Findings:
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- He was there, and then he wasn't, and with him went those memories
- What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
- Jesus said, "I love him, for he is my brother." He was talking about everyone.
- Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- She thought about giving him her heart
- How He Didn't Understand Her Whichever
- When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
- If you meet the Buddha on the road, ask him how far it is to the next gas station. *Then* kill him.
- 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 disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- How Could You Want Him (When You Know You Could Have Me)?
- I married him because he was not mean
- If I didn't ask, I'd never know (how much you hate me)
- He cries for me, all these years later. He'll never stop 'til I join him in the grave.
- I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- How Candide Found His Old Master Pangloss Again and What Happened to Him
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- I met him two days ago and now he wants to fly me to Peru
- The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
- He was confirming to himself that they were laughing with him after all
- An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- It's not so much that I like him as a person God, but as a boy he's very handsome
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
- her hate keeps me warm. her shadows keep me guessing.
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- I think he only loves the world for him.
- A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
- Professionals HATE him!
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- if you buy into the wizard's bullshit, soon you're all standing waist-deep in things you didn't even know could exist and no one has any clue how to stop him
- How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
- The one he murdered once still loves him
- They will love him long after he is gone.
- Jen, I really hate him
- 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.
- How long have you been in love with her?
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- All he left her was alone
- Don't kill your invisible husband to see what he looks like or you'll sob your heart out. But don't worry about the millions of invisible men coming to attack your village because they won't kill you if you don't know how to fight them.
- If there is a God, I hate her
- 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
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- I was trying to show him my insides, you know. I like to share.
- I knew enough about him to know his name and what kind of snowball he could make
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- You can't stop thinking of her: this is how you explained it, a proof of your being in love.
- I never learned how to stop loving him
- How Candide Escaped from the Bulgarians and What Befell Him Afterward
- Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
- How to be strong for her, when all you want is to depend on her
- I hate Creed--Or how I know there are 52 Advil in my apartment
- She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
- Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- making certain he was touching her
- She hated the screen porch, but she loved the heat
- He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
- How Till Eulenspiegel's mother told him to learn a trade
- With him it was always like
- Zip him back up, he sucks.
- Strange man makes permanent visit
- And we killed him and he's dead.
- He Hate 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.
- How to approach a developer who may well be working and ask him a question
- Oh Shit. How can I take him home to Mother?
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- Tell him, she told me
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- I killed him today, he who does not exist
- He said I'm better off without you, 'til I showed him my tattoo
- Perhaps, like orange juice, I will grow to love him.
- He loved her so much, he wanted to do her autopsy
- I never met him. He broke my heart.
- He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- I didn't love him until I feared I would lose him. One does not love breathing.
- He who has ears, let him hear
- makes you wonder how you ever felt affection for somebody who could hate you so
- he gives rest unto him who comes at the eleventh hour
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- relatedly somehow, there was a point a few years ago when I learned how to terrify
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- I had to call my father this evening and tell him I was dying.
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- It was the tree that gave him away.
- Let's shoot Cupid, see how he likes it
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- She won't kiss him until she marries him
- When she is talking to him
- That's Just How He Was
- He forgets I am my own fierceness; it's not for him
- He stretched out his arms but she was not there
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- how many bird nests would be made from her lovely hair
- She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- The Last Thing He Expected to Happen to Him in Hollywood
- he can find a cure for us, if we help him
- She quietly hugged him back. At 8:30 she ate the rest of him.
- She always was devious in her beauty
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
- How Stella Got Her Groove Back
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- How Candide Was Brought Up in a Magnificent Castle and How He Was Driven Thence
- If he's late, you can always start without him
- the magic that was meant to capture the outlaw instead transformed him into a monster
- 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
- she had already found her party
- How Marsha Davis got her boyfriend
- Is she really going out with him?
- She Misses Him
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- He taught me how to smoke
- At night, she still believes in him
- That week with her was like drinking bubbles
- Now he dances to bring her back.
- She Bit Him In Two
- I think I fell in love with her right then and right there
- She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
- I didn't have the heart to tell him I was lying about taco night, but at least the hellhound made some friends
- I never heard him say "I love you"
- She could not live with or without him
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- How Ozma Refused to Fight for Her Kingdom
- Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
- Nobody likes me, everybody hates me, think I'll go eat worms
- So - you've been making love to me ten thousand miles away - how tantalizing.
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- As she waits to tell him
- How you gonna keep her down on the farm
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
- A poem for when I loved him
- his whole life, like a thundercloud, out in front of him
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- To Him She Is A Beauty
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- How I invented Anna and made her a character in all my stories
- He had fallen in love, but I'm pretty sure the hellhound was only in it for the belly rubs
- There is none like unto Him
- Of how Signy sent the Children of her and Siggeir to Sigmund
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- when you reflect that john now knows how he's going to die.
- I ate her love like a nine-piece bucket of chicken
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- 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
- I gave her two daisies. This is how I met your mother.
- She asked me to read her a poem
- That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
- all I ever learned from love was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
- he taught me to fly then took away my sky
- My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me
- The Story of the Envious Man and of Him Who Was Envied
- love is such a more sustainable energy to draw from than hate
- He gave her a daisy
- pretends to sleep as he looks her over
- he has her eyes
If you Log in you could create a "I hate him for how he took my love away from me, those years ago. I hate him for how she loved him with a passion and a fury that she never showed to me. I hate him for having her like putty in her hands and stretching her to her breaking point. I hate him because like her, she had a love that was strong enough to kill and die in an instant and then threw it away. I hate him for how he left her when she was pregnant, and then came back like nothing had changed. I hate him for how he wasn't even there for his son's birth. I hate him for how he didn't meet the kid until he was six months old. I hate him for how her daughter is wrapped around this monster's little finger." node. If you don't already have an account, you can register here.