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I was raised on red pepper and blood. I am so hot if you strike me I will light like a match.
I don't remember what life was like when I was seven. I like the taste of air. What should I do?
Oh it's all so soft and lovely with you
What seemed like tenderness was really weakness
I was so cool, that first afternoon
so my crowd was Catholic, Protestant, atheist, confused, and white
What if architecture was like web design?
Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives.
If I was beautiful like you
I was doing so well.
Oh My Gosh (user)
Oh, look at me, I'm so drunk
Gosh! That single kiss made me feel like I'm charged up with the power of a million exploding suns!
Never felt so much like singing the blues
Been Brown So Long, It Looked Like Green to Me: The Politics of Nature
Mr. Lunch liked to chase birds. In fact, he was a professional.
On what it is like to be so crazy you can't sleep
She didn't write like Emily Dickinson, but she did live in a house overlooking a cemetery, and I guess he thought that was important.
Morning was like an ex-wife's bruises
I like you. Why are you so weird?
Napster was like the lamp with the wrong pricetag
She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
So I was cold chillin on the corner on a hot summer's day
There was just the magic I'd brought and laid there over the years, piled up in the corners like twinkling dust bunnies
I tiptoe back into myself so I can run from what I was
so fragile and cold, i was
The serpent was in the garden again, but there weren't any apples left in the tree, so I figured things were cool.
When I was little my mother told me not to sit close to the T.V., so when I was six I did.
Oh, when I was in love with you
The sound was starting to get stuck in my head like "It's a Small World"
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid
I was expecting it to hurt like a fuck
I am going to rewrite you so that I can still like people.
When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
Jesus was a reactionary reformer, just like Martin Luther in later years.
I felt I was part of something, like a voice in a crowd or an island in a sea
They made the sunrise for people like us just so we have an excuse for why we're still up.
Sex and death have both spat me out like spoiled milk for the same reason. I was not afraid.
That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
That week with her was like drinking bubbles
Shimmer over bridges like the river was a dream
Oh. I was wrong. She's the one. Goodbye.
Do you know what it is like to be alone among so many?
So I turned round and there was an inflatable man sat at the table
So I was balls deep in the guy's ass that night when he turns to me and asks for a kiss. Damn. What a fag.
Well, I was tired of being 24 anyway, so there
oh, such fear as drives so much acquisition
oh ever so slowly
He made me promise I would do this when I was next sad. So I promised myself I would not be sad again.
the country was so nice we bombed it twice
I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now
She was so tall, and I was so in love
when i wake up i can't remember what it was. it's so hard to smuggle something out of a dream.
can it be that it was all so simple then
His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
the space was filled with love like light and that made me shine as well
So is this, like, artistic or slutty?
Oh I Do Like to Be Beside the Seaside
Don't misunderstand this one, it was like palm against palm through a window
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
Like most of my dreams, that one was licensed for commercial use
She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
It's not so much that I like him as a person God, but as a boy he's very handsome
Once when I got like this I thought I was building a boat
Huddled shoulders and bent backs, like so many shadows
With him it was always like
Two of them. Hovering there like bloated gas giants in the heavens. Good God, it was beautiful.
I was trying to show him my insides, you know. I like to share.
Looks like 1984 was only n years off
Most adults forget what it was like to be a child once they hit a certain age
I've read books so I know things that sound like they could be true
scattered like so many fallen rose petals
so i heard you like mudkips
So I'm wrestling with the demoness while the priest is trying not to soil his vestments, and Faust is just sitting there like an idiot
He was like the bottle of Champagne Krug
She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
Weather can be pretty, yet so damaging. Sort of like some men I know
he looks a little like you... so i would rather talk about other pretty girls
seizing on a Nugget of Truth and wielding it like it was a club
evil, like darkness, is not so much an entity unto itself as an absence of its counterpart
like nothing ever was
My skin felt like I was falling
this writeup made me hungry like DAMN so I'm chinging it!
For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
Oh, no. Look, you've gone and made me optimistic. I was before, but now it is showing.
Oh, that it were so simple. That I could just utter those words.
Oh, so that's how it is
It wasn't like I was sleeping anyway
Oh like pedagogy you mean
Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few
"Why, oh why do I have so many innocuous crosses to bear?"
People wouldn't fall in love so often if it were more clearly marked
I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
It all turned out all right but there was so much pain along the way
The last girl I dated was a vegetarian. We couldn't go anywhere and so it just didn't work out.
So charmingly heathen, your skin is like a teardrop on a popsicle
it wouldn't be so bad if people like you would have become ghosts too
So there I was, naked and hiding, facing the dissertation committee from the Isle of Lesbos
Around nine PM my heart was breaking so I went to bed early to listen to it happen.
It was free, so I took it.
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
It's really very silly, I was thinking, they are all acting so weird
God was creepier than I expected so I took it out on the little people
The night was alive, and so was I
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.
So I was drinking with the son of Man the other night, and...
unfortunately, his entire corpus was composed in English, and so has been lost to the ravages of time
When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
the fire burned and burned; it was so great and now so much time has passed and the fire is still burning, but it requires attendance
he listened so well, he was still curious.
She was so pleased to learn that she was right
I've never felt so at peace. Like coming home.
Like minded so you must be crazy
What it's like to be in love
Dialectic
Post-Modern Existentialist Dialectics and Jerry Springer
The Dialectic and Philanthropic Societies
Writing is our dialectic
Like
Smells Like Teen Spirit
breeding like rabbits
Fuck like crazed weasels
Trip Like I Do
Tastes like chicken
Talking about love is like dancing about architecture
I know what it's like to be dead
Walk Like an Egyptian
It's Like, You Know...
Take it like a man
Suicide is a legitimate option in a case like this
hung like a horse
Let's get milk-faced and hum like rabbits
If there were more people like you, there would be less people
Cake Like
Making like the rabbits
insulting people you like
What is it like to have a crush on someone?
Why I Like the Soviet National Anthem
like this
Like a Dream
Like a Dream (2)
My heart is like the sun
As You Like It
Why I like New Mexico
They hit each other, like fucking Christ intended!
Webster 1913 sounding like Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me, think I'll go eat worms
Painting a rock to make it look more like a rock
food fight
out like a light
What Does Your Soul Look Like
Blue smells like fresh
John Cassavettes Was No Help At All
Throws like a girl
Don't talk about your mamma like that
Sweating like a whore in church
Why poems are like babies...
Poetry you found that you wrote when you were ten but secretly still like
Like no place else
Be a model or just look like one
All my friends are nonconformists. They all dress like me.
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