Findings:
- Her smile, thinking about you
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- thinking about her
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- She thought about giving him her heart
- Great Truths About Life That Children Have Learned
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- Incomplete two-word sentences with which to end your life
- Someday my life will be interesting, and I will come back and tell you about it then
- 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 is her name that I think of when I think about being in love.
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- Making a decision about a life
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- Thinking about seitan makes miso horny
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- I will be the first thing you will be thinking about after you wake
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- 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.
- Don't tell me about her
- She practices her speech
- 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.
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- 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 keeps her lies everywhere
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- Nice Legs, Shame About Her Face
- My skin is dark. Hers is the color of certain lilies.
- How to write about colors?
- Ducks can swim. What about her pearls?
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- knots and ribbons at the ends of her arms
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- Our love is eternal. The night will end. The dragon is forever. Good wil prevail. Mother sits on her throne.
- The things she wonders about
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- in her other life
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
- She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
- She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
- She always confused her greys with white.
- She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- she had already found her party
- If you really care about someone, do not tell her to fuck off
- This was the shinest golden dollar I would ever see in my life and I was not about to tarnish it.
- The truth about life
- About the things you could not show her
- She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
- If somebody wrote a book about your life, would anybody want to read it?
- It's not worth thinking about. Have some tea. Come walk with me.
- Even the moon likes to change her colors
- My real life, burst into the proper colors
- Kisses your lips like the world is about to end
- What are you thinking about?
- End of Life Plan
- I tried to memorise her, from beginning to end
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- a total loss of control over her life
- Life Ends
- You can't stop thinking of her: this is how you explained it, a proof of your being in love.
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- For when you and your shiftless friends are thinking about seeing a movie
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- A different way of thinking about the stars
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- i kissed her one last time, then walked out of her life forever
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- I'm passionate about my plant life
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- She knows no truth except her own.
- She asked me to read her a poem
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
- She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- she gave her heart to a falling star
- she lit her thumb on fire
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- everything I need to know about life I learned from juggling
- Life is not so much about saying hello as it is about saying goodbye
- Like hands on a clock tell time without thinking about how long it's been
- Why can't I stop thinking about you?
- I have been thinking about kissing. A lot.
- The Number: A Completely Different Way To Think About the Rest Of Your Life
- The Day the World was about to End
- Let's talk about the end of the world as we know it
- painting yourself into a corner today is better than spending a week thinking about painting
- I still can't think of anything about Fight Club that changed my life
- When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
- thinking about thinking
- What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
- i don't spend a lot of time thinking about what it feels like to be gored by a chainsaw
- I was wrong about the color changing; your eyes are brown
- how life is all about loving and being loved
- life is about falling into a hole, and then climbing out of the hole
- She told me she remembers three things about me
- She smiles in colors
- The guy at the end of Half-Life
- The colors flow through her like a rainbow
- Thinking in colors
- thinking about the brain surgery of your psychoanalyst, whose name is john, will make you crazy in a new way
- Why noding about your personal life can be a bad idea
- This is the end of the easy life
- Sentences with which to end your life
- A Small Scrap Near the End of Your Story
- At the Sky's End, Thinking of Li Po
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- End of Life care at the edge of our solar system
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- Our love is eternal. The night will end. The dragon is forever. Good will prevail. Mother sits on her throne.
- "Why is my mom three thousand miles away?": Life After The E2 End of Summer Denial of School Northwest Gathering
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- The guy who may as well already be dead and therefore doesn't care about the consequences of his actions and is able to move with perfect freedom for the remainder of what will likely be a tragically short life
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- 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.
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- serene. She sips her tea
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- She flies with her own wings
- Life does not end at high school
- Have you ever been so excited about your life that it makes you almost want to cry?
- the way she wears her weary
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- She always was devious in her beauty
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- She Will Have Her Way
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- Life's a Bitch and I'm Her Pimp
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