Findings:
- I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- She asked me to read her a poem
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- The Venusian Kazoo: The Art of Buzzing the Clitoris with Your Lips to Give Her a Mind-Blowing Orgasm
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- she doesn't write, doesn't tell you stories, but somehow it's her words that spring to mind at those crucial, terrifying moments, and for that you are eternally grateful
- i kissed her one last time, then walked out of her life forever
- She practices her speech
- the way she wears her weary
- she lit her thumb on fire
- She keeps her lies everywhere
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- She always was devious in her beauty
- She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- Helping people cheat
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- She kissed me gently, just once, then walked away crying
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- seagulls screaming kiss her kiss her
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- Only her hands would give her away
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
- She flies with her own wings
- She knows no truth except her own.
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- I will kiss her blemish
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- She thought about giving him her heart
- If a girl offers you her cheek, kiss her neck
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- Give Her To The Monsters
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- she gave her heart to a falling star
- She always confused her greys with white.
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
- She is a night of dark trees, but he who is not afraid of her darkness will find banks full of roses under her cypresses
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- In a quiet grove of pines under a frosty sky, he helped her out of the sack. She wore severe white hospital pajamas and was beautiful.
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- If this were in person, I would have kissed her now
- I kissed her in the hair
- Woo the bride and kiss her passionately
- She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
- Just kiss her
- She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- serene. She sips her tea
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- she had already found her party
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- She Will Have Her Way
- In the Fifties, a visitor from Great Britain to New York City notices a young Black woman driving a limousine. A portly middle-aged man, race undetermined, is in the back. Tell her story.
- Susan Goldman, who has cervical cancer, is partly thankful as she braces herself but changes her mind as she's sprayed with burning jet fuel.
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
- The sad thing is, if you get her you'll be sick of her in a year
- one kiss: bad for me, but i give in so easily. i'm weak.
- Your kisses, even in word form, give me butterflies
- My hands on her back; slipping into sleep
- Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
- Don't tell me about her
- the small of her back
- Pig on her back
- How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
- How Stella Got Her Groove Back
- Now he dances to bring her back.
- I got the feeling the Fairy Council was mad at me when the president knocked over her coffee to get a better grip on my neck
- Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
- I asked her not to forget me
- Her back
- her hate keeps me warm. her shadows keep me guessing.
- spade-struck embers spark and flare the smoke what snarls up in her hair
- you laugh and then you cry but you're still laughing but you miss her so damn much
- Come out of her, my people, that ye be not partakers of her sins, and that ye receive not of her plagues.
- Her photography captured little beautifuls and me
- Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her
- Every time that I tell her that I love her, I can taste my own hypocrisy
- do not look upon her; you shall be blinded
- how many bird nests would be made from her lovely hair
- Wanting only to be the honeysuckle to her butterfly
- She quietly hugged him back. At 8:30 she ate the rest of him.
- Anna and her Mother: spinning me in circles
- Take Her up to Monto
- her lips on mine
- She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
- bone in her teeth
- her arms around me
- let her take me, feed on me, devour me
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could forget her
- I met her today, the girl I used to be
- I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
- Ask her if she's got an answer
- I have what I believe to be a photo of Olympia Dukakis in her underwear in 1977
- they tell you to be your true self. to never give up on who you are. they don't know who i am.
- I do not ask for her secret.
- Now she's in my doorway, accusing me with her soft breasts and long legs, strong hips.
- I cannot find the right words to tell her this
- This Motion Encompassed in the Touch of Her Lips
- Tell Laura I love her
- Devil up her sleeve
- Saturday night, the words falling from her lips
- I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
- The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her
- And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
- wake up and find her still there
- If you loved her, you'd be home by now
- Things you can tell just by looking at her
- so that all her children will be adventurers in light
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her as a firework
- When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
- How to be strong for her, when all you want is to depend on her
- tell her your feelings
- If I'd have shot her when I met her, I'd be out of jail by now.
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