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She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
He loved Big Brother.
does she need to touch her own face to know?
If you loved her, you'd be home by now
Do You Believe In True Love, She Asks
She hated the screen porch, but she loved the heat
Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
She always confused her greys with white.
serene. She sips her tea
Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
She Gave Sweet Love To Me
She Loves You
I can't tell the girl I love that I love her
love is a big perspective
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
The portion of her face she allows me to see
Telling Anna you love her the first time
What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
All acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
She practices her speech
My best friend reached her aphelion. Oh, and I'm in love with her.
Every time that I tell her that I love her, I can taste my own hypocrisy
She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
She thought about giving him her heart
She keeps her lies everywhere
She is what happens when silence makes love with night.
She was so tall, and I was so in love
If she didn't love you she would kill you
Our love is eternal. The night will end. The dragon is forever. Good wil prevail. Mother sits on her throne.
she gave her heart to a falling star
Big Love
She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
Tell Stacey I love her
She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
My love in her attire doth show her wit
She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
I think I fell in love with her right then and right there
You can't stop thinking of her: this is how you explained it, a proof of your being in love.
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
At night, her eyes closed, she would
I love her backwards
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
I fell in love with her first
she had already found her party
The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
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.
She Will Have Her Way
She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
How long have you been in love with her?
she lit her thumb on fire
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 Called in Her Soul to Come and See
She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
The endless blue sky is not big enough to hold her memories, so it doesn't
She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
She pulled the "I love you" on me
She Loves Me
She said she loved me
Each month I love in her own way
7 things to say to a girl to make her fall in love with you
She said she loved me. The knife came down.
A woman will do anything if she loves you.
She loves me, she loves me not
She loved me for my brains not my body. It's what zombies do.
The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
She loved me for my maths
She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
My mother loves me. She uses the good sandwich bags.
It’s herself she didn’t love
It will be a love story ... for she will be my heroine for all time
She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
Only her big toes were painted
She flies with her own wings
She wears her failed relationships like a shield
I don't like her because she won't like me
They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
Love, War, and Elements of Style in The Big Sleep
She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
she left her handwriting all over the calendar
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.
When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
She was never mine. I always shared her.
I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
I ate her love like a nine-piece bucket of chicken
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
Tell Laura I love 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 has big eyes and a slightly cracked voice
She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
I still love her (user)
And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
It is her name that I think of when I think about being in love.
the way she wears her weary
When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
He loved her so much, he wanted to do her autopsy
if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
Bleed to Love Her
why she makes her wishes at 7:07
She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
It's been an hour. I still love her.
I fell in love with her fist
She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
She knows no truth except her own.
She asked me to read her a poem
She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
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 always was devious in her beauty
Jackdaws love my big sphinx of quartz
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 crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
Our love is eternal. The night will end. The dragon is forever. Good will prevail. Mother sits on her throne.
I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
I'm in love with a big black man named "Flower"
big blue room
Big Gay Al
There is no Goddess but Goddess and She is Your Goddess
The Big Enchilada
Big Brother and the Holding Company
Big Trouble in Little China
Big Badlands
Big deal
Big Fun
big number
The Big Blue
Big Daddy Kane
Big Daddy
Big Giant Head
I was a young boy that had big plans

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