Edward, it was Really Nothing

Another leather-clad middle-aged sad sack dying alone in a puddle of my own piss.

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"You're gonna end up another leather-clad, middle-aged sad sack, dying alone in a puddle of his own piss"

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"I'm not dying. Not for that ponce, and not for you."

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"Techically, the fire killed [that guy], not me."

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 1000 likes!

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"I've had a few secret passages built into the ship... you know, just for fun."

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"Feels nice to tidy up a little. Can't believe I was living like this."

(in case anyone thought depression robe Ed wasn't cycling)

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"This is who I am, Stede. Can you see me now? You were always gonna realize what I am."

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"The Gentleman Pirate, I presume?"

"You've heard of me?"

"Oh yeah, I've heard of you... I've heard all about you."

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"For years I've followed your every whim, I've managed your increasingly erratic moods, I've massaged this crew when they were worried about your judgment... I did all that because I was honored to work for the legendary Blackbeard, the most brilliant sailor I had ever met. But now, you're just an insane, unpleasant shell of a man who's merely posing as Blackbeard."

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Our Flag Means Shakespeare

"O, swear not by the moon, th' inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circled orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable" --Romeo & Juliet (2.2.109-111)

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Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,

To the last syllable of recorded time;

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,

And then is heard no more. It is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing.

--Macbeth (5.5.16-27)

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Remember thee! Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat In this distracted globe. --Hamlet (1.5.95-97)

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Our Flag Means Shakespeare

"How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child!" --King Lear (1.4.288-289)

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Thank you @cakewith50oranges and everyone who got me to 100 reblogs!

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Cry 'Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war. --Julius Caesar (3.1.254)

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O God I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space —were it not that I have bad dreams. --Hamlet (2.2.254-256)

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Where be your gibes now? --Hamlet (5.1.172)

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Once more unto the breach, dear friends! --Henry V (3.1.1)