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She knew what she was doing
no ideas but in things
He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
there was at that moment no one more rightful dead than that unknown and faceless man
No important data was harmed by the ILOVEYOU worm
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
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.
I had no idea what he thought about me.
This is no joke; I always thought it was a company that made trench coats.
No one older than twenty-five was stupid enough to take a job here.
she does not know how much I need this (idea) mp3 (recording)
I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
She was very beautiful. Y'know?
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
She was so tall, and I was so in love
The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
she was just the dry smell of gasoline
When she was bad
Shiawase wa Tsumi no Nioi
No one was ever fired for buying IBM
why the Cold War was a stupid idea
There was no one waiting for me...
Foam on the tide is no more or less real than the sea, it simply is, was, will be
the Abayudaya sang, no one was hungry and herds of buffalo roamed the plains
Every Little Thing She Cooks with Bacon (idea) mp3 (recording)
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
The House on the Island Where She Was Born
The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
If the government wasn't involved in the Sept 11 attacks, what was it doing?
She was too beautiful to be human
And when she came back she was nobody's wife
someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
To a girl who thought she was moving away
I did not need it. I was strong. I was steady. I knew what I was doing.
No Idea
I was doing so well.
To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring - it was peace.
no exact amounts since I have no idea how many people you feed
I have no idea what you're talking about, so here's a picture of a bunny with a pancake on its head.
tonari no shibafu wa aoi
The night your father was stabbed in the back room of a convenience store. No mercy.
I was relieved to find my services no longer required
No shit, there I was
There are words. When new ideas confront us, we create new words. We forget that there are no words.
No one learned anything, because there was nothing to learn.
There is no Goddess but Goddess and She is Your Goddess
She knows no truth except her own.
Unfortunately, there was no applause
If you're not doing anything bad, you have no reason to fear free speech.
If you're not doing anything bad, you have no reason to fear government censorship.
I can't remember why I thought this was a bad idea
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
I'm sorry I was speeding, officer, but I really have to get to the hospital
She was never mine. I always shared her.
She was so pleased to learn that she was right
She dreamt she was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty field
She was the seed of a strange tomorrow
The flowers smiled, but she was gone
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
She always was devious in her beauty
it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
She probably thought your first language was English; your real first language was Joyce
She was cilantro, jalapeño, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
What the hell was she thinking?
She was pain and pleasure all at once, wrapped up in needles and Ramones T-shirts
I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
I was tired. It was late. She was Russian.
Because, perhaps she was cold
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
if I was doing it for compliments I would have stopped a lot sooner
She is and was
He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
She was free
She was the cutest necromancer I ever did see
Outside the train station she was the only person wearing an Orange raincoat and a look of surprise
Existentialism is that girlfriend who cheated on you. Postmodernism is who she was with.
For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
Creative Nomad Jukebox Zen
Every Little Thing She Cooks with Bacon (idea) mp3 (recording)
Every Little Thing She Cooks with Bacon (idea) mp3 (recording)
I have no idea!! (user)
No matter where I was, whisps of you haunted my thoughts
Wharfinger was no Shakespeare
do not believe that any idea is the end. there is no end to ideas.
Oh, no. Look, you've gone and made me optimistic. I was before, but now it is showing.
I stared into the muddled sky with tears running down my face in small rivers, and I knew then that there was no hope
Hayane hayaoki wa sanmon no toku
There was a land where lived no violets
the demon was an idea
How to tell when a journalist has no idea what they're talking about
finding no answer, she stepped closer
She is not a girl, she is a woman. No, wait, she's a girl.
I am no longer the foolish young man I once was
She's smarter than me but she's also more quiet, therefore she has no personality which makes me feel better
There Was No Leak
When I was young Time had no wings
Why, Martha, for the longest time there was no railway station in Slough!
No one ever said that the moral process of humanization was necessarily a pleasant thing.
When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
No vocabulary for the dread she feels
The smiles you smiled when you thought no one was looking
She was thinking of a boy in California who had a couch and a job
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning
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 was steady
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
She was locked in time
She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
"He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony

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