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She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
Keep your mouth shut until you have changed something
She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
She keeps her lies everywhere
I keep thinking I'm so tough but I rarely care enough to prove it. So am I really tough then? Or does every dog just have its day?
Can't she just carpool or something?
it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
Uh, are you looking at my joystick to impress her, or are you just an asshole?
She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
Ignorant, stupid, insane, or just plain evil
That plastic duck just keeps STARING at me!
You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
The one the queen keeps her eye on
She writes notes to me, to keep me in check
She just appeared out of nowhere
He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
i clung to her cloak. (or flew)
Men suck, right? Men are just plain clueless, isn't that so?
Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
Just because she's nice to you doesn't mean she wants to fuck you
her hate keeps me warm. her shadows keep me guessing.
She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
when you're done, you can let her die if that's what you want. Or you can wake her.
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
She always was devious in her beauty
I just submit to one or two days of horror for going out and playing at being a normal functioning person
One must trust in the law, and keep within the heart the knowledge that the law of this world is the same right and just law that governed us when we were merely stars.
Your home is at risk if you do not keep up repayments on a mortgage or other loan secured on it
I am afraid to breathe or shut my eyes but I do both.
Wagging the dog, or: The mule that wouldn't shut up
The Thanksgiving Curse, or, how we keep almost getting killed.
She kissed me gently, just once, then walked away crying
The portion of her face she allows me to see
she left her handwriting all over the calendar
Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
the way she wears her weary
serene. She sips her tea
she lit her thumb on fire
She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
just plain wrong
I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
She always confused her greys with white.
She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
Just as it could not imprison itself with laws, impoverish itself with money or misguide itself with leaders, so it would not misrepresent itself with signs.
Things you can tell just by looking at her
Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
Just Yes Or No Will Do
She just stares at us like we're crazy
I can never be sure if it was real or just another illusion
she blinks and yawns and keeps the night
She makes sniffing sounds, and I don't know if she's snorting coke or weeping
he (or she)
Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
plain sailing or not
Lifted or The Story is in the Soil Keep Your Ear to the Ground
Are we listening, or are we just being silent?
When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
she had already found her party
She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
I keep her in my pocket
Just ring her, for Christ's sake
Just because I'm nice to her doesn't mean I want to fuck her
She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
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.
Things you can't tell just by looking at her
Am I insane, or is it just wishful thinking?
When life gives you lemons, just shut up and eat your damn lemons
She thought about giving him her heart
you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
She practices her speech
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
She just sat there
Just don't let's pretend she followed you home
Lord I Just Can't Keep from Crying
she was just the dry smell of gasoline
Mob mentality: The good, the bad, and the just plain silly
Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?
Or he'll just kick me in the face and scream abstract noises and dance around outside in his underwear and have sex with the neighbor's dog and try to fly by jumping off the toilet
Sometimes when I see you fall into bed you just keep falling
I don't know why but I always love episodes without words. like just something about them makes me feel calm or something..
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
She just looks at me
I do not like the sky night or day and keep my eyes on the yellow lines heading under the car
born under candlelight just from the edge of a knife, was it a life? or was it a light at all?
Does it keep you company or remind you you're alone?
Head so full my mouth won't shut
How to get (or keep) a guy's attention at a bar
i just keep waiting for the day when i'll see you again
Put up or shut up
I don't like her because she won't like me
She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
She could not live with or without him
Shut Up or Stand Up - The Brag
Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
I'm just saying, keep an eye on anyone named "Angrus McMurderstab"
Is that massive cerebral hemorrhaging, or are you just happy to see me?
I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
She was never mine. I always shared her.
At night, her eyes closed, she would
The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
She wears her failed relationships like a shield
Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
Just kiss her
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
She flies with her own wings
She Will Have Her Way
It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
why she makes her wishes at 7:07
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.
When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her
does she need to touch her own face to know?
Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
The tears of the earth keep her smile in blooms
Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
She knows no truth except her own.
She asked me to read her a poem
Gaily they went down in the lush field a treasure of valuables or specie or bullion lodged with a crust of bread into her coat of arms weaving currying the embroidering of silk in summer.
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 asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
How you gonna keep her down on the farm
she gave her heart to a falling star
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 nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
I don't want to set the world on fire. I just want to start a flame in her heart.
By the way, she has a penis; just so you know.
Be a model or just look like one
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 does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
Are you on drugs or just having one of those days?
I'm sorry I was speeding, officer, but I really have to get to the hospital
I'm not a dyke just 'cause I shaved my head, but if it keeps certain people away, fuckin' A right on
A Plan for World Domination or Just Another Nodermeet? Bristol, Summer 2003
Are you depressed or just full of angst?
Is it social anxiety or just laziness?
I can't decide if what you're saying is too profound for me to comprehend or just insane
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.
Could you spare some change or maybe just a smile?
Anyone could know just by watching her silent moves
For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?

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