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Tell me what you read, and I will tell you who you are
People tell us who they are, but we ignore it, because we want them to be who we want them to be.
Seven for a magpie who tells me where to go
Tell me how you want to die, and I'll tell you who you are
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
Men are designed to be good hunters, but it's women who are born killers
If I tell you, ye will not believe: And if I also ask you, ye will not answer me, nor let me go.
Charlotte, who, like a lot of low-maintenance women, cannot tell a lie, said, Yes.
Tell me a story about a burro, standing atop a mesa, surrounded by a flock of geese, being fed by a weathered old man wearing nothing but a Jimmy hat
Somewhere there is a syphilitic prostitute who is going to tell me about India
there are people who are gone but wanted me to be happy
But who codes the coders?
So then I tried staring into the abyss, but it got distracted by a weasel and ditched me
I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me
Hello, I take Zoloft. I am so gloriously mentally ill! You will love me, yes?
I'd tell you but then I'd have to kill you
I may be cold and calculating, but that doesn't make me a computer
In a room of jesters, a lone monk is obviously a buzzkill. But in a room of monks, it's a lone jester who's a buzzkill.
I'm happy but you don't like me
You say you love; but with a voice
Tell me what I'm supposed to be feeling
Tell me again why it is that I love
Tell me your passionate cruelty
Wait Wait...Don't Tell Me!
The Princess Who Kicked Butt
love me less, but, love me for a long time...!
I would have tried, but Charlotte kept Charlotte in the world of Charlotte and she barely heard me
This is my truth tell me yours
I will tell you the phrase, but you must never speak it out loud. If you do, you will surely die.
I didn't have the heart to tell him I was lying about taco night, but at least the hellhound made some friends
Who would cry for me should I die tonight?
Please don't tell me how to do my job
Help me tell you a story about things and yourself, without pants
Tell Me What
Take Off My Pants and Tell Me You Love Me and I'll Laugh in Your Face and Call You a Slut
Tell me where is Fancy bred?
Remind Me Who I Am, Again
She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
Oh, no. Look, you've gone and made me optimistic. I was before, but now it is showing.
I used to like it, but it makes me sick to the stomach
The bastards hung me in the spring of '25, but I am still alive.
but you should be right here, right next to me
I know it's boring to go on about it, it bores me to sleep, but what the hell, why doesn't it fade
Perhaps pain will stop me where good sense and virtue have failed
you can give up, but there will always be those who do not
But I'm a good person! Yeah great you wanna help me with this or what?
You beat it in me, that part of you/But I'm gonna split us back in two
They blew up the world, but what really pisses me off
Wandering about with keys dangling from an oversized shoelace around your neck
Tell me a story about rains
Though you can tell me
Why tell me that?
I like you. Now let me tell you all my flaws.
Please tell me everything, this means you, I am hungry and also
Tell me about your secret places
To a Poet, who would have me Praise certain Bad Poets, Imitators of His and Mine
To the three girls who stopped me today on my way to class
Tell me something dangerous and true
Anybody who gets married before the age of 25 scares me a little
If you ask me about winter, I'll tell you about
If you ask me about autumn, I'll tell you about
when strangers tell me to smile
Human eye, capable of perception but always subject to biased inhibitions
"Excuse me, but could you drop your large backpack somewhere else, please?" A (almost) christmas nodermeet in the East End
He comforted me when he thought I needed it, but never when I really did
Women are from Earth, but men only wander it
Our obsessions almost killed me, but now here we are, talking like normal human beings
She's smarter than me but she's also more quiet, therefore she has no personality which makes me feel better
For every rich man who tries to leave this world for a better one with his fancy tomb surrounded by mourners, there are many more who perish alone in the cold, forgotten by all but God.
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.
I don't believe in God or the soul but these machines can make me cry
The bastards got me but they won't get everybody
Give me chastity and continency, but not yet
your fake name is not for everyone but good enough for me
Of course they want to come here. Who doesn't? Besides the people from Los Angeles, but we don't speak of them.
I swear I just came here for a sandwich, but do you remember me?
I'm beginning to think that nothing I think or say makes sense to anyone but me
I love you, but I dare not tell you.
I would've taken an axe to it, but I'm pretty sure the dryad would have pulverized me
I Love Them But They Don't Love Me
we lost a million men but we got a million more
as you get older, a lot falls away. but i am not here to tell you not to worry. i am here to give you tools.
Tell me a story about trains
Austin Powers 2: The Spy Who Shagged Me
in this world there are no equals but some day you will surpass me
It wasn't so much a trip down memory lane as it was me carjacking someone's memorymobile and speeding off down the freeway, but I digress.
The Spy Who Loved Me
For the man who inspired me to dance
I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
The people who matter most to me are the ones who make me laugh
To the man who keeps happening to me
Anonymous Men Think They Can Talk To Me
Tell me of good things that are happening in life
May those who are born after me
tell me the truth
Tell me another lie
A child who will clearly grow up to be as demented as me
Squirrels are trying to tell me something
Don't tell me everything
I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
Desperate guys who 'talk' me for no apparent reason
Forgive me for who I am when I wake up
Daddy, stop hitting me and tell me you love me
If you ask me about summer, I'll tell you about
You tell me this is God?
Tell me a story about flowers
Tell me about your faith
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me
I want a slow low hum to rock me to sleep: Tell me your dream
Religion doesn't allow me to be who I am
To a Young Lady Who Sent Me a Laurel Crown
Is it you, Sir, who cut me? Or is it I who cut you?
I may not have had enough of me but I've had enough of you
Tell me what God is like, cause I'm starting to forget
She who makes the Moon the Moon and, whenever she is full, sets the dogs to howling all night long, and me with them.
This is me. This is who I am. The numbers shouldn't matter.
My first comet
The gun is good. The penis is evil. The penis shoots seeds, and makes new life, and poisons the earth with a plague of men, as once it was. But the gun shoots death, and purifies the earth of the filth of brutals. Go forth and kill!
I was once smaller than a jellybean, but now look at me - I am macroscopic!
Men may cry "Peace! Peace!" but there is no peace
Music that is either by the Sonic Youth or by some band that is ripping off the Sonic Youth, but you can't tell which
Girls possess me but they're never mine.
World, take care of me. You don't owe it to me, but I don't know any better.
Looking like a pirate is fun but only having one eye annoys me
I won't tell you the real reason why I hate you, but I'll tell you another which is just as good
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.
Gods exist but will only talk to those who stay awake after bedtime under the covers.
War is hell but men like it
Nobody Knows It But Me
Being a dickhead
It's too bad she won't live. But then again, who does?
Can I play with your breasts? Yes, but don't get out of the yard.
Maybe I'm naive but this type of website bugs me
New York I Love You, But You're Bringing Me Down
But beauteous fields lie just before me
you never felt her hot blood on your face but, hey, who's keeping track
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
As Guan Yu would surrender to the Han, but not to Cao Cao, I will surrender to you, but not to your desire to control me.
curiosity killed the cat, but it never hurt me
We said nay, we are but men
We all love movies and books about us owning ourselves
But who nodes the noders?
he touched me then, but I forgot to feel
You don't know me, but someday you will
I was pretty sure that wasn't how slasher films were supposed to end, but you won't see me complaining.
And then they came for me, but the bridge would not ignite.
I am capable of poetic language, but not always of poetry
I like the city, but the city doesn't like me
"This sandwich is great, but it could be better if it had tomatoes and also gave me super powers."
I may never be queen, but you will never break me
The Tesla Coil made me cry, but I got a free lunch out of it.
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
one was giving me the eye but nothing came of it
They say time makes things easier but only time will tell
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can make me think I deserved it.
There's someone in my head but it's not me
She might not need me. But then again she might.
seek ye not knowledge, but understanding
it made me sick but kept me warm
it'd break my heart but if i knew you got away it'd give me peace of mind till the day i die
Nobody for me but you
I don't know why but I always love episodes without words. like just something about them makes me feel calm or something..
The dead eat it always, but the living who eat it die slowly
I could never draw but they made me an artist
A letter to those who have impressed me
But what's stopping me from staring at the stars now?
one kiss: bad for me, but i give in so easily. i'm weak.
Nah, these random encounters with beautiful strangers won't destroy me at all. But I guess I thought it'd be a good way to die at the time.
'C' may be for cookie, but that's not good enough for me, dammit!
Tell me a story about being really alive
Trail your finger through the air, and then tell me you can't feel it
You know to me she's but a fetish
Yes me, right now
You just have to tell me these things, okay?
Fuck you; I won't do what you tell me!
Tell me a story about elephants
Tell all the Truth, but tell it slant

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