Findings:
- Our warning signs will protect us
- The winter chill reminds those of us closer to our end than our beginning that maybe, just maybe, safety isn't the primary goal in a life that will certainly end in death.
- Our children will judge us by our memes
- The rumbles in our sleep we do not hear that do not kill us
- this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore
- We Regret to Inform You That Tomorrow We Will Be Killed with Our Families
- Legislation to save us from our own stupidity
- Our love is eternal. The night will end. The dragon is forever. Good will prevail. Mother sits on her throne.
- let us not lift our voices and speak like we are little girls
- we will replace the stars with machines of our own creation
- Death swept down the road and demonstrated the dangers of departmental infighting while the rest of us made our escape
- Our lies reveal as much about us as our truths
- and our dreams will break the boundaries of our fears
- The only thing stopping us is the pressure. If your machine can withstand it, we are already on our way.
- He Has Left Us Alone But Shafts of Light Sometimes Grace the Corner of Our Rooms
- Our music, in place of breadcrumbs, is there to help us find our way back home
- Maybe when we drown the fish will be our friends
- You know our love will not fade away
- Among strangers who will say so many things to fill our ears
- Our stories will surprise even our selves.
- We Invent Gods That Will Fit in Our Pocket
- Let us be our own pornographers
- Maybe if we're lucky the person dreaming our lives will wake up
- Some of Us Had Been Threatening Our Friend Colby
- if we are to be lies, we will be lies of our own making
- Our children will laugh at the names of our over-the-counter medicines
- We are the People Our Parents Warned Us About
- If you don't want us to look at your breasts, don't shove them in our faces
- Our world will change
- Our little girl Susan is a most admirable slut, and pleases us mightily
- Our music, in place of breadcrumbs, is there to help us find our way back home.
- Forgive us our trespasses... (e2poll)
- and we will walk till our feet ache
- It will only make our insides burn until we are nothing but ash.
- I will trust you my mission while the sun nestled in the mountains on the horizon and yawned; creating a magical sunrise before our untrained eyes
- reality is always ready to teach us about how our ideas are wrong
- Time has imprisoned us in the order of our years
- Do you believe, dear reader, that there exists a slender gossamer thread binding you and and I together in our shared humanity? Say 'yes', and we will face the onslaught of the unreal together.
- Only my hours spent gaming will stand between our world and total destruction
- will our souls remember where we said we'd meet?
- their teary eyes follow us as if our actions are accompanied by tragic music
- Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God as we understood Him
- the world will be remade in our image
- Those of us who are thieves starve without a joker in our deck.
- Forgive us, our instructors are foreigners
- Reality creeps through the cracks of broken places and broken thoughts and asks us: What Will You Do?
- And You Will Know Us By the Trail of Dead
- They will run away and leave us forlorn and empty
- Our minds bend and twist in the wind, our bodies fall apart, and the ghosts we leave behind have only one question: Where Have You Been?
- Everything will be required of us, and everything will be given
- Our Lady of the Burning Flesh
- Our obsessions almost killed me, but now here we are, talking like normal human beings
- He will bring us goodness and light
- Love will fill us up, will make us better than
- {Latest New Media technology} will {save/destroy} us all!
- They did not forgive us, she thought. We will surely die.
- i know that the ones who love us will miss us
- How Our Bodies Are Used--and Our Minds
- We have the right to use our bodies as weapons.
- Walking Around in Our Bones
- They killed our Lord
- Rolling Around in Our Bones
- Our bodies pool and break like a moon over water.
- The meek shall inherit the Earth... the rest of us will take the stars!
- Love Will Tear Us Apart
- Why I will not fly US Airways anymore
- If we don't make words, words will make us
- If you take me home tonight I know that we will kiss, and one of us will fall in love and it will be a mess.
- Our Bodies, Ourselves
- Will God forgive us for what we're doing?
- Technological advancement that will destroy us all
- No Regrets for Our Youth
- Pain and beauty, our constant bedfellows. Young as I was, I understood.
- Misconceptions about our conception
- The television screen of our collective unconscious
- Things that give our life meaning
- Early, before our hands knew what to do
- Our Lady of Lourdes (user)
- Sprillowed Sprawling Predictions on Our Future
- One Man Army
- If by Dull Rhymes our English must be Chain'd
- Of our Methods of Recognizing one another
- our sun
- Governments cannot be trusted with our personal information
- with cat-like tread upon our prey we steal
- Why I poison the atmosphere and deplete our natural resources
- Who's Rating our Games?
- Anarchism and Our Times
- There's no 'eak' in our off-peak
- We left our dead where they lay and the sand preserved them
- This is our ool. Notice there is no P in it. Please keep it that way.
- Bad Boys Rape Our Young Girls But Violet Gives Willingly
- Nazi Supermen Are Our Superiors
- Who owns our writeups?
- A Proposal For An Expedition To Our Hollow Earth
- Our Lady of Mount Carmel
- Our Beloved Revolutionary Sweetheart
- our new friend, the ten-foot pole
- Eyesight resolution
- Be our drone
- C'est un ours mal léché
- I'd love to go back to the late 80's and tell them about our time
- Our rover can kick your lander's ass!
- Giving our kids something to rebel against
- Your beliefs are your concern, just please don't let them creep into our secular argument
- Our love sustains me far beyond the gold horizon
- The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
- Our American Heritage, Volume 1
- Nostalgia filled our lungs every time we inhaled
- Why should we trust our conscience?
- Why do we hurt when our loved ones die?
- Happy endings are not our birthright.
- Work - The Scourge of Our Generation
- Ours
- a copy of our home game
- Our
- Concerning our Priests
- Let's just turn our children into burbling idiots
- Reform our politics
- Our Old Feuillage
- The world would be in much better shape if our leaders were hamsters
- the stars that change our minds
- Is our ultimate economic goal death?
- We've received your resume, and we're entering your credentials in our companywide database
- The Year of Our Lord
- All our Lousy Candidates
- thefez: our global nightmare
- Our Trees in Spring
- We have learned our lessons well
- The condom is the glass slipper of our generation
- When you had left our pirate fold
- Tenchi, go get some more *hic* TEA!
- Our Final Goodbye
- Our Town
- Our Name is Mud
- We are all sitting on our asses, simultaneously staring blankly at computer screens all over the world
- Our memory of the moments
- Why do we think we can give a score to our happiness?
- We're on our way to being GODS!
- 'Twas people! People soiled our green!
- Our hearts were hard, but they were warm
- The leaky ceiling saved our night
- Changing our lives
- in cities not our own
- One day I will step out of my body and burst into bloom
- Why the alternate worlds in science fiction are never our world
- Our Share of Night to Bear
- The Enemies of Our Enemies
- Death is our business and business is good
- Our sensei
- Math is not a social construct: Our understanding of math is a social construct
- The Last Day of Our Acquaintance
- Our work and why we do it
- our own little patch of dixie
- What Happened to Our Two Travelers with Two Girls, Two Monkeys, and the Savages, Called Oreillons
- The Happiest Days of Our Lives
- Our Position Against Suicide
- Our Dumb Century
- A Mighty Fortress Is Our God
- Of the Doctrine of our Priests
- Our Singing Strength
- On Seeing a Piece of Our Heavy Artillery Brought into Action
- We must increase our bust!
- Six Myths of Our Time
- Our Delaware
- If our genitalia were on our hands
- If we had a more developed tailbone, would we wag our tail?
- Admitted to God, to ourselves and to another human being the exact nature of our wrongs
- Perhaps God is our future, not our past
- Our last conversation
- our sister
- Do's Intro: Our Purpose - The Simple Bottom Line
- Declaration of the freedom of the will over the body
- We Wash Our Squash
- Our Rubbish Dreams
- Why don't we become completely independent and make our own everything
- Passing through the barrier of our eyes
- We only use 10% of our brain
- Everything is the Endless Exposition of Our Existence
- Does the pace of technology outpace our ability to use it for good?
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