You make me even hotter than global warming does.
You remind me of Menma. Because even when I can't see you, I still feel you inside my heart.
I've been reading Joshua, but how many times do I have to walk around you before you fall for me?
I'm damn good. Believe it!
Are you one of the Job's daughters? Because you're twice as beautiful as any other girl I've ever seen.
I believe one of my ribs belongs to you.
I think Pythagorean Theorem won't work on you. You're so damn acute.
Is it a sin that you stole my heart?
Just curious if we can count reapplying sunscreen as foreplay.
Is it warm out here, or are you in heat?