Findings:
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- thinking about her
- Her smile, thinking about you
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- She thought about giving him her heart
- How to drive a friend mad, and still feel good about yourself
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- A crazy ideological teenager who still thinks that clear, free, rational thinking can save the world
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- painting yourself into a corner today is better than spending a week thinking about painting
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
- She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- The things she wonders about
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- I will be the first thing you will be thinking about after you wake
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- She still has my Borges book
- Here's Me Inside Her But I Can Tell From Her Vagina She Doesn't Really Care
- She knows no truth except her own.
- 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
- It's not worth thinking about. Have some tea. Come walk with me.
- Thinking about seitan makes miso horny
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- You can't stop thinking of her: this is how you explained it, a proof of your being in love.
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- I have been thinking about kissing. A lot.
- I keep her in my pocket
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- when still her eyes held water
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- It is her name that I think of when I think about being in love.
- I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
- Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
- What the hell was she thinking?
- why are you still carrying her?
- She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
- she is still a ghost
- Nice Legs, Shame About Her Face
- I still can't think of anything about Fight Club that changed my life
- Like hands on a clock tell time without thinking about how long it's been
- She flies with her own wings
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- 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 still find strands of her hair in bed
- What are you thinking about?
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- she had already found her party
- wake up and find her still there
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- For when you and your shiftless friends are thinking about seeing a movie
- She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- she lit her thumb on fire
- 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.
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- serene. She sips her tea
- If you really care about someone, do not tell her to fuck off
- Her still wet hair
- She always confused her greys with white.
- She keeps her lies everywhere
- She spent most of the day sleeping in my shirt pocket
- Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
- She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
- Still she cried, and still the world pursues
- On she went. The woods were deep and still.
- She was thinking of a boy in California who had a couch and a job
- she gave her heart to a falling star
- I still find her feathers
- She is still undoing me.
- Hours pass, but she still counts the minutes
- At night, she still believes in him
- thinking about thinking
- When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
- Ducks can swim. What about her pearls?
- A different way of thinking about the stars
- Can we still like each other knowing the worst about each other?
- It is still hard to think about you without resorting to riddles and pointless pondering
- About the things you could not show her
- i don't spend a lot of time thinking about what it feels like to be gored by a chainsaw
- You can complain about athlete salaries all you want, but my voicemail is still empty.
- Don't tell me about her
- Why can't I stop thinking about you?
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- She told me she remembers three things about me
- 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 calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- thinking about the brain surgery of your psychoanalyst, whose name is john, will make you crazy in a new way
- What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- She always was devious in her beauty
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- I still love her (user)
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- the way she wears her weary
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- She Will Have Her Way
- you laugh and then you cry but you're still laughing but you miss her so damn much
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- She practices her speech
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
- It's been an hour. I still love 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
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- Does anyone still care about freedom?
- She asked me to read her a poem
- She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
- She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
- She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
- We only care about the cute animals, everything else is food
- What is this crap about trick-or-treating on Saturday?
- Feeling bad about a good deed
- The good thing about using a horribly outdated file system
- paradoxical thinking
- about box
- Things my mom doesn't argue with me about anymore
- The Trick About Thawing Grapes
- The secret truth about the PalmPilot
- One good thing about gangs
- What We Talk about When We Talk About Love
- Help me tell you a story about things and yourself, without pants
- A joke about tax collectors
- Quotes about robotic dinosaurs
- Your radical ideas about society, individualism, and religion have already occurred to others
- Your radical ideas about religion as a mechanism of social control have already occurred to others
- I don't give a DAMN about your character
- More Songs About Buildings and Food
- LPPR: Illegal Speech About Drugs
- You are the kind of girl my mother warned me about
- Doctors know nothing about drugs
- What Little I Know About Ingredients For Thai Cuisine
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