Findings:
- Leaving her lipstick on a glass as a reminder.
- Her presumptive green lipstick shown across the room
- That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
- in her bones
- he has her eyes
- Agenda for a Leaving Morning Tea
- lipstick dyke
- glass tty
- Venetian glass
- Shattered Like a Glass Goblin
- Through the Looking Glass - Chapter 1
- Bristol Blue Glass
- glass girl (user)
- Boo Boo Glass
- The glass is full.
- mt glass (user)
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- Bathe her and bring her to me
- If you really care about someone, do not tell her to fuck off
- Helping people cheat
- On Her Face
- At the Cross her Station Keeping
- Der Herr der Ringe
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- The first time I saw her
- woman and her husband
- It is her name that I think of when I think about being in love.
- Her Unhappyluck
- i kissed her one last time, then walked out of her life forever
- She practices her speech
- I like it when I dream of her. It's the only time we get to talk.
- I told her the driftwood looked like Spain
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- If there is a wise woman, it is her
- Here her lesser words were freed to tumble
- Valerie and Her Week of Wonders
- Song for Leaving
- It is in the leaving
- lipstick lesbian
- Perpetual reminder to myself: good sex is possible
- stained glass
- The Glass Menagerie
- safety glasses
- stained glass lead knife
- City of Glass
- Through the Looking Glass - Chapter 11
- SegaScope 3D Glasses
- Project Looking Glass
- Through A Glass Darkly
- Glass Jaw
- The glass is half full when it comes to your life up until this point. The glass is half empty when it comes to everything you've missed out on.
- The Old Woman And Her Pig
- I was sure it was her
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- Sleepless amid her ships, her houses, her incalculable wealth
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- If you loved her, you'd be home by now
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- Calling her absence an example of negative space
- The old man on the bench, for example, made her cry
- Ducks can swim. What about her pearls?
- Zebras painted on her walls
- I still love her (user)
- She Will Have Her Way
- I miss her
- All he left her was alone
- World In Her Eyes
- confusion in her eyes that says it all
- Mom takes off her cape
- Searching for her silver light
- Mr. Clean will clean up everything you hold dear, leaving you crying, sanitized and utterly alone
- The city knows I'm leaving
- Lipstick indicator
- Rose-tinted glasses
- magnifying glass
- Drinking carbonated beverages whilst wearing eye glasses
- The Glass Menagerie: Scene IV
- The Glass Slipper Project
- glass closet
- The Glass Family
- Leslie Glass
- round, dark glasses
- The Glass Cat Finds the Black Bag
- The Ground Beneath Her Feet
- If this were in person, I would have kissed her now
- I think I've forgiven her
- A New Student and Her Father
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- Performing her communion with quick slashes up and down her arm
- 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 left her handwriting all over the calendar
- At her mirror, his muse
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair VI
- On Her Majesty's Service
- Sleep to Dream Her
- His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
- seagulls screaming kiss her kiss her
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- Only your ink stains on her skin
- Her body my platter, my secret her joy
- I fell in love with her fist
- She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
- A queen in her own sense
- Her Final Hunt
- Our love is eternal. The night will end. The dragon is forever. Good will prevail. Mother sits on her throne.
- Leaving the Warlock
- The Leaving of Liverpool
- lipstick feminism
- Philip Glass
- Glass maker
- The Parting Glass
- The condom is the glass slipper of our generation
- Life in a Glass House
- Through the Looking Glass - Chapter 2
- glass transition
- milk glass
- Glass Cheque
- Google Glass
- Take Her up to Monto
- I don't want to see her
- I still find strands of her hair in bed
- She flies with her own wings
- The Dancefloor is our Mother. Her heart beats at 125 BPM.
- I hide in the darkness of the cry that comes from her throat
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- serene. She sips her tea
- A rose in candlelight, her curves dance upon the wall
- Her black eyes were surely the source of my angst
- Diana and Her Companions
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- Her smile
- If You See Her, Say Hello
- do not look upon her; you shall be blinded
- Uh Huh Her
- It's hers elf, that's the problem.
- I have not been entirely truthful with you. I did gagoogidy that girl. I gashmoygadied her gaflavity with my googus.
- 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
- i'm leaving teethmarks on your striptease
- red lipstick
- A reminder to George W. Bush
- Looking Glass
- frosted glass
- glass transition viscosity
- Why do so many people wear glasses?
- The Glass Bees
- Through the Looking Glass - Chapter 12
- Men seldom make passes at girls who wear glasses
- Jack Glass
- Things to consider when buying glasses
- The glass is half full
- She was feminine in the most displaced sense I had ever seen, a known quality refracted through stained glass windows.
- ground glass opacities
- I don't think of her
- Her Majesty
- to let her know
- Don't Kill Her Daddy with Careless Talk
- I don't think I would want to date her now, anyway
- My mother wants her mother to die
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair
- Lucy Thinks Ricky Is Trying to Murder Her
- Can You Forgive Her?
- somewhere her voice in the night whispering leaves
- Admiring the sanctity of her place settings
- And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
- I keep her in my pocket
- Is this the world of her heart?
- echoes of her glisten in your eyes; i also tear but without linger
- Just because I'm nice to her doesn't mean I want to fuck her
- you never felt her hot blood on your face but, hey, who's keeping track
- She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
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