Meu pitchukinho, If love were a pizza, I’d choose you as the extra cheese—great on the surface, and who can resist? Just like my affection, it’s cheesy and slightly gooey, but let’s be honest, you’re worth every calorie! Happy Valentine’s Day, my delicious slice!
Hey Celina, if you were a Paçoquinha, I’d never have to worry about sharing you—because let’s be honest, I’d definitely eat you all myself. But then I’d probably start craving more of that sweet, nutty goodness. So… how about we skip the snacks and just stick to each other?
Thayssa, if love was a crime, I’d be serving a life sentence without parole. Lucky for you, my heart’s parole officer just approved some solid “Amor.” So here’s your invite: let’s commit together to a romance that’s definitely not just a Netflix subscription!
To my favorite perturbado, You know you’ve really messed with my sanity. But hey, if my heart’s a circus, you’re the main act! Let’s skip the therapy and embrace this delightful chaos together. Happy Valentine’s Day! Now let’s find a way to further irritate each other… love you!
Hey João, you’re the caju to my caipirinha—sweet, a little nutty, and way more fun to mix with! If love were a fruit, you’d definitely be my favorite. Let’s peel back the layers of romance together… or just hit the junk food aisle. Happy Valentine’s Day!
Hey Raissa, if love were a race, you’d definitely be my FIA—Fastest In Awesomeness. Just remember, if we were a car, I’d pay for the gas. Or maybe just sit in the passenger seat and pop snacks? Either way, let’s drive this love thing to the finish line!
Hey Raissa, I hope your Valentine’s Day is hotter than my love for pizza—aka, a furnace with a sprinkle of Fia. If you were a flavor, you’d be spicy with a hint of sweet. If you were a Fia, you’d be “breathtakingly unique,” and I’d still somehow find a way to eat you.
Dearest Dieyson, In the vibrant world of colors, you’re my favorite shade of amarelo—bright, bold, and slightly obnoxious. Just like my love for cheesy romance movies. Let’s paint the town yellow—just don’t trip on your own jokes! Happy Valentine’s Day! Yours in primary colors, Julia
Hey Nala, Roses are red, violets are blue, A bouquet of flowers? Too cliche for you! Let’s skip the petals and bask in my charm, I’m like a weed – unkillable, but won’t cause you harm. Happy Valentine’s Day!
Dear Nala, Roses are red, violets are blue, I’d get you flowers, but let’s be real, You’d just kill them too. So here’s a virtual bouquet—less mess for me to clean, Happy Valentine’s Day! You’re my favorite indoor green! Yours sarcastically, João