Findings:
- Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
- She will remember your heart when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- The memory cuts through her like the blade she wields
- Subtext: A Revisionist Fairy Tale
- She Will Have Her Way
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- Things Fairy Tales have taught me
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- bone in her teeth
- She grew a little older, while he was telling 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.
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- A fairy tale of The Soviet Union
- She Moved Through The Fair
- She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
- She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
- Indian Fairy Tales
- Dig up her bones
- He scribbled with black crayon all over my fairy tale books
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- Fairy Tales on E2 (category)
- Fairy Tale Haiku
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- Michael Moved Out to Live with His Bitch & Her Dog
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- Letting go of old promises and fairy tales
- She always confused her greys with white.
- She knows no truth except her own.
- For the first time in either of her lives, she is held gently
- Here's Me Inside Her But I Can Tell From Her Vagina She Doesn't Really Care
- She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
- She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
- blood alone moves the wheels of history
- Subtext: A Revisionist Fairy Tale (part 2)
- velvet revolution fairy tale
- Russian Fairy Tales
- Fairy Tales
- her beauty broke my bones, shattered my thoughts, tore apart my soul
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- She thought about giving him her heart
- She flies with her own wings
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- 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 bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- I can't find her in this house of dust and bones
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- She always was devious in her beauty
- the way she wears her weary
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- The Tale of Sweet Cab-ij and all that Happened to Her
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
- She practices her speech
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- as the red star rises, blood and carnage and her slow ascent follows
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- 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
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- she gave her heart to a falling star
- She asked me to read her a poem
- She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
- She writes like the wind moves
- She taught me some moves, including stealthy exits.
- I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
- fairy tale
- The Rose and the Beast: Fairy Tales Retold
- A pathological fairy tale
- in her bones
- you never felt her hot blood on your face but, hey, who's keeping track
- This isn't a fairy tale
- Inu Yasha: A Feudal Fairy Tale
- Fairy Tales in Feltham
- Fairy Tale of New York
- I was just a supporting character in your fairy tale
- Grimm's Fairy Tales
- He scribbled with black crayon all over my fairy tale books.
- blood and carnage and her slow ascent
- I got the feeling the Fairy Council was mad at me when the president knocked over her coffee to get a better grip on my neck
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- Grimm's Fairy Tales (category)
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- Anyone could know just by watching her silent moves
- 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 found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- The Age of Fairy Tales
- watching humanity move into Manhattan with the measured flow of blood
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- serene. She sips her tea
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- 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
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- She'd move, breaking the magnetism between her chair and my desk
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- 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 picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- she lit her thumb on fire
- alpha in her blood
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- she had already found her party
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- green blood excites her Japanese sweaters
- She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
- She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
- She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
- She keeps her lies everywhere
- She tasted like whiskey and blood and cemetery dirt.
- In Cold Blood
- Blood, Sweat, and Tears
- blood sacrifice
- Tales From The Gas Station
- Half blood
- In the Blood
- blood pudding
- Magma is the blood that spews from the earth
- Reign In Blood
- African Blood Brotherhood
- Blood, paper and raw fear
- Asparagus And Blood Orange Salad
- Blood Brothers
- blood on the ground as far as you see
- blood relative
- Books of Blood
- Who is allowed to donate blood?
- Blood wings
- Type A blood
- Flowers of Blood
- Blood of the Wolf
- The hCG Blood Test Can Cause Unnecessary Heartache
- blood doping
- Jesus' blood never failed me yet
- I'm Armed With Quarts of Blood
- tattoo of blood
- Water and blood and foam
- blood on red roses (user)
- blood in my ears
- Snake blood
- 40 disciples, 40 blood tests
- Sorry for all the blood
- Blood is yummy
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