Near Pick up lines

You seem too sweet and I'm diabetic.

because whenever you are near/close things seem to get pleasant and better

Turned off when I'm not near, but turned on when I'm inside.

Cause it's that, or you're just hot ;) (Inspiration from u/akaloosha's post)

(This one is for the girl to say)

So will you be my gift this year?

Cause I got a big iron near my hip.

Because I'll never gonna give you up

Everyone knows you but everyone will die if they come near you

Her: For what? Beautiful Singles near me.

Cause u take my breath away.

Because you don’t taste nearly as good as I’d expect...

Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name, But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume, although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach, but you will never find them. None of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you, although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours, and then, what became of you. I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest - for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.

Because time slows down when I'm near you, you're hot, I'm attracted to you, and once I'm near you I have a hard time getting away. Also works as a breakup line: girl, you must be a neutron star because you're dense AF and weigh a ton, it's painful to be near you and I can't get away from you.

Well, maybe not right now, but hopefully in the near future

Coz I wanna go down when I'm near you Or Coz I wanna hit you in the right spot

Cause when I'm near you I can't breathe

Because I'm on a sugar-free diet and I'm not allowed near sweet things

because i get flustered when i'm near you

because you activate my piston when you’re placed near me

I have sweet dreams when you are near me.

That's not nearly as long as how breath-taken I was when I first laid my eyes on you.

This girl is living in London. I'm not, not even around England. She'll be visiting my country next month, which is, very near. We met online, never met each other in real life but we've been exchanging messages well over 4 months and now we got closer thanks to my effort. Today she just messaged me in a sense that I'm kind of special to HER. This is exact quote from her "I feel comfortable talking with you in general.", "I only speak this frequently and this regularly with my real college friends". She's feeling comfortable towards me but I don't want all my efforts go into a friendzone. So I'm like, what's next? What do I do now? One time, she asked me about a nice restaurant in my town. Should I slip that into my next conversation like "Hey, I've found this nice tea place that offers English tea cake on the way back home. Do you want to check out this place when you visit here? To see if it's authentic or not (or something) Thing is, her profile on online app still says "I'm not here for looking for dates". But this could be a lie, right? Especially she seems to like me (as a friend as of NOW, of course. Later this will turn into boom-boom pow partner) Are there any advices you guys can give me on this situation?

I drink. It’s enjoyable. I think that I am a pretty good drunk too. I don't get overly emotional; I don't get angered easy; the only stupid things I do when loaded hurt me and no one else; and I don't, typically, cause shit. But, every once in a while, I will be out on the town and that little glint will surely be showing in the corner of my eye. I am stretching to remember this story as it happened in a pub that has been since renamed twice. One particular, Friday/Saturday night it was myself, a few buddies and one of my brothers. It was the brother I lived with in the area at the time and we had a treasure trove of inside jokes at all times; I could tell that outsiders found it nearly detestable being around us because they would have no fucking clue what we were talking about. A particular hilarious inside joke we had at this time came out while watching sports, particularly hockey. Our mom's side of the family was a farming family and my mom was, generally, a modern woman with all that behind her; unless you threw her in an exciting situation, then the farmer side would shine forth. This was particularly illuminated whenever she would get excited about sports and she would let out a, what sounded like from a coyote, 'yip' noise. We grew up with that noise popping out above all else at numerous soccer and football games our whole lives. For some reason, either my brother or I did it while watching the Oilers play, and presumably lose, we thought that it was the singlehanded funniest thing in the whole world. All the best comedy is just pointing out the absurdity of commonplace things; our mom's yip was to be no different. So anyways, we are at the Thirsty Turtle one particular night. I have a great crew of guys and it was a pretty great place for talking to girls; really casual and everyone got fucked up there all the time. Through some fucking miracle, I find myself sharing a small table with a young lady and I am doing my best to show her that I am not a rapist; it really is the first thing you need to establish when you are hitting on a girl at a bar; you can’t just say “hey, I’m not a rapist”, you need to use subtlety in order to convince them of your legitimacy. But my brother would walk by and every time he did he would emit that same high-pitched "yip!" I, obviously, would need to respond with the same, it wouldn't be as infinitely funny to us if I didn't. After the first yip, the girl leaned in close to me and said "what the fuck was that? Did you just bark at me?" I laughed at the absurdity of the question and in the midst of my outburst she leaned in again to say "cause I don't fuckin play that." My first thoughts were: "This isn't the first time someone has barked at you?" and "if so, what the fuck are you all about to have this be a common occurrence?" I really did think it was hilarious how serious our conversation got, but wanted to get laid; so, I picked up the slack, changed the subject, and tried to get friendly again. Things were going pretty well until my brother made another lap around the bar. "Yip", he insisted as he walked by. "YIP!" I said with zeal to respond. Needless to say, my date was very unimpressed with my hooting. She leaned in to say something presumptuous, along the lines of: "are you fucking assholes calling me a dog?" I laughed at the craziness of the situation and she got mad and was nearly yelling "Don't fucking bark at me". That glint I was talking about then surged up as if from nowhere and implanted itself on my eye. I leaned right up to her as if to whisper an apology in her ear and said "yip". She didn't say a word as she lifted her leg up, placed her foot on my stool, and pushed off. As I fell backwards I reached for anything I could grab, but there were no handles available; I can still see the lateral rotation of the room and feel my chance to get laid falling to the floor with me. I fell backwards to a luckily unattended area and the only thing that hurt was my pride. The bouncer then came up to me and said "you gotta go". I responded like a little wiener with "but she pushed ME!" He said, "I know, I saw the whole thing, she is getting kicked out the back door". I love how they kicked me out the front and her out the back as if we were to fight. Is that an Edmonton assumption? I left with my tail between my legs and went home to the doghouse again.