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She really does want to clap along, but at the same time she doesn't want to let the bird get out.
She doesn't really want a nice guy
if the truth drives me mad, that doesn't really say much for my previous state, does it?
does she need to touch her own face to know?
A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
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
does the girl really represent aching desire?
A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
It's too bad she won't live. But then again, who does?
And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
She doesn't need you, she wants you.
She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
Does the pace of technology outpace our ability to use it for good?
she lit her thumb on fire
I was hit by a train that doesn't really exist
I hide in the darkness of the cry that comes from her throat
I don't like her because she won't like 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.
If she really wanted to fit in, she'd get a smaller dog.
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 was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
She is not a girl, she is a woman. No, wait, she's a girl.
What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
She keeps her lies everywhere
She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
She doesn't look like Mother anymore
she does not know how much I need this (idea) mp3 (recording)
If a girl offers you her cheek, kiss her neck
The Girl with the Tears in Her Eyes
Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
before the internet when teen had REAL relationship the boy could look at the girl and judge the diameter of her thorax with his feelers and determine whether the mating ritual could commence but NO MORE. evil woman use her computer sorcery
She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
She always was devious in her beauty
The portion of her face she allows me to see
Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
She who abandons does not return
while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
She always confused her greys with white.
She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
I'm sorry I was speeding, officer, but I really have to get to the hospital
Is she really going out with him?
She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
The endless blue sky is not big enough to hold her memories, so it doesn't
Sandra will do as Sandra always does, that is, whatever she wants
Helping people cheat
I can't tell the girl I love that I love her
he doesn't know, but her eyes widen too far
The Adventures of The Black Girl In Her Search For God
I met her today, the girl I used to be
What really happens when boy meets girl
She doesn't like you
A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with her
She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
the unbeatable Squirrel Girl Vol.3, Squirrel, you really got me now
I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
How much does Milliways really cost?
She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
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
I have not been entirely truthful with you. I did gagoogidy that girl. I gashmoygadied her gaflavity with my googus.
A language full of words she understands, but does not know the sound of, yet.
She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
She practices her speech
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
She Will Have Her Way
The potential for brain damage really does get in the way of a good time
She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
She knows no truth except her own.
She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
she had already found her party
She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
she gave her heart to a falling star
Why is she really here?
Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
She asked me to read her a poem
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
every little thing she does is magic
I keep thinking I'm so tough but I rarely care enough to prove it. So am I really tough then? Or does every dog just have its day?
Another bed she does not own
She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
What doesn't kill you can only fuck you up for a really, really long time
Just because a man is nice to pretty girls, it doesn't make him a nice man
When you call a girl beautiful, what does it mean?
So her hat does not blow away
Does toilet paper go bad?
Just because I'm nice to her doesn't mean I want to fuck her
She has the biggest cock of any girl I know
Religion does not cure stupidity, nor does atheism cure it
Tender girl sipping and planning out her future
To a girl who thought she was moving away
Say that turning a teenage girl to stone is depriving the world of her
She doesn't need me anymore
I got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne
The Girl with the Sun in her Head
We can meet her for you wholesale: a dreaming girl's singularity
The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
God is a pretty girl across the bar who smiles and waves in your direction; and you think she is waving at you
girls, it's really not funny
a smiling girl with blonde eyelashes and a sundress. someday i'll find her
Just because she's nice to you doesn't mean she wants to fuck you
a girl and her dog
I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
7 things to say to a girl to make her fall in love with you
She wears her failed relationships like a shield
Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
She flies with her own wings
She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
If you really care about someone, do not tell her to fuck off
She thought about giving him her heart
What's she gonna look like with a chimney on 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.
she left her handwriting all over the calendar
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
At night, her eyes closed, she would
She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
serene. She sips her tea
She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
why she makes her wishes at 7:07
She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
the way she wears her weary
She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
she does not know how much I need this
Does porn increase the self-perceived value of pussy?
as she suddenly realizes that the Heart that she has been praying to did not send somebody... but is, instead, here.
Does shaking your head hurt your brain?

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