of me, before I came along?

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Title	Upvotes	Subreddit	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
Everything's back to normal now.	53	TwoSentenceSadness
I'm still young enough that my life is far from over.	53	TwoSentenceSadness
She was tormented by the voices of gods and monsters when they assigned her to the bed beside mine, but a few days after she started taking what the doctor prescribed, they began to fade away.	52	TwoSentenceSadness
"We're not laughing at you, we're laughing with you," my father tells me when I beg him and my brother to leave me alone.	52	TwoSentenceSadness
Hope, as Emily Dickinson wrote, is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.	51	TwoSentenceSadness
She kept them all at arm's length: the ones whose affection and approval she coveted so desperately she didn't dare let them see how vulnerable she was, and the ones she simply didn't want in her life at all.	51	TwoSentenceSadness
I tried so hard, and it didn't matter.	51	TwoSentenceSadness
As a professional editor, I couldn't help cringing whenever my friend launched into that schlocky poem she wrote about her son in Afghanistan, but I figured she'd be more open to my suggestions if I bit my tongue until he finished his tour.	50	TwoSentenceSadness
There are two kinds of people in the world, and I'm the wrong kind.	50	TwoSentenceSadness
Was there a hole in your life the size and shape of me, before I came along?	50	TwoSentenceSadness