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suicideeuphoria · 1 month ago
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If only he knew…
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vickyvicarious · 9 months ago
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This morning, as I was sitting on the edge of my bed cudgelling my brains,
Sounds like a routine. Which is a sign of his resilience and determination, that he regularly sits and thinks of any possible way out. He hasn't given up. He's not resorting to panicked risky attempts yet either.
But it's also very sad. His deadline is coming up fast and there's only so long he can keep going like this. But he has nothing else he can do, at least nothing he can think of. Every morning, perhaps, he sits on his bed and wracks his brains to try and think of some possible course of action, and every morning he's stuck. It's such a miserable routine, but he keeps trying because he has to, it's all he has.
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noirsbelladonna · 1 month ago
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"Oh, bless you, dear girl, for not turning me away from the very first, for making it possible that I have lived at least two evenings in my life!"
-White Nights by Fyodor Dostoevsky
Hugh Goldwin Riviere (1860-1956)
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rain-rainynights · 2 months ago
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why it is going to be okay
the darkest of nights make the stars shine the brightest
when the clouds obscure the sky, the stars are still there
just as the moon is always there as a beacon
and she is still there as she goes through her phases
it might be harder to see, but you can still keep moving through the landscapes as you would if the sun was shining
as you move forward, you will find others just like you who are reminders that you are never alone
and when you find them, holding onto each other and finding even a few seconds of solace are enough to remind you hope is still out there
hope is never truly gone or lost just because it is hard to see in this moment in time
when you look up to the glimmering stars or around at your chosen family, you know why it is going to be okay with time:
even the darkest and longest nights eventually come to an end
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xxplastic-cubexx · 2 months ago
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My husband and I (he's my boyfie but I am delulu af) are talking 'bout Cherik and my normie hype self when Charles is on Marvel Rivals, the interactions he'll have with Magneto and Tumblr (esp. your fanart *chef's kiss*) would flood this site.
Me: My feeds would be fill with Marvel Rivals Cherik fanarts on Tumblr HDJDBJS
Him: Ig they'll pop their Cherik
Just sharin' lmao *rolls*
POP THEIR CHERIK may you be wed before the decade ends
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lonelyandlostintime · 4 months ago
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“You have so much to do and I have nothing ahead of me” type of evening… maybe in another universe I’m not eternally longing for happiness and burdening the people around me with the weight of my unhappiness and failure
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rain-rainynights · 2 months ago
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these are the final hours before my world becomes plagued with deeper disillusionment and hopelessness than i felt the moment my faith faded away. the only thing i can do is cling on to every ounce of calm, every moment of peace, that i can find in these twilight hours. as each minutes passes, i try to memorize every part of how this night feels, capturing the remnants of the dying light in the horizon.
because once the last of the light fades, i’ll be holding my breath for the entirety of one of the longest nights of my life.
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