Findings:
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- 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
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- She asked me to read her a poem
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- The stars were bright that night she left me forever
- She loves me, she loves me not
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- 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 disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- But if life were only moments, then you'd never know you had one
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- she had already found her party
- She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- She loved me for my maths
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- She pulled the "I love you" on me
- She loved me for my brains not my body. It's what zombies do.
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- My mother loves me. She uses the good sandwich bags.
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- She hit me like thunder, and I had to lie down until I could breathe again
- She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
- She's smarter than me but she's also more quiet, therefore she has no personality which makes me feel better
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
- She said she loved me
- She Loves Me
- She Gave Sweet Love To Me
- She said she loved me. The knife came down.
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- You were never going to become more than this to me
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- She cleaned up for me at least.
- She knows no truth except her own.
- Loophole Abusing a Magic Cauldron, Chapter 14: Love Never Leave Me
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- Milk left on the counter overnight turned sour. She had turned as well.
- She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
- She kissed me gently, just once, then walked away crying
- She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
- I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me
- She told me to say that
- She only wants me for sex
- Her photography captured little beautifuls and me
- 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
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- I was wrong as a child, to think old people were stupid for asking me where the day had gone. Now I understand... we older people do not live.
- radios work better when closer to her skin
- I never stopped watching myself reflected in her eyes
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- She Fucks Me
- Sometimes I think you love that doomsday machine more than you love me.
- She dumped me when she found out I'd been faking my Scottish accent
- she seems bored with me after all this time
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
- she spent the night gingerly peeling me off the moon.
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- She Blinded Me With Science
- her arms around me
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- She looks at me and she laughs
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- let her take me, feed on me, devour me
- I put my head down and hoped to God she wasn't looking at me
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
- She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
- She keeps her lies everywhere
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- she gave her heart to a falling star
- 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
- 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
- serene. She sips her tea
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- That one makes me scream, she said
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- She thought about giving him her heart
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- There is nothing growing here, in the space between she and me
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
- Two condoms, she makes me wear
- her hate keeps me warm. her shadows keep me guessing.
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- Tell him, she told me
- She Will Have Her Way
- She left me on the boardwalk with my head held in my hands.
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- She doesn't need me anymore
- she looked at me then whispered, we are all made of stardust
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- She is still undoing me.
- Don't tell me about her
- She practices her speech
- She saved me from Hylas' fate
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with her
- Now she's in my doorway, accusing me with her soft breasts and long legs, strong hips.
- she, he, and me
- I would have tried, but Charlotte kept Charlotte in the world of Charlotte and she barely heard me
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
- She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- Bathe her and bring her to me
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
- 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.
- 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
- She always confused her greys with white.
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- I asked her not to forget me
- She flies with her own wings
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- She had incongruity for breakfast because she felt like it
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- I was not made for love songs, and love songs will never be made for me.
- She had never kissed someone so old.
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- She misses me
- Thou hast made me, and shall thy work decay?
- She approached me with some vague line
- Ayn Rand just doesn't work for me
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- I'm so sorry my brain works that way
- She who makes the Moon the Moon and, whenever she is full, sets the dogs to howling all night long, and me with them.
- I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
- She just looks at me
- She told me I'd make a good Satan
- She writes notes to me, to keep me in check
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- Anna and her Mother: spinning me in circles
- Honey, if you love me won't you please please smile?
- she lit her thumb on fire
- the way she wears her weary
- She only wants me for tech support
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- She wakes me up by tickling my feet
- She kills me
- She always was devious in her beauty
- She handed me my first sharpened pencil.
- I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
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