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It’s herself she didn’t love
sometimes it feels like the world is trying to tell me to wake up
She wakes me up by tickling my feet
At night, when we walked by the wall, the world seemed to fall down before us - the whole, far-off, dirty world.
She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
She will remember your heart when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits
She has given up on shoes completely.
She didn't know what outside was anymore.
When a true genius appears in the world, you may know him by this sign, that the dunces are all in confederacy against him
An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind
You couldn't make me give it up to cheapening words for all the empathy and adulation in the world
Shards of memory stirred up by the wind
Hold it up
A World Lit Only By Fire
Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
A Whole New World
Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
If she didn't love you she would kill you
Woken up by footsteps of people who weren't there
When I'm swept up by the Rapture, grab the wheel of my pick-up
She is stupidly keeping herself a secret, when I know she has sparkly things to show me
I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
my whole life is passing me by and I sometimes wonder why I am even still alive
we can give up, but the world never will
Let's tear down build up smashing a new world
She could run a spiel like nobody's business. She could sell the world and make you wish for more.
The whole world smells like a laundromat and bud. Good bud, bud that makes you feel like the early days. Take your bong to the laundromat. Pass it around.
The whole world is too busy, and I am hopelessly bound to my wonderment
music to save the world by
When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
she was waylaid by an octopus
Pulling yourself up by your own bootstraps
She Who Holds the Sky
How to hold up a bank in Pig-Latin
Everything: Written and Edited by The World
She didn't write like Emily Dickinson, but she did live in a house overlooking a cemetery, and I guess he thought that was important.
we are built to hold on, but the world is about letting go
She lights everything up. He glows in the dark.
She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
The ceiling that you are staring at will fall without your eyes to hold it up.
she gave herself that holocaust haircut. cinnamon colored clippings cover the motel bedspread like sprinkles.
World peace is a beautiful dream that will never be achieved by the human race
Your eyes tell a whole other story
She tells me she drives a truck.
Hands up, the whole way
The imaginary world where I make up things and they are true
Tell people they're beautiful and you will change the world
i hope there are those in this world who know what a gift it is to have anyone that knows the whole of their heart
The whole world changed when Paul got shuffled over to the bass
The whole world is insane
Do you promise to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?
Take the world by storm
She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
For every rich man who tries to leave this world for a better one with his fancy tomb surrounded by mourners, there are many more who perish alone in the cold, forgotten by all but God.
Tell me a story about a burro, standing atop a mesa, surrounded by a flock of geese, being fed by a weathered old man wearing nothing but a Jimmy hat
She walked by his desk and left a nickel
You can tell what state a relationship is in by the type of underwear the girl is wearing
they look up at the same night sky, they fill their heart with the same dreams, and they are infused with the breath of life by the same almighty creator
A men's Oxford, sleeves messily turned up to the elbows, held together by wishful thinking
She didn't believe in transcendence
I woke up searching for something that I didn't find
They need food AND water? You didn't tell me about the water part.
The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist
Things you can't tell just by looking at her
How to tell your social class by the location of your name
She threw herself from the bed
I didn't have the heart to tell him I was lying about taco night, but at least the hellhound made some friends
hold up this tired skyline with all i falter for
she may hold life
Don't tell me it didn't come out
I would have tried, but Charlotte kept Charlotte in the world of Charlotte and she barely heard 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.
Hold your head up
Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.
Each time she tells you this, she is lying.
And she flew halfway across the world for those five minutes
Dust mop so magic she can not believe how fun it is to clean up after people
The coolest I've ever felt, given that I didn't end up with a gun.
Sex just walked by me, and I didn't get any, dammit
i can tell you the dreaming up north is real and wide
Tell the world what pisses you off (registry)
A thousand years from now, we should have coffee and tell stories while the world disintegrates
She hopes I'm cursed forever to sleep on a twin size mattress, never graduating up in size to add a lover.
They blew up the world, but what really pisses me off
May the world be a better place when I wake up
tell me about the outside world. what part of it that i do not understand hurt you?
Grover and the Everything in the Whole Wide World Museum
This time vote like your whole world depended on it
You make a light in the world and you hope someone can still look up from the dust for long enough to see it
they tell you to be your true self. to never give up on who you are. they don't know who i am.
As she waits to tell him
Radical Idea: One Time Zone for the Whole World
The whole world is lying to me
You have the whole world in your hands
for a moment the whole world was beautiful
The whole world doesn't want to hear your music
Whole Wide World
Spice up your life by attending strip clubs
The adoption of area bombing by Britain and the U.S. in World War II
The Man Felt an Iron Hand Grasp Him by the Hair, at the Nape. Not One Hand, a Hundred Hands Seized Him, Each by the Hair, and Tore Him Head to Foot, the Way You Tear Up a Sheet of Paper, Into Hundreds of Little Pieces
Tell the truth. Begin by beginning. Say good things to yourself.
Yellow tells the story of time gone by
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
There, in that wordless world surrounded by thick ice, I eventually lost all my strength. Bit by bit, bit by bit.
On getting blown up 8000 miles from home by a man who does not own shoes
haunted by nodeshells, like pronouns signifying other worlds
She came through the glass door, untouched by the storm that raged outside.
Sewn up by frost
Watching the world go by
Feminism, as influenced by the world around me
I could tell by all of her dead house plants
Do you understand what you are, sir, in love? You've been lost at sea, and picked up by a lone stranger on an anchored and recently near-abandoned ghost ship.
I expected to die by fire. It didn't occur to me that I might drown instead.
How's she goin', by
I suppose I could have married a World Cup soccer player, but I didn't
she didn't believe in kissing outside of art
Proposed: The only way for a woman to achieve true ecstacy is to allow herself to be taken by the Goat God in the Circle of Candles on a moonless night
She didn't want the truth; she wanted to make a good man squirm
She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
What she didn't say
Things you can tell just by looking at him
Looking up a word by its definition
Each thing she learned became part of herself, to be used over and over in new adventures
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.
The walls she had built around herself cracked and crumbled
Any woman who thinks she is pro-life should ask herself
I know what holds up traffic - in 5 words!
Holding up a bank in Latin
Mr. Clean will clean up everything you hold dear, leaving you crying, sanitized and utterly alone
If you believe the world is 6000 years old, you aren't smart enough to hold public office
I have to firmly hold onto a belief that everyone in the world has shed tears over something beautiful
Do the gospels hold up to scrutiny?
The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
Still she cried, and still the world pursues
Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
i'll meet you in another world, and hold you for a thousand years
Things you can tell just by looking at her
She tries to hold the wind, stop it from crying
She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
She tells stories as if she knows what the ending will be.
I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
She had the most wonderful grin in the world
Of all the dorm rooms in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.
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 was pain and pleasure all at once, wrapped up in needles and Ramones T-shirts
She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
Music that is either by the Sonic Youth or by some band that is ripping off the Sonic Youth, but you can't tell which
The World She Made
How to tell when you have really messed up your relationship
US Policy on the Comprehensive Test Ban Treaty
texting, she tells me anarchy will remain an important ideology
Tell people they're beautiful and they will change the world
This time, I promise I won't tell you to shut up
She cleaned up for me at least.
Tell him, she told me
By the way, she has a penis; just so you know.
Down By Law
Proof by contradiction
Poetry written by teenagers
Death by Water
seduction by grammar (user)
Paradox by the Dashboard Light
i want to help. i want to be a part of something that will change the world.
inspiration by misreading
That time I was almost killed by scary cult children
Persecutions suffered by the Quakers
The logical inclination to hate shoe stores: A Study In Progress By Avoiding the Unavoidable
Baptism by fire
trial by fire

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