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Baby I see our relationship being like a good denim jacket: timeless.

Cool necklace. is that locally handcrafted?

Do you Chemex? Want to see my drip?

Do you like it in the can? And I don't mean PBR.

Do you want to go to bed bath and beyond and smell unscented candles and tell each other what we think we smell?

Do you want to roll around in my collection of antique buttons and talk about our childhood dreams?

Does this harmonica make my beard look huge?

Girl, I got an extra pair of TOMS that might fit you. Want to come over & try them on?

Hey babe I'm gluten free!

Hey baby, let's get coffee and vegan donuts.

Hey baby, let's lay and learn what each other's bodies are for.

Hey girl come to columbia. We got a whole foods AND an earthfare down the road.

Hey girl you're as hot as my Venti double shot dark mocha macchiato with no foam.

Hey girl, I have a unreturned library book that I want to read to you tonight.

Hey girl, let's forget the world and start a post-rock band.

Hey girl, you're giving me a pop-up store in my pants.

Hey, my name's Ethel, it's a really vintage name, i doubt you've ever heard it before.

Hey. I like your new-old shoes.

Hi. I play harmonica in Arcade Fire. Wanna bang?

I feel like we met at Whole Foods, because you make me feel complete.

I like my coffee like I like my women: ethical, fair trade, and organic.

I like my women like I like my glasses: Thick and black.

I like the way your self-bleached hair sits on your camouflage jacket.

I love you more than Dustin Kensrue of Thrice loves to write songs referencing fire...

I loved you before it was cool.

I need you like 90s television shows need their alternative music tracks.

I'll love you longer than the line at Forever 21.

I'm gonna disrupt the shit out of your technology.

I'm in my backyard...in my Eno... It's a double-nester.

If I could rearrange the alphabet, I’d put U and I together at an MGMT show.

It's a good day for the eno. Let's hang later.

I’d like to have you on vinyl.

Let me play you a song with my skiffle band. Let me to tune my 1861 Martin guitar.

Let's listen to The 1975 and make out under the stars.

My beard is the same length as Abraham Lincoln's was on his 7th birthday.

My penis is gluten-free.

Seriously baby, I’ll take you out as soon as this check clears from my parents.

That ironic t-shirt you’re wearing would look better on my floor.

The color palate of your face is really great in this lighting.

The seat of my vintage moped that runs on bio fuel is vegan leather.

There's an Arcade Fire ... In my pants.

Wanna come over and see my vinyl collection?

Wanna listen to me drone endlessly about art, bicycles, and single-origin sustainable-source fair-trade coffee?

Want to come over and listen to NPR.

Want to go back to my place and listen to this band before they sell out?

Want to go dumpster diving in my alley?

Was that you at a Vivian Girls concert?

We go together like coffee and cigarettes.

When's the last time you had a good macaroon?

Would you like to be my lock screen?