Findings:
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- Please tell me it will all be okay.
- 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.
- how many bird nests would be made from her lovely hair
- She tells stories as if she knows what the ending will be.
- She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- so that all her children will be adventurers in light
- May the wine be sweet. May the stories be heard. May the future bring me home.
- Trail your finger through the air, and then tell me you can't feel it
- 'C' may be for cookie, but that's not good enough for me, dammit!
- Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- Eating a live sea urchin while it's still squirming
- 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
- Tell him, she told me
- Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me
- I was raised on red pepper and blood. I am so hot if you strike me I will light like a match.
- 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
- If you meet a strange, confident woman, she may well be a witch
- If the earth won't be still, than I will.
- You touched me when I needed to be touched, and for that I will hold you in my heart forever
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- Tell me what I'm supposed to be feeling
- My heart is a still and my blood is whiskey. Take a shot of me beneath the moon.
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- These trains will be the death of me yet
- Your heart may be broken, but the world still rotates my dear friend
- The strengths that opposed your will shall be obedient fire in your blood
- How to be strong for her, when all you want is to depend on her
- There Will Be Blood
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- Don't tell me about her
- I may be cold and calculating, but that doesn't make me a computer
- If I tell you, ye will not believe: And if I also ask you, ye will not answer me, nor let me go.
- How to say "I can eat glass, it does not hurt me"
- She tells me she drives a truck.
- I will make your oppressors eat their own flesh and they shall be drunk with their own blood like wine
- I am a stranger. I come in peace. Take me to your leader, and there will be a massive reward for you in eternity.
- It will be a love story ... for she will be my heroine for all time
- She says kill. I say how many.
- How to tell whether a figure can be drawn in one stroke
- She is still undoing me.
- A child who will clearly grow up to be as demented as me
- I assume I am a visionary. You will not be able to convince me otherwise.
- Someday my life will be interesting, and I will come back and tell you about it then
- Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
- If Huey Lewis Isn't Still Cool Then How Can I Be?
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- I will go. I shall go. I'll see where the end may be.
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- How to tell a girl just wants to be friends
- Tell me what you read, and I will tell you who you are
- When she shouts BE QUIET THE NEIGHBORS WILL HEAR IF YOU'RE NOT QUIET
- She asked me to read her a poem
- Give me enough time, and I will find a new way to say devotion.
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- She Will Have Her Way
- How to tell when a guy just wants to be friends
- How to approach a developer who may well be working and ask him a question
- How, though the Sphere shewed me other mysteries of Spaceland, I still desired more; and what came of it
- My first comet
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- 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 ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- I'm waiting for what will make me stand still the rest of my life
- Tell me how you want to die, and I'll tell you who you are
- She told me to say that
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- How to tell when your dog just wants to be friends
- Please don't tell me how to do my job
- Anything you say can and will be used against you. (e2poll)
- Tell me what's real and I'll learn to be happy
- How to tell if it will fit around the corner
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- If we define things as unreal, they may still be real in their consequences
- I was not made for love songs, and love songs will never be made for me.
- She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her
- Tell Me a Story; the Catbox Story Archive
- You may call me R.J., you may call me Ray
- Oh be a fine girl kiss me right now sweetheart
- How long do you think I'll let you keep me here?
- Be still, my soul, be still
- I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it
- I wish I knew how it would feel to be free
- Mira, she says
- Will the Atomic Bomb Ever Be Perfected, and If So, What Becomes of Robert Heinlein?
- may their names be sung forever
- The war with the machines will not be fought on a battlefield
- Everything will be alright
- she couldn’t go and be beautiful
- How to tell if a girl's interested in you
- Sleep escapes me still
- How to distinguish a Dragon
- when strangers tell me to smile
- You tell me this is God?
- How to whistle through your fingers
- I like how your fingers trace the letters
- You will know your action. You are present there, not thinking of somewhere else you ought to be.
- she spent the night gingerly peeling me off the moon.
- let her take me, feed on me, devour me
- Can we still be friends?
- She knows no truth except her own.
- Your anti-religious stance may be confusing the organization of religion with religion itself
- let me tell you something about ghosts
- Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
- Somewhere there is a syphilitic prostitute who is going to tell me about India
- This Star Wars sheet may be worth something, but I just need a tablecloth
- If you tolerate this your children will be next
- To be this good will take Sega ages
- A tentative laugh, she expected to be interrupted
- Why Deeahblita will never be late again
- If you loved her, you'd be home by now
- I know it will get complicated and I know I may make it worse
- Never give an order you know will not be obeyed
- How can a thinking, rational adult be a monotheist?
- How the Internet came to be: The birth of the Internet
- There will be no more stories to read
- Will I be allowed back in the building?
- On she went. The woods were deep and still.
- How to avoid driving into your garage with your bike still on the car roof rack
- Time will tell
- A thousand years from now, we should have coffee and tell stories while the world disintegrates
- She said she loved me
- A few minutes is all it will take sometimes to completely undo me
- So while Faust is busy trying to wipe the blood off his face and Shorty's trying to claw his eyes out, I mosey away and try my hand at storming the castle
- Tell me your passionate cruelty
- Sketch me with charcoal. A pencil will never do, Argenis.
- Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
- If you behave there will be cake for the miscreants we call your brothers
- Tell me about my contradictions
- How Do You Want Me?
- confusion in her eyes that says it all
- 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
- How to be a jerk and piss off your SO
- Men And Women Will Never Be The Same
- Everything Quest: You kids stop your fighting or I will turn this car around so help me God
- How many ways can you say "It's stuff made from soy"?
- Meditation I: Of the Things which may be brought within the Sphere of the Doubtful
- Choose your next witticism carefully Mr. Bond; it may be your last
- tell me a story about sandcastles
- In the future, hairstyles will be just like they are now
- Things we say and do when we can't tell the truth
- I say to you: Make perfect your will.
- The next life will be better
- How interracial coupling can be eugenic
- my promise is broken—words will never be over
- Tell me a story about elephants
- They will be lucky for you. Allah favors the compassionate.
- Tell people they're beautiful and you will change the world
- Forsaken on the Moon, How Will We Breathe?
- Hello, I take Zoloft. I am so gloriously mentally ill! You will love me, yes?
- Don't tell me everything
- You Say You Don't Love Me
- How the Police tell if you are high
- She just looks at me
- Your smile was embarrassed. Your fingers were dew-covered. I am still smiling.
- How to Kill a Man With Two Fingers
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- I will be the first thing you will be thinking about after you wake
- node that will be my legacy
- How precious can human life be? There are six billion people on the planet!
- How to say "I love you"
- the trust I place in you is still in me
- Who Will Be There
- How to be a moron in any city but Baltimore
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