2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year

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Stranger Things
Sweet Seals For You, Always
Game of Thrones Daily
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todays bird
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@theartofmadeline
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Not today Justin
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Andulka

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One Nice Bug Per Day

Product Placement

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@farahsfile
I’m literally in the club inhaling for 4 exhaling for 4 so i can deepen the moment
Loft in a Brooklyn apartment, New York City, 1986
Nobuyoshi Araki, 1997
'Pleats Please' by Issey Miyake
black silk top by gucci
we must believe the love is worth the risk of whatever comes after btw
Claude Monet House and Gardens
House By The Sea by May Sarton
“Stop thinking about saving your fragile face. Tell us your particularized world. Make up a story. Narrative is radical, creating us at the very moment it is being created. We will not blame you if your reach exceeds your grasp. We will not blame you if your words go down in flames and nothing is left but the raw-scald. We will not blame you if, with the reticence of a surgeon’s hands, your words suture only the red places where blood might flow. We will not blame you because we know you can never do it properly: once and for all. Passion is never enough. Talent is never enough. Skill is never enough. But try. For our sake and yours. So. Forget your name in the street; tell us what the world has been to you in the dark places and in the light. Don’t tell us what to believe, what to fear. Show us belief’s wide skirt and the stitch that unravels fear’s caul. You, so blessed with occasional blindness, can speak the language that tells us what only language can: how to see without pictures. We tell ourselves stories in order to live.”
— Toni Morrison, The Nobel Lecture In Literature, 1993
*attempts to log into bank account*
To continue answer security question: “Where and how will you die?”
types in “alone in a ditch wearing a clown costume”
*i view my account balance of $4.47*