Findings:
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
- Only her hands would give her away
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- Her hand on my heart
- She practices her speech
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- My hands on her back; slipping into sleep
- she had already found her party
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- the way she wears her weary
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- She knows no truth except her own.
- Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
- She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- The old hands you’ve baked around hers
- serene. She sips her tea
- 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.
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- His hand speaks a foreign language to her ribs.
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- She asked me to read her a poem
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- She keeps her lies everywhere
- She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- She always confused her greys with white.
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- She flies with her own wings
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- 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 come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- She always was devious in her beauty
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- She Will Have Her Way
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- 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
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- she lit her thumb on fire
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- 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.
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
- She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- she gave her heart to a falling star
- She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
- She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- 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 ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- She thought about giving him her heart
- I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
- 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.
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
- Property of Her Majesty The Queen
- I don't think I would want to date her now, anyway
- The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
- I ran over an old woman with her own car
- Herr Geist (user)
- Tell Stacey I love her
- Since I left her
- to let her know
- And her knee touched mine
- Somewhere someone is tired of taking her shit
- Her raised middle finger came into focus
- A soft wonder bites her lips
- To Her Mind
- The World I Made for Her
- Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
- her eyes
- A Jury of Her Peers: 2
- I gave her two daisies. This is how I met your mother.
- What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
- Song of a Young Lady to her Ancient Lover
- How Ozma Refused to Fight for Her Kingdom
- using a circle to dot her "i"s
- I can't tell the girl I love that I love her
- Things I've learned from living with an unwed mother and her two small children
- Performing her communion with quick slashes up and down her arm
- See her talk
- Sleepless amid her ships, her houses, her incalculable wealth
- To Her Face
- after her, I took my coffee black
- I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
- Every beautiful woman has someone who is tired of her
- Don't Kill Her Daddy with Careless Talk
- To Her Door
- All acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
- The Saran Wrap Dominatrix and Her Cellophane Bondage Slave
- Pig on her back
- A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
- What makes her so cute?
- I watched her from afar
- Her Voice
- If you really care about someone, do not tell her to fuck off
- I could hear her thoughts
- Don't tell her she's beautiful
- All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
- From Her to Eternity
- Uh, are you looking at my joystick to impress her, or are you just an asshole?
- The Soul selects her own Society
- I followed the light in her eyes around the room, staying within range
- I passed her on the street
- I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
- notes I never gave her
- Make the Moon Cover her Blushing Face
- One day I wrote her name upon the strand
- To hear her sing
- To Her Body
- her kitty cat (user)
- The Dancefloor is our Mother. Her heart beats at 125 BPM.
- The movie in her mind
- Helping people cheat
- My girlfriend and her pillow
- my baby sleeps on her head
- Her knees
- Her name was Natalie
- I was sure it was her
- The sad thing is, if you get her you'll be sick of her in a year
- A Jury of Her Peers
- Stand in the doorway and watch her
- Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
- dance with her
- A New Student and Her Father
- A Fallen Caryatid Holding Her Stone
- My preconceived view of perfection could not accommodate her.
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her as a firework
- Feel her pain
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- I still find strands of her hair in bed
- Her Headlights Illuminated a Death
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her
- Bathe her and bring her to me
- I never called her momma
- I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
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