Findings:

• we can push our own buttons like adolescent gods
• You shine in the eyes of lovers we complicate, accidentally, lending our own critiques and eyebrows to time
• Let us be our own pornographers
• Maybe when we drown the fish will be our friends
• Attempting to harness the engine of our own destruction, only humans are so foolish.
• We would rather drown in a sea of tears than alter our beliefs.
• Legislation to save us from our own stupidity
• We stole the guest list and replaced it with our own
• Farewell to one of our own, one of our best (document)
• we will replace the stars with machines of our own creation
• if we are to be lies, we will be lies of our own making
• Monsters of our own longings
• our own personal movies
• our own little patch of dixie
• The land of our fathers, stolen before we knew it was our own
• Who owns our writeups?
• we are starving because we are afraid of our own hearts, and there must be another way
• We each deal with our own demons
• geniuses in our own time
• moment after moment, we have to find our own way
• Why don't we become completely independent and make our own everything
• Killing Our Own
• A Riot of Our Own
• in cities not our own
• It is Folly to Measure the True and False by Our Own Capacity
• Can we ever truly act against our own interests?
• drown
• drowned in a pool
• Is it less painful to drown in salt water or fresh water?
• The ringing has been drowned out by voices
• On a favourite cat, drowned in a tub of gold fishes
• Drown Me Not, You Cruel Tears
• The Fish and the Drowned Man
• Drowned Ammet
• Can you drown a fish?
• drown (user)
• I could drown in your eyes
• She drowns quietly and without complaint
• Drowned Wednesday
• The shower drowns out the shutter-click.
• Let's smash letterboxes and drown postcards and slaughter postmen.
• They Were Wrong, So We Drowned
• Where the stars do drown
• How to not drown in the surf
• would float or tread water. Or drown in it.
• The river flows and I will drown myself.
• In Careless Act, 17 Drown, 3 Survive.
• the river doesn't need a name to drown you
• A few wisps of clouds linger, reluctant ghosts of drowned fisherman
• Hope runs down the crevices of your soul and drowns you
• She's a Late Spring Storm and I am Begging to Drown in the Downpour
• left up to you i'd drown in the desert
• When someone was willing to drown with me, I really didn't want to drown anymore
• Our Lady Peace
• The United States' upcoming war with China
• our first time
• the better angels of our nature
• Some of our best friends are three minutes long
• TV is the alien sitting in our home
• Time has imprisoned us in the order of our years
• We are Our Stories
• Our Balls Are Bigger
• They killed our Lord
• Our Father
• Do we forgive our fathers in their time or in our time?
• the world will be remade in our image
• Our way or the highway
• parlance of our times
• We nod our approvals in other ways
• Semen Vampire Succubus
• Ain't Nobody's Business if You Do: The Absurdity of Consensual Crimes in Our Free Country
• our sun
• -our
• Ours
• our new friend, the ten-foot pole
• Things that give our life meaning
• Our work and why we do it
• Nazi Supermen Are Our Superiors
• a copy of our home game
• Bad Boys Rape Our Young Girls But Violet Gives Willingly
• What Happened to Our Two Travelers with Two Girls, Two Monkeys, and the Savages, Called Oreillons
• Our last conversation
• We must increase our bust!
• Our Dumb Century
• Reform our politics
• The television screen of our collective unconscious
• Our Position Against Suicide
• Is our ultimate economic goal death?
• On Seeing a Piece of Our Heavy Artillery Brought into Action
• A Mighty Fortress Is Our God
• Of our Methods of Recognizing one another
• Let's just turn our children into burbling idiots
• Our Singing Strength
• Concerning our Priests
• Of the Doctrine of our Priests
• Perhaps God is our future, not our past
• Our Delaware
• the stars that change our minds
• If by Dull Rhymes our English must be Chain'd
• Our Old Feuillage
• Six Myths of Our Time
• Our Lady of Mount Carmel
• Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God as we understood Him
• Admitted to God, to ourselves and to another human being the exact nature of our wrongs
• If our genitalia were on our hands
• A Proposal For An Expedition To Our Hollow Earth
• The world would be in much better shape if our leaders were hamsters
• Texas, Our Texas
• I don't think we're old enough to know if we're alcoholics at our age
• If we had a more developed tailbone, would we wag our tail?
• Does the pace of technology outpace our ability to use it for good?
• Everything is the Endless Exposition of Our Existence
• We only use 10% of our brain
• Our Rubbish Dreams
• Why do we think we can give a score to our happiness?
• Be our drone
• No Regrets for Our Youth
• One Man Army
• Do's Intro: Our Purpose - The Simple Bottom Line
• Your beliefs are your concern, just please don't let them creep into our secular argument
• our sister
• Passing through the barrier of our eyes
• The Year of Our Lord
• Eyesight resolution
• thefez: our global nightmare
• This is our ool. Notice there is no P in it. Please keep it that way.
• All our Lousy Candidates
• Our memory of the moments
• Tenchi, go get some more *hic* TEA!
• Giving our kids something to rebel against
• Misconceptions about our conception
• C'est un ours mal léché
• When you had left our pirate fold
• with cat-like tread upon our prey we steal
• The condom is the glass slipper of our generation
• We are all sitting on our asses, simultaneously staring blankly at computer screens all over the world
• Our Final Goodbye
• Governments cannot be trusted with our personal information
• How Our Bodies Are Used--and Our Minds
• Our Name is Mud
• I'd love to go back to the late 80's and tell them about our time
• Our Town
• Math is not a social construct: Our understanding of math is a social construct
• If you don't want us to look at your breasts, don't shove them in our faces
• 'Twas people! People soiled our green!
• Our American Heritage, Volume 1
• Pain and beauty, our constant bedfellows. Young as I was, I understood.
• We left our dead where they lay and the sand preserved them
• We're on our way to being GODS!
• Who's Rating our Games?
• Happy endings are not our birthright.
• The leaky ceiling saved our night
• Our hearts were hard, but they were warm
• Sprillowed Sprawling Predictions on Our Future
• The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
• We are the People Our Parents Warned Us About
• Our love sustains me far beyond the gold horizon
• Our sensei
• Why the alternate worlds in science fiction are never our world
• Why do we hurt when our loved ones die?
• Our Lady of Lourdes (user)
• Nostalgia filled our lungs every time we inhaled
• There's no 'eak' in our off-peak
• Changing our lives
• Death is our business and business is good
• Our Share of Night to Bear
• Anarchism and Our Times
• Why should we trust our conscience?
• The Enemies of Our Enemies
• Grave Are The Hairs On Our Asses
• Our warning signs will protect us
• Dreams Of Our Fathers
• the death of our flowers
• Gravity's on our side
• Our little girl Susan is a most admirable slut, and pleases us mightily
• The Dancefloor is our Mother. Her heart beats at 125 BPM.
• Our Fathers of Old
• Our Bodies, Ourselves

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