#tumbled

[sowhatifiliveinfukuoka]

New York City (1983)

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[sylverra]

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[lifeinasmalltowninjapan]

[roodyzmain]

What do i do if ihave 8 tumblrs open?

m writing this on my eighth. I have E I G H T tumblers open

Ive gotten tumbled :(

[onarangel]

Sea glass

 Sea glass is broken pieces of glass that have been polished and smoothed by the action of the sea. It is created from broken pieces of  glass, such as bottles, jars, or other glass objects, that have been tumbled and smoothed by the waves,  sand, and rocks over many years, sometimes decades. The process of tumbling in the water rounds the edges and gives the glass a frosted appearance.

[tumbledang3l]

We were cuddling and chatting, like two cherubim, feet swinging in the higher skies. Our wings caressing one another. Our halos mixing together in a puzzle that we'd have to untangle later on.

And then you said a name.

A name that broke my heart into pieces, a name that had me choked up as it compressed my lungs, a name that I felt in my brain like the most violent migraine caused by your deadly tumor.

A name, that, wasn't, mine. You called me someone else's name.

I was so in the moment. And I guess you were not. It didn't feel entirely like an act of clumsiness either. You didn't trip in the stairs of your memory and good sense. It felt like someone real, someone you were imagining while we were having this moment.

I got up so quickly, laughed nervously like a weird clown who lost his red nose and got one of his long shoe stolen. I couldn't help myself from throwing up every single part of me. I threw it all up. Everything I had eaten. And then my blood, organs, all of it. Until I was left just an empty skin sack. I pulled off my teeth, so I wouldn't have to speak to you. I teared off my eyes, wanting you not to exist anymore. I sliced my ears off so that if you were to call me that again, I wouldn't hear.

Is that all I am for you? A corpse, a receptacle, in which you put whatever personality you want, onto which you put the name you desire? You couldn't have her, so you're going to erase all parts of me so I can become a pale and bad copy, a duplicate of what you wanted from her.

Empty and dead, lifeless on the floor. I cannot know if you're trying to save me, I can't see you. I cannot know if you're calling my name in a panic, I can't hear you.

And if you are, is it so you can keep pretending I'm her? Or is it to finally love me?

- Tumbled Angel. #005

[thinkingnot]

*emerges smooth and blemish-less* i’ve been tumbled *does only the whip part of a whip and nae nae* you’re next

[thought-tracing-old]

if a24 is so good where is a25

[supaisaiah016]

tumble

tumbled...

[teopatra]

Tumbled Sea glass

[stompandhollar]

like. imagine seeing your sibling at 18. and then not seeing them again until you’re 28. and then not seeing them again until you’re both 58. but you’re identical twins so every time you look in the mirror you wonder if this is what they would’ve looked like.

imagine never needing glasses but your brother did, and then in your adulthood your eyes get worse and you suddenly need glasses and you pick out the same frames your brother wore.

imagine always protecting your brother growing up cause he was different and kids picked on him. but you always protected him. and then you have a falling out and neither of you speak for years, and then finding out that in those years you didn’t speak, he was being isolated and tortured by a monster and didn’t think you’d come if he called. but then he calls and you go. and his house has blood on the floor in every room and writing on the walls and his journal devolves into paranoid ramblings. and you can’t protect him because you showed up and he got ripped away. and you can’t even ask him what the writing or the blood or the state of the house means because he’s gone. and you don’t have a penny to your name so you have to clean the blood up yourself and fix the house and live there. so you board up his room.

[sowhatifiliveinfukuoka]

[sylverra]

Tumbled Green Goldstone at Sylverra✨

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[nfllivescores]

England's Record-Breaking Victory Over Pakistan: A Comprehensive Analysis

  Pakistan   In the world of cricket, there are moments that transcend the sport, moments that rewrite history and capture the collective imagination of fans around the globe. England’s recent record-breaking victory over Pakistan falls squarely into this category. This game was not just a triumph; it was a statement, a masterclass in dominance that will be remembered for years to come. A…

[jessiarts]

I've been curious about this for awhile now, and with a re-surge of the "hey you know you tumblr doesn't have an algorithm and you need to reblog things here if you want to see more of stuff and/or support creators" posts I think I'll finally make a poll to test a theory, Which is that: 1) Where you came from before tumblr has a heavy influence on if you reblog posts or not and 2) That the decline in reblogs has come from a influx of users from other social media over the recent years who were conditioned to interact with 'content' in a "more passive consumption, less community-interaction" way. So, whether you reblog posts or not- I want to know where you came from before tumblr

[Clarification: For the purposes of this poll, "do reblog" refers to if you often reblog the posts that you enjoy. This doesn't mean that you reblog every single post that comes on your dash- just that you reblog posts more than you hit the Like button and/or you regularly also reblog posts that you hit the Like button for. If you rarely reblog (i.e: you exclusively hit the Like button on more posts than you reblog, and/or have an empty blog), then please choose "don't reblog"]

Also, obligatory, "Please reblog for larger sample size" Because: science