Settle down, sugar. I'm diabetic.
Somebody needs to write explosive on you, cuz your the bomb!
Oooh, you're lookin' fine. Not in the good way, in the "you'll do" way.
Your eyes are as blue as window cleaner.
The longer you stay, the more zombies appear.
I'd ask if you come here often, but I already stalk you on FourSquare.
Girl gave me Arsenic Sulfide so I tore that AsS up.
Let's not complicate things with words or feelings.
I love you with all my circles, not my heart, because heart's break and circles go on forever.
You must be the one for me, since my selectively permeable membrane let you through.