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her first time
I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
she lit her thumb on fire
she had already found her party
Wow, she is going in on that cornbread.
first date
She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
Is she really going out with him?
She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
First date in history
it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
She wears her failed relationships like a shield
She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
her eyes can't find you at first
She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
serene. She sips her tea
When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
does she need to touch her own face to know?
She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
This is the first time she's texted me since the morning she left.
Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
First date kissing
first date discovery
I don't like her because she won't like me
She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
She handed me my first sharpened pencil.
A date idea, but not for the first date
What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
Never Kill a Boy on the First Date
I don't think I would want to date her now, anyway
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
She was coming out as he was going in.
She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
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
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
She asked me to read her a poem
First letter from Seiji Koga to Yashuma Neiboku, dated 1810
First Letter from Yashuma Neiboku to Seiji Koga, dated 1810
She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
50 First Dates
How to: Mini Golf First Date
She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
The First Date
Her heart is in little tiny pieces that are going to blow away.
She probably thought your first language was English; your real first language was Joyce
First rule of dating: do not date the ascendant Buddha
She thought about giving him her heart
It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
She flies with her own wings
Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
The first time I saw her
My First Date with a Boy Named Innocence
The Extroverted Feeler's first date
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 was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
she left her handwriting all over the calendar
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
At night, her eyes closed, she would
The portion of her face she allows me to see
She was never mine. I always shared her.
Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
Telling Anna you love her the first time
She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
She Will Have Her Way
And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
the way she wears her weary
Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
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.
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
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.
while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
She practices her speech
A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
She knows no truth except her own.
She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
She keeps her lies everywhere
She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
She always was devious in her beauty
She bought a new smile every week when we first started seeing each other. Then I had to buy them.
she gave her heart to a falling star
She always confused her greys with white.
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 fell in love with her first
to date
International Date Line
dream date Ken
Avoiding date rape
epoch date
Date Masamune
sell by date
Intro (Release Date)
Wearing the reminders of past dates like cheap jewelry
Expiration Date
Medjool date
How to get a date in France
date movies for guys
The last girl I dated was a vegetarian. We couldn't go anywhere and so it just didn't work out.
the perfect dates
born on date
Schneider lens
dream date
Wearing nice underpants does not necessarily mean it's a date
sticky date pudding
I Don't Need to Have Children, I Date Them
star date
Coffee shop date
Dating your best friend
Royal Marines memorable dates
Date of loss
Determining the date and time of death
I love technology I just wouldn't let it date my sister
out of date
Mystery Date
Never date anyone you meet on the internet
There is no Goddess but Goddess and She is Your Goddess
44 Dates, Part 2
double date
play date
Exit date
Camille Paglia, date rape, and me
Include dates in your writeups
Must never have dated my friend Emily
Date line
My Blind Date Went to Hell
My Date with Drew
date insurance
get a date
Dressed for Prom, Date Never Showed
birth date
First World
First kiss

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