Right Wrong Mahjong

I pour Chaos of my mind here

[londonfromparis]

Sometimes I think of the “if’s” and the “could have been” moments in my life. I think of things I missed out on, the love I could’ve had, the relationships that never turned into something more. I think of who I might have been if I said a “yes” instead of a “no” and would things be the same? I think of you and all the “if’s” and “could have been’s” and I try to tell myself that if it was meant to be, it would have been. I chalk it up to wrong timing or fate - I shut off my brain and try my best to forget.

[rightwrongmahjong]

Your dreams every night.. Every night !!

So you come to my dreams every night.. Every fricking night.. 

I don’t know why is it a sign that you are also thinking about me or is just my brain is not letting you go.. 

I am not sure.. I do want to stop these dreams but I also don’t want this to stop. 

Do I also come into your dreams?

[rightwrongmahjong]

I had your dream... AGAIN !!

I refuse to let go of a thought that there is no way you are not thinking about me. I am here 400 miles far, thinking about you all the time and dreaming about and you don’t have even a single thought about me? That’s is impossible. I believe in telepathy and cosmic connection even if you are thousands of miles apart. I am having your dreams is nothing but the sign saying to me you do think about me. Maybe I am crazy maybe I am delusional but this what my heart says.

[londonfromparis]

I really wanted to believe things would change, but it’s like we were stuck on a wheel going around and around, constantly spinning out of control every time, hoping it will be different, but knowing things will always be the same. I love you enough to know when I’ve had enough. I’m sorry. I’m done. I’m stepping off now. I need things to change, and as long as I’m with you, they never will.

[londonfromparis]

I wanted to be unbothered by you, but you were in my head. You were under my skin. You were everywhere. You were all consuming. You were like a disease. Thoughts of you were constantly multiplying. I was losing control and it was eating away at me. Loving you was killing me – and still, I couldn’t shake myself free of you. I hated the way you made me feel, because loving someone should never make you feel sick.

[book-caps]

J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey (X)

[londonfromparis]

The next time you see me, I won’t be in love with you. I won’t fight for you anymore, I’m raising my white flag, this battle between us is over. I just don’t think you’re worth it anymore. I’ve worn myself down, I am exhausted, so this is my surrender. You’ve won, I’ll let you walk away, but don’t ever say I didn’t fight for you.

(via londonfromparis)

[londonfromparis]

Sometimes you need to know when to call it. It’s not giving up. It’s knowing when you’ve had enough. It’s knowing that you don’t need to take it anymore, because even though it looks like love, it feels a lot more like pain. It’s knowing that things aren’t going to change and it is no longer worth holding out hope. It’s knowing when to walk away. To move on. To let go. To take the first step forward. It’s knowing that loving someone that will never love you back is not love at all.

[quotemadness]

Just be fucking honest about how you feel about people while you’re alive.

John Mayer (via quotemadness)

[quotemadness]

Sometimes you tell someone to never call you again and then the phone rings and you hope it’s them. It’s the most twisted logic of all time.

John Mayer (via quotemadness)

[wholeheartedsuggestions]

we could talk about literally anything and i’d just be happy i got to talk to you

[londonfromparis]

It’s not a choice anymore, I have to let you go. It wasn’t even my decision, it was yours. It wasn’t something I was ready to do, but you’re gone now. It’s over. There’s no more hoping and waiting for things to change. No more holding out on someone who will never love me the way I want them to. I have to let you go - there isn’t even anything left for me to hold on to.

[thecomplaintsofachild]

Imagine if we got off tumblr and started writing, I wonder how many of us would go on and become critically acclaimed writers. 

[books-n-quotes]

I never realized what a big deal that was. How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.

Nina LaCour, Hold Still (via books-n-quotes)

[rightwrongmahjong]

I need a hug right now…

which says all of my sorrows to ciao(chow)…

I don’t know what's wrong or right or wrong

this whole thing feels like mahjong

Whether I want to get closer

or I want closure

[londonfromparis]

When your past reaches out at you, I think there’s always this little part of you that wants to reach back - to just re-live it, even if it’s just for a moment. It’s tempting to feel everything all over again and invite it back in, even if you know it ends in disaster.