Findings:
- She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- 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
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- She asked me to read her a poem
- I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
- 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 like her because she won't like me
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- 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.
- She Will Have Her Way
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- he doesn't know, but her eyes widen too far
- She knows no truth except her own.
- Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- she gave her heart to a falling star
- 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
- It's okay. I thought I knew her too.
- 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
- She always was devious in her beauty
- I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
- 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 Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- Bathe her and bring her to me
- Her heart's too real to not have its own beat
- When you can almost recognize her face, but you can't remember her name
- She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
- She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
- I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
- She flies with her own wings
- When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- She always confused her greys with white.
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- Now she's in my doorway, accusing me with her soft breasts and long legs, strong hips.
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- Our love is eternal. The night will end. The dragon is forever. Good will prevail. Mother sits on her throne.
- She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
- Telling Anna you love her the first time
- Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
- she had already found her party
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- 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.
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- her arms around me
- She practices her speech
- She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- Anna and her Mother: spinning me in circles
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- It is her name that I think of when I think about being in love.
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
- she lit her thumb on fire
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
- She keeps her lies everywhere
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
- I fell in love with her first
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- serene. She sips her tea
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- You can't stop thinking of her: this is how you explained it, a proof of your being in love.
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- I asked her not to forget me
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- Every time that I tell her that I love her, I can taste my own hypocrisy
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- Her photography captured little beautifuls and me
- her hate keeps me warm. her shadows keep me guessing.
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- the way she wears her weary
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- She thought about giving him her heart
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- Our love is eternal. The night will end. The dragon is forever. Good wil prevail. Mother sits on her throne.
- let her take me, feed on me, devour me
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- Don't tell me about her
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- her first time
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her
- Despite her station, the quarry was never alone
- Give Her To The Monsters
- I fell in love with her fist
- Now he dances to bring her back.
- Ducks can swim. What about her pearls?
- An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
- No hero in her sky
- Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
- How can I comfort you when it breaks me too?
- Things you can tell just by looking at her
- All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
- I ate her love like a nine-piece bucket of chicken
- His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
- I love her backwards
- He loved her so much, he wanted to do her autopsy
- Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
- GammaGirl, Nothing can slow her down
- when you're done, you can let her die if that's what you want. Or you can wake her.
- How long have you been in love with her?
- Bleed to Love Her
- My love in her attire doth show her wit
- My best friend reached her aphelion. Oh, and I'm in love with her.
- It's been an hour. I still love her.
- I can see her face
- before the internet when teen had REAL relationship the boy could look at the girl and judge the diameter of her thorax with his feelers and determine whether the mating ritual could commence but NO MORE. evil woman use her computer sorcery
- Why if I ever meet Nancy Grace, I'll punch her in her yapping poodle-like face
- The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
- Her hair was seaweed and the Pacific wind sang
- Can You Forgive Her?
- Tell Laura I love her
- A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
- The first time I saw her
- tell her your feelings
- A hollow longing in her that will last
- her eyes can't find you at first
- Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
- Only her hands would give her away
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her as a firework
- I still love her (user)
- I will kiss her blemish
- I will have her forever but I can't touch her
- The Venusian Kazoo: The Art of Buzzing the Clitoris with Your Lips to Give Her a Mind-Blowing Orgasm
- That week with her was like drinking bubbles
- I can't tell the girl I love that I love her
- Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
- All he left her was alone
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