why would you ruin a perfectly good book

  • “You never did give a damn thing honey, but I cried for you.”
  • “I guess it’s true that love was all you wanted ‘cause you’re giving it away like it’s extra change,”
  • “You should have said no.”
  • “Take me back to the time when we walked down the aisle.”
  • “I´m only me when I´m with you.”
  • “I just wanna show you, she doesn´t even know you.”
  • “Why would you wannt to break a perfectly good heart?”
  • “I was there when you said forever and always.”
  • “I said, ‘Leave,’ but all I really want is you to stand outside my window throwing pebbles screaming, ‘I’m in love with you.’”
  • “I don’t know why but with you I’d dance in a storm in my best dress fearless.”
  • “We were both young when I first saw you.”
  • “And I can’t breathe without you but I have to.”
  • “You could write a book on how to ruin someone´s perfect day.”
  • “You´re not sorry, no.”
  • “I miss screaming and fighting, and kissing in the rain.”
  • “Do you remember we were sittin’ there by the water?”
  • “Drop everything now, meet me in the pouring rain!”
  • “So this is me swallowing my pride,standing in front of you saying, ‘I’m sorry for that night,’”
  • “I’ll meet you when you’re out of the church at the back door.”
  • “I used to think one day we´d tell the story of us.”
  • “There´s nothing I do better than revenge.”
  • “If you have children some day: when they point to the pictures, please tell them my name.”
  • “I knew you were trouble when you walked in.”
  • “You almost ran the red ‘cause you were looking over me.”
  • “I don´t know about you, but I´m feelin’ 22!”
  • “We are never ever getting back together!”

anonymous asked:

Drabble request? Meeting a drunk jjong at a bar, slapping of his face, leaving and next day you meet again?

This was supposed to be a drabble but it escalated and yeah. 




Loud, crowded, and noisy, they were a nightmare for people who hated partying. And dancing. And drinking in general. 

So, instead of partying with the rest of your friends like a drunken idiot, you had placed yourself in isolation at the bar. And the only reason you were even sitting there was because it was the brightest spot in this place and you were trying to read. 

Yes, read. You were that girl. 

“Hey, pretty lady.”

Oh God no. There’s a guy sliding into the seat next to you and please just go away

“Hi.” You say begrudgingly, trying to avoid eye contact. 

“What in the world is this pretty lady doing all alone?” He asks, a drunken slur making it difficult to understand him. 

“I’m reading.”


“You should try it sometime.”

“Ooh, we have a sassy one over here!" 

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