tilted beyond belief, he smelled of mildew and tomorrow.
Alyssa Johnson
don’t tilt the candy machine for a freebe; it’s stealing. it may seem like a victimless crime, but these everyday little cheats chip away at our impulse and ability to live honestly, and they have other consequences you can’t predict. (The guy who stocks the machine doesn’t get it for free. See?)
Tryn This
He said it. then it was as if the world tilted on its edge. I asked myself, “how can anything ever be the same now.’ what led to this. i looked back into all the crevices of my mind to see what had caused this.
Christine
we have to get it straight.
we can’t just walk the line.
Not when it zigs.
And zags.
And whurls about.
Bumpers and all.
We must tilt.
And tilt.
Until the siren alerts
the room
that we are nothing
but
cheaters.
i have to be on a tilt to see that screen right. but i a so bored i am actuallyu starting to tilt over out of boredom
unknown
Speed at a full tilt. Leaning against the rush of air as legs pump across the astroturf at the fastest possible velocity your flesh container can manage.
Most of the time, when I find myself faced with a new challenge, I face it and run – full tilt. I’m not even sure what the phrase ‘full tilt’ really means, but I know that it implies being all-out enthused, and that’s how I face life.
i’m on a tilt-a-whirl and it is going toooooo fasttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt
aaaaaaaaa
bob dole
The leaning tower of Piza tilts at an usua angle. Drunk people tilt or sway when they walk. That flag is tilting at a slight angle. The word tilt means that an object is not upright, but is leaning slightly.
Candace
is it still a creative exercise to solve the same precise problem again and again? It this a method to drive you mad so that your own supernatural creativity bends the known universe into something worth exploring?
Li0nman
There was a garbage dump behind my neighborhood as a kid and one time me and Maddy were playing in there when we shouldn’t have been and I climbed up onto this old metal sheeting that was balanced on a broken refrigerator. It tilted and I fell and scraped my knee real bad and had to lie to my mom about it later that day.
just go where I want you to go you stupid ball, rolling rolling rolling rolling into the holes out of the goals and against the wrong walls, stupid game works better when you set it down
Li0nman
return the level surface to the inclined plane of what is a table and will be a wall for this widow’s house. She watches us eat pbj off of her home, she doesn’t mind; she’s southern
Li0nman
I remember playing pinball when I was little. Every now and then, it would “tilt”. I had no idea what it meant until someone told me to stop “tilting” the machine.
John
hours upon ours slapping little balls up ad down and all around until the lights are burning holes in our eyes, stuck at the pinnacle of things without any recourse as all the game stands still, hit it. You lose.
Li0nman
to turn something sideways
Christine
Push it, slowly, very slighty. Push it till it tilts. Pour it, slowly, very cautiously. Pour it till it’s full. Tip it, solwly, very gently. Tip it till it empties.
He moved his head back, leaning further backwards over the edge. High above him he could just see a few blonde locks on the edge of her balcony. ‘Look down’, ‘Look down and see me here, exisiting’. He leaned back a bit further, just a bit further to catch sight of her face. Between the locks of hair he spotted the red of her lips just a moment before he felt the railing move away from under him and realised he was going to fall.
Righ
what’s tilt? (I’m greek and I don’t know the meaning of the word)
Stathis
The tilt of refrigerator meant that it won’t work no more. A dead refrigerator means no cold beer in the morning while looking for the hair of the dog.
DameEdithDivine
“Wahoo!!” The roller coaster careened along full tilt and James loved every second of it. “Slow down,” the doctors had all advised. “No excitement. It is ill-advised for your cardiomyopathy and we want to extend your life as long as possible, now don’t we?” “Yes,” he had nodded his head in seeming agreement and then immediately headed toward Cedar Point. The world sped by him and his heart felt full to bursting. Now, this was living.
Izolda
everything has become off-kilter, I’ve been put off my stride. The world has been turning like this for every day of my life. How come I’ve only noticed it now?
The ceiling will hit me
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and the windmills keep coming with the storms behind. Over and over. The spin keeps. It’s hard to imagine a world without them. Spinning. Over and over. And I try to watch them with my head turned to the side.
Helena
Full tilt. All the way. One hundred percent above ground, daylight, nightlight, everything in between. Every wonder, every breathe, every second. Go. Go. Go out. Go on.
His hat was turned to one side. It was crooked purposely so he looked cool. He knew he wasn’t, and so did the guys down the street. Jack tried to swagger as he walked, wanting to be even more impressive to the young men he was trying to impress.
Amy
My world is on its side, falling but stable. I like to be on the edge. I like the feeling of not knowing when I’d hit the ground.
i can only imagine what the next planet will look like. we passed one last month that was huge and multicolored. there was a band of gas surrounding it that when looked at through the blue sun’s glare made the orb seem to tilt to one side as it gracefully flew by in it’s orbit to nowhere.
Tilting. It leaned over the side precariously, teetering and twirling. She held her breath. It hurt to think: it hurt to watch. The vase was slowing, but that didn’t mean much. It was at the end.
Suwa
my brain is at a precarious tilt and i can’t think. what have i done?
I walked along the deserted road, looking all around me. Where does it lead? Where am I going? Who will I be when I get there? The earth tilted on it’s axis as I came to a crossroads. Confused, I simply stood in silence and listened to the wind.
It was tilted. The picture frame hanging on the wall. I’d tried to straighten it a million times, but it never really took.
Funny really… The way you think about things at a time like this. It’s so… Tilted. Maybe that’s the way it should be. But I come home every night looking at a crooked pi
J Robert DC
never thought of it. what can be tilted? an angle? hmmm or a head or the screen of my ipod touch.
Lynn
“tilt!”
The word flashed up and the pinball machine blocked as the score ran backwards to zero.
“No fair! That was no tilt!”
“I saw it! He saw it! Now get off the damned machine!”
tkrroache
wtf is a tilt. is it like tipping? I think it’s like tipping. It’s socoollike. LMAO! CHARLIE! XD HHAHA! I love charlieissocoollike! and Tom Milsom! Milsom is soooo sexy! XD I didn’t know what to write, so….yeah XD
He was able to tilt his cup so that the liquid inside covered the word printed on the bottom. Loser, it said. Not so, said his mind.
gino
unstable, unbalanced and uncertain, my world is tilting at the moment, rocking and shuddering like a cradle in the canopy of a rainforest, bending with the wind, swaying in the heart of a storm that threatens to destroy every splinter of wood, every shard and remnant of material that ive collected to build it. all of my life, no longer valuable. all my efforts, naught. redundant, and gone.
Jimmy
Holy damn, the tilt of my doors of perception somehow seemed to have slammed shut. I must have performed one of the operations of my personal subconscious without the proper means of retaliations.
Bligh
sometimes i wonder if the world is really tilted at all, if it’s hanging on it’s axis at the right angle, if anything. i really don’t know science, though. but i do know that your hat is at a jaunty angle.
tilted beyond belief, he smelled of mildew and tomorrow.
don’t tilt the candy machine for a freebe; it’s stealing. it may seem like a victimless crime, but these everyday little cheats chip away at our impulse and ability to live honestly, and they have other consequences you can’t predict. (The guy who stocks the machine doesn’t get it for free. See?)
He said it. then it was as if the world tilted on its edge. I asked myself, “how can anything ever be the same now.’ what led to this. i looked back into all the crevices of my mind to see what had caused this.
we have to get it straight.
we can’t just walk the line.
Not when it zigs.
And zags.
And whurls about.
Bumpers and all.
We must tilt.
And tilt.
Until the siren alerts
the room
that we are nothing
but
cheaters.
i have to be on a tilt to see that screen right. but i a so bored i am actuallyu starting to tilt over out of boredom
Speed at a full tilt. Leaning against the rush of air as legs pump across the astroturf at the fastest possible velocity your flesh container can manage.
Most of the time, when I find myself faced with a new challenge, I face it and run – full tilt. I’m not even sure what the phrase ‘full tilt’ really means, but I know that it implies being all-out enthused, and that’s how I face life.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
i’m on a tilt-a-whirl and it is going toooooo fasttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt
aaaaaaaaa
The leaning tower of Piza tilts at an usua angle. Drunk people tilt or sway when they walk. That flag is tilting at a slight angle. The word tilt means that an object is not upright, but is leaning slightly.
is it still a creative exercise to solve the same precise problem again and again? It this a method to drive you mad so that your own supernatural creativity bends the known universe into something worth exploring?
There was a garbage dump behind my neighborhood as a kid and one time me and Maddy were playing in there when we shouldn’t have been and I climbed up onto this old metal sheeting that was balanced on a broken refrigerator. It tilted and I fell and scraped my knee real bad and had to lie to my mom about it later that day.
just go where I want you to go you stupid ball, rolling rolling rolling rolling into the holes out of the goals and against the wrong walls, stupid game works better when you set it down
return the level surface to the inclined plane of what is a table and will be a wall for this widow’s house. She watches us eat pbj off of her home, she doesn’t mind; she’s southern
I remember playing pinball when I was little. Every now and then, it would “tilt”. I had no idea what it meant until someone told me to stop “tilting” the machine.
hours upon ours slapping little balls up ad down and all around until the lights are burning holes in our eyes, stuck at the pinnacle of things without any recourse as all the game stands still, hit it. You lose.
to turn something sideways
Push it, slowly, very slighty. Push it till it tilts. Pour it, slowly, very cautiously. Pour it till it’s full. Tip it, solwly, very gently. Tip it till it empties.
He moved his head back, leaning further backwards over the edge. High above him he could just see a few blonde locks on the edge of her balcony. ‘Look down’, ‘Look down and see me here, exisiting’. He leaned back a bit further, just a bit further to catch sight of her face. Between the locks of hair he spotted the red of her lips just a moment before he felt the railing move away from under him and realised he was going to fall.
what’s tilt? (I’m greek and I don’t know the meaning of the word)
The tilt of refrigerator meant that it won’t work no more. A dead refrigerator means no cold beer in the morning while looking for the hair of the dog.
“Wahoo!!” The roller coaster careened along full tilt and James loved every second of it. “Slow down,” the doctors had all advised. “No excitement. It is ill-advised for your cardiomyopathy and we want to extend your life as long as possible, now don’t we?” “Yes,” he had nodded his head in seeming agreement and then immediately headed toward Cedar Point. The world sped by him and his heart felt full to bursting. Now, this was living.
everything has become off-kilter, I’ve been put off my stride. The world has been turning like this for every day of my life. How come I’ve only noticed it now?
The ceiling will hit me
and the windmills keep coming with the storms behind. Over and over. The spin keeps. It’s hard to imagine a world without them. Spinning. Over and over. And I try to watch them with my head turned to the side.
Full tilt. All the way. One hundred percent above ground, daylight, nightlight, everything in between. Every wonder, every breathe, every second. Go. Go. Go out. Go on.
Pin ball.
Whack.
Shink.
Tossing, spinning, falling, flying.
Smack.
Ding.
Pin ball.
His hat was turned to one side. It was crooked purposely so he looked cool. He knew he wasn’t, and so did the guys down the street. Jack tried to swagger as he walked, wanting to be even more impressive to the young men he was trying to impress.
My world is on its side, falling but stable. I like to be on the edge. I like the feeling of not knowing when I’d hit the ground.
i can only imagine what the next planet will look like. we passed one last month that was huge and multicolored. there was a band of gas surrounding it that when looked at through the blue sun’s glare made the orb seem to tilt to one side as it gracefully flew by in it’s orbit to nowhere.
Tilting. It leaned over the side precariously, teetering and twirling. She held her breath. It hurt to think: it hurt to watch. The vase was slowing, but that didn’t mean much. It was at the end.
my brain is at a precarious tilt and i can’t think. what have i done?
Off balance.
I walked along the deserted road, looking all around me. Where does it lead? Where am I going? Who will I be when I get there? The earth tilted on it’s axis as I came to a crossroads. Confused, I simply stood in silence and listened to the wind.
It was tilted. The picture frame hanging on the wall. I’d tried to straighten it a million times, but it never really took.
Funny really… The way you think about things at a time like this. It’s so… Tilted. Maybe that’s the way it should be. But I come home every night looking at a crooked pi
never thought of it. what can be tilted? an angle? hmmm or a head or the screen of my ipod touch.
“tilt!”
The word flashed up and the pinball machine blocked as the score ran backwards to zero.
“No fair! That was no tilt!”
“I saw it! He saw it! Now get off the damned machine!”
wtf is a tilt. is it like tipping? I think it’s like tipping. It’s socoollike. LMAO! CHARLIE! XD HHAHA! I love charlieissocoollike! and Tom Milsom! Milsom is soooo sexy! XD I didn’t know what to write, so….yeah XD
He was able to tilt his cup so that the liquid inside covered the word printed on the bottom. Loser, it said. Not so, said his mind.
unstable, unbalanced and uncertain, my world is tilting at the moment, rocking and shuddering like a cradle in the canopy of a rainforest, bending with the wind, swaying in the heart of a storm that threatens to destroy every splinter of wood, every shard and remnant of material that ive collected to build it. all of my life, no longer valuable. all my efforts, naught. redundant, and gone.
Holy damn, the tilt of my doors of perception somehow seemed to have slammed shut. I must have performed one of the operations of my personal subconscious without the proper means of retaliations.
sometimes i wonder if the world is really tilted at all, if it’s hanging on it’s axis at the right angle, if anything. i really don’t know science, though. but i do know that your hat is at a jaunty angle.