You are my initializer: without you, my life would point to nothing (null).
The tenderness in your eyes suffocates my heart.
Sexual talk, on the other hand, doesn't work—though many men continue to think so.
I wanna be the pericardium that embraces your heart.
You are my API. I want to know everything about you.
Be honest. Which member of 1D is your fave?
If beauty was a sin, God would never forgive you.
I just want to swab you up and down, then left and right, until we're both afebrile.
Emphysema puffs pink, chronic bronchitis makes you blue, but no COPD makes me as breathless as you.
What's your opinion on the theory of relativity?