Gotta get rid of these free radicals, but first I need to figure out what they are.

Is it a bad sign when someone asks you about the person your dating and a tear falls from your eye as you leap into oncoming traffic?

Learn to think for yourself, unless of course you can identify someone else with better judgement, and a flashlight.

Bad sign when the thought of your x-girlfriend sends you reeling in a search for new adjectives to describe stupidity and thoughtlessness?

The language of love may be universal, but it's not one of the options on an ATM machine.

Fountains are more romantic when you don't hate the person you're with.

If space suits looked less like marshmallows, I'd be more interested in going to the moon.