Findings:
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- That week with her was like drinking bubbles
- The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- The shrapnel of her self destructive nature
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- Food which was intended as such by nature
- All he left her was alone
- Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
- Taking advantage of her good nature
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- I was sure it was her
- 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.
- His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- Despite her station, the quarry was never alone
- I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- Her name was Natalie
- I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- She always was devious in her beauty
- Money was paper
- Port Townsend, Washington
- was hael
- I was a College Jeopardy! champion, Part 2
- Making sure your ballot was counted in a United States Election
- the dead had risen, and there was nobody to pump gas
- I learned never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there was still something there in the deep part of the well, and let it refill at night from the springs that fed it.
- Jesus Was a One Beer Queer
- I never even went to Las Vegas, and all I got was this lousy t-shirt
- In the end, it was a Good Thing that I rushed Pierre.
- Maxwell was certainly not surprised
- The Woman and Her Hen
- I daydream of her
- Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- How Ozma Refused to Fight for Her Kingdom
- Nice Legs, Shame About Her Face
- forget her (user)
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- Most of the men were disillusioned long before they met her
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- How He Didn't Understand Her Whichever
- September is hers
- The one the queen keeps her eye on
- In Her Shoes
- If You See Her, Say Hello
- Now she's in my doorway, accusing me with her soft breasts and long legs, strong hips.
- State of Nature
- An Inquiry into the Nature and Causes of the Wealth of Nations
- On the Nature of the Internet and Online Relationships
- The Nature of the Weapon
- Marilyn Monroe was a size 16
- There was a rose that faded young
- Jerry Was a Race Car Driver
- She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
- I was only following orders
- New Mexico, or was that Oklahoma?
- It was one of the worst things I have ever done
- Was it Heaven? Or Hell?: Chapter V
- I Was A Cow
- Raleigh Was Right
- I Was Born Yesterday
- Michael was special
- Once when I got like this I thought I was building a boat
- I Was a Teenage Werewolf
- Running a BBS
- Duvall, Washington
- So there I was, naked and hiding, facing the dissertation committee from the Isle of Lesbos
- Charles Bridgeman
- I was trying to show him my insides, you know. I like to share.
- God was in the west too, at one time.
- I was once young and had a home
- The Marlboro Man died of cancer, but he wasn't a rocket scientist when he was healthy, ha ha ha.
- I wish I was in New Orleans
- This node was made for you and me
- I Dropped Out of School, and All I Got Was This Necklace
- Rosy Palm and her five daughters
- Lady Daibu And Her Lover
- Since I left her
- Her Headlights Illuminated a Death
- One day I wrote her name upon the strand
- standing off to the side of the lobby, watching the hostess adjust her hair
- I fell in love with her first
- thinking about her
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair I
- So her hat does not blow away
- Her Violet Eyes
- spade-struck embers spark and flare the smoke what snarls up in her hair
- Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
- Ruth holding up time with her beauty
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- her face forms in summertime
- When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
- It's been an hour. I still love her.
- The unconscious nature of culture
- Nonmoral Nature
- Nature of the Beast
- The Consolation of Nature
- Descartes was wrong
- Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
- When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
- What was the question?
- In the Beginning was the Command Line
- I didn't want to know where I was conceived
- I was one of those girls
- Xanax was, indeed, fun.
- The art gallery was quiet as a church
- It was late when he came home; it woke you up
- Was Charles Darwin a Social Darwinist?
- When again between cities was comfortable and right
- When daddy was the handsome prince
- He was confirming to himself that they were laughing with him after all
- It was a pauper's laugh. It was what I could afford.
- When I Was Cruel
- At that time I was taken up with alchemy
- I wish I was a fish
- The beginning was the end
- I remember when it was me who made you want to take over the world and enslave humanity
- It was free, so I took it.
- By morning I will have erased all traces that I was ever here
- Outside the train station she was the only person wearing an Orange raincoat and a look of surprise
- I was adored once too
- When I was 9
- No one older than twenty-five was stupid enough to take a job here.
- Her back
- Calling her number and having a male voice answer
- Herr Bob (user)
- To Her Face
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- How Stella Got Her Groove Back
- I dream that I walk with her
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- The Tale of Sweet Cab-ij and all that Happened to Her
- Her protestations notwithstanding
- I will kiss her blemish
- So couch, I hear you've been sleeping with her
- Bai Her 1_root (category)
- Her Vision of Heaven
- Wild tides guard her secrets
- Her novice beauty
- Mathematics and nature
- Mother Nature (tm)
- Time, Entropy, and Cognition Are All the Same Thing
- The Computational Beauty of Nature
- what we call human nature is actually human habit
- Was (Not Was)
- It was a dark and stormy night
- Was not cleanly unmounted, check forced
- I wonder when I learned to smile when I was being hurt
- Lando was supposed to die
- Was I born to play?
- Well, I was tired of being 24 anyway, so there
- 1 1 was a racehorse
- Heinlein was right- writing IS a disease....
- Was it something I said?
- I was alive again
- Einstein Was A Vegetarian
- I was a free man once, in Saigon
- The German textbook that was written by Morrissey
- I Was Lost and You Found Me
- There Was a Child Went Forth
- Battle Ground, Washington
- When I was little my mother told me not to sit close to the T.V., so when I was six I did.
- When I was Fair and Young
- back when our blood was still warm
- Existentialism is that girlfriend who cheated on you. Postmodernism is who she was with.
- I was less than one hundred footsteps away from you I suppose
- This is a node that was solely created to fill the PQ criteria. Klaproth Ahoy!
- I'm Rudy Giuliani! I was mayor of New York on 9/11! I Should Be The President!
- it was true then
- What was it? What of it?
- His 'N' Hers
- Pig on her back
- Somewhere someone is tired of taking her shit
- From Her to Eternity
- Documenta, the Child-Bride, bares her legs for the Ravenous Wolves of the Grey Hour
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