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My mother also taught me how to quickly kill and clean game
He taught me how to smoke
She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
She taught me some moves, including stealthy exits.
You taught me language, and my profit on it is I know how to curse. The red plague rid you for learning me your language!
Ken Lay
She loves me, she loves me not
How my desire for a puppy made me personally responsible for the War on Terror
She loved me for my brains not my body. It's what zombies do.
She said I dreamed like dead men
How can I comfort you when it breaks me too?
Let me dream if I want to
She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
This is the first time she's texted me since the morning she left.
There is nothing growing here, in the space between she and me
she does not know how much I need this
How she saw the moon
She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
How Could You Want Him (When You Know You Could Have Me)?
I don't like her because she won't like me
She misses me
man when you are telling me how it was
She Blinded Me With Science
she seems bored with me after all this time
What my mother taught me
She asked me to read her a poem
You taught me to drive at night in the rain, for this I will hold you in my heart forever
texting, she tells me anarchy will remain an important ideology
She asked me to stop dreaming of death
i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
It must be morning when she dreams.
Tell me what to dream
how my computer nearly killed me
How The Original Pancake House nearly killed me
How is poetic form going to help me scream about revolution
How clear she shines
How to Distill Dreams
She Fucks Me
She kissed me gently, just once, then walked away crying
Foundation for Telling Me How Great I Am
How my psychology teacher single-handedly ruined art and music for me in one fell swoop
Dream a Little Dream of Me
Encyclopedia Brown taught me everything I need to know about opening doors
The best thing my grandmother ever taught me
Tell him, she told me
She saved me from Hylas' fate
he taught me to fly then took away my sky
she looked at me then whispered, we are all made of stardust
Things video games have taught me
She is lobbing rainbows at me from across the room and I am swallowing them like fear.
My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me
She tells me she drives a truck.
She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
My mother loves me. She uses the good sandwich bags.
She told me she remembers three things about me
She told me she wouldn't
What school debating society taught me about politics
I put my head down and hoped to God she wasn't looking at me
I want a slow low hum to rock me to sleep: Tell me your dream
How the Stranger vainly endeavoured to reveal to me in words the mysteries of Spaceland
If I didn't ask, I'd never know (how much you hate me)
Dreamed Me a Dream Last Night
How television car chases influenced me
How the Wogglebug Taught Athletics
How long do you think I'll let you keep me here?
Show Me How the Robots Dance
How a suicide made me wish I were Superman
How an X-acto knife nearly killed me
How Prom nearly killed me
Simple words, simple dreams
How's she goin', by
So - you've been making love to me ten thousand miles away - how tantalizing.
how many alleys will you follow me down, if i just started running
I didn’t know why it took girls so long to do their makeup until someone showed me how to dismantle the patriarchy with an allen wrench and a roast chicken ballotine.
she does not know how much I need this (idea) mp3 (recording)
Things Fairy Tales have taught me
She writes notes to me, to keep me in check
you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
Some things dannye taught me without trying
I would have tried, but Charlotte kept Charlotte in the world of Charlotte and she barely heard me
She is stupidly keeping herself a secret, when I know she has sparkly things to show me
She told me I'd make a good Satan
She approached me with some vague line
She says kill. I say how many.
The train that came to me in the dream was already a dead train
She only wants me for tech support
She left me on the boardwalk with my head held in my hands.
She doesn't need me anymore
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
she, he, and me
The stars were bright that night she left me forever
She is still undoing me.
She cleaned up for me at least.
She said she loved me. The knife came down.
She's smarter than me but she's also more quiet, therefore she has no personality which makes me feel better
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
She looks at me and she laughs
Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
The portion of her face she allows me to see
What Safeway storebrand whole wheat fig newtons taught me about the American political process
She might not need me. But then again she might.
She found me on public transportation
that's where she lost me as I began imagining my family amongst blood-dripped hedges
What Playboy taught me just now
She hit me like thunder, and I had to lie down until I could breathe again
What golf has taught me
She stopped me in the city. A lost soul gambling on random encounters.
She Gave Sweet Love To Me
She Speaks to Me
You taught me more than hugging
She only wants me for sex
Give me an hour and I'll give you your dreams
How I found peace staring up at the moon from a gutter in my dreams
Sweet Dreams (You & Me)
Dream of ducks, she said
Teach me to dream
How do you take your dreams? Shattered, scattered, covered, or raw?
stir me out of my dream
How, though the Sphere shewed me other mysteries of Spaceland, I still desired more; and what came of it
How to say "I can eat glass, it does not hurt me"
this hunger in me, it never ends. I feed it every night when I dream
She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
Send me the pillow, the one that you dream on
Please don't tell me how to do my job
Tell me how you want to die, and I'll tell you who you are
She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
How Airborne School nearly killed me
How dating pretty boys helped me come out
Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
My first comet
Dust mop so magic she can not believe how fun it is to clean up after people
I Know Not How It Falls on Me
I'm changing the climate! Ask me how
How's she cutting?
Stand up for yourself, OR: How I got the shit kicked out of me
How Daniel explained it to me
How Lars Ulrich made me quit my job at a movie theater
Movie trailers are not effective as advertising
How the Sphere encouraged me in a Vision
How to Navigate the Requiem for a Dream website with some degree of success
Oh Ricky, how come you never kissed me?
How Do You Want Me?
Oh!, how you inflict me with wounds of paranoia and desire
How should admins node? Let me count the ways (e2poll)
how 5-hour energy nearly killed me
I was pretty sure that wasn't how slasher films were supposed to end, but you won't see me complaining.
When you want me and how you want me
How airborne school nearly killed me.
How do I kludge thee? Let me count the ways
You'll never know how much you've changed me
She pulled the "I love you" on me
What the rocks taught me
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
Things Musicals Have Taught Me
what my parents taught me
can you change the weather? show me how the raindrops turn to lies
She just looks at me
She Loves Me
She dumped me when she found out I'd been faking my Scottish accent
She told me to say that
Two condoms, she makes me wear
She who makes the Moon the Moon and, whenever she is full, sets the dogs to howling all night long, and me with them.
That one makes me scream, she said
She said she loved me
How Warrant nearly killed me
"Mr. Sandman, Bring Me a Dream"
She kills me
She handed me my first sharpened pencil.
she spent the night gingerly peeling me off the moon.
She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
10 things motorcycling taught me about driving a car
I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
She wakes me up by tickling my feet
She loved me for my maths
MacGyver taught me that
When you dream the end of the world, how does it happen?

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