Findings:
- She flies with her own wings
- She knows no truth except her own.
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- Something is Alive in Her Bosom
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- Young Virgin Auto-Sodomized by Her Own Chastity
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- American Pie Presents: Something is Alive in Her Bosom 2
- She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- 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.
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- Helping people cheat
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- The Soul selects her own Society
- She always was devious in her beauty
- she had already found her party
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- A Leela of Her Own
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- 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 picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- you never felt her hot blood on your face but, hey, who's keeping track
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from 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.
- the way she wears her weary
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- she lit her thumb on fire
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- Every time that I tell her that I love her, I can taste my own hypocrisy
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- She thought about giving him her heart
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- She Will Have Her Way
- I ran over an old woman with her own car
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- She asked me to read her a poem
- 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 left her handwriting all over the calendar
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- serene. She sips her tea
- She practices her speech
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
- 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
- You gotta leave your mark somehow, and if you can't leave a purple face, leave something else!
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- Bathe her and bring her to me
- If you really care about someone, do not tell her to fuck off
- A soft wonder bites her lips
- I am a mental construct in her head
- The Nymph Complaining for the Death of her Faun
- Her way to the top
- Silver drops her vermeil cheeks depaint
- the pelican in her piety
- A salted moment of memories smudged across my face, and I’ve already forgiven her. It’s all over now
- He breaks her heart on a daily basis
- her eyes were brimming with souls
- do not look upon her; you shall be blinded
- Emily's Legs and Her Shoes
- Fields of sunshine bloom as the midnight in her dress falls away, replaced by moonlight.
- I told her I couldn't sleep
- The Old Woman And Her Pig
- I was sure it was her
- I don't think I would want to date her now, anyway
- My skin is dark. Hers is the color of certain lilies.
- The Huntress Neglects Her Children
- Center of her own attention
- Life's a Bitch and I'm Her Pimp
- Her photography captured little beautifuls and me
- Cherish her viscosity
- The Nun in her Smock
- the linear and the docile go feral at her command. we're on the run from rogue rivers and predatory trains.
- Just because I'm nice to her doesn't mean I want to fuck her
- Don't tell me about her
- GammaGirl, Nothing can slow her down
- My best friend reached her aphelion. Oh, and I'm in love with her.
- i always want to feel that pieces of her mind are with me.
- Take an object. Do something to it. Do something else to it.
- The Ground Beneath Her Feet
- If this were in person, I would have kissed her now
- I think I've forgiven her
- A New Student and Her Father
- notes I never gave her
- Tiny snow noises and her footsteps
- Her legs shifting underneath the desk
- Her presumptive green lipstick shown across the room
- Slap Her... She's French
- Herr Lehmann
- green blood excites her Japanese sweaters
- Bai Her 1 (user)
- Her Vision of Heaven
- The clockwork of her mind is unravelling, bits and pieces coarse with emotion
- And she's walking as if her feet hurt
- How the bitter old fart chased away the last fair child with any kindness in her heart and declared himself in the greatest ghost town ever created: a parable
- Why can't I get over her
- Take Her up to Monto
- I don't want to see her
- I still find strands of her hair in bed
- I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
- You can't stop thinking of her: this is how you explained it, a proof of your being in love.
- Of how Signy sent the Children of her and Siggeir to Sigmund
- Just kiss her
- The waitress unbuttoned her reticence slowly
- Her hand on my heart
- Inches away from her face
- Another bed she does not own
- I don't think of her
- Her Majesty
- to let her know
- Don't Kill Her Daddy with Careless Talk
- The World I Made for Her
- Today I saw her again
- Tell Laura I love her
- Want (the state of not having her)
- If you could see her through my eyes
- Only her big toes were painted
- The Pope and Her Yaks
- It clings to her like dedication in the rain
- I see drops of her everywhere
- She'd move, breaking the magnetism between her chair and my desk
- She's got Zelda Fitzgerald mercury in her veins
- what she's building now, it isn't much, but it's hers
- Her disconjugate smile
- I walked for a thousand miles to hear her laugh, then serenaded her in a field of fireflies.
- 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
- 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
- Do Her
- Her Handwriting
- Her Body Had Knots and Hollows
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