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everyday people say words on here
im him
Tumblr taught me that people were the real neutered cucks all along
just for this post you get put in the cupboard where it is dark and lonely
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This sucks
guess I'm back here again
he survived because the fire inside him burned brighter than the fire around him
quick sketch, from my 1920+ universe, Olga and her tiger Changa, walk in the woods, cheers!
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By Hannah Hillam
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there are two types of pet owners:
1. my baby!!! my fucking cinammon apple!!!!!!!
2. naughty boy. ugly. stinky bastard man.
Bold of you to assume that these arent the same person just at different times
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There is a phrase used to describe people, often strangers, as âships passing in the night.â The phrase is meant to describe how fleeting the intersection of two lives can be, how briefly people we donât know can flicker in and out of our lives.Â
But when I read about the Titanic, I think we can push the phrase further. Because sometimes, as you pass another ship in the night, you may hear a cry in the dark. A person in danger. A shout for help. Distress rockets and SOS signals wailing into the night. A stranger in crisis.Â
And in those fleeting moments as your ship passes theirs, you get to make the choice- are you the Californian, the closest ship to the Titanic, which saw the distress rockets and saw the lights on the horizon and sat and did nothing; or are you the Carpathia, turning on a dime, pushing all steam to the engines, racing to help?
We can not say for sure what caused the Californian to not help the Titanic in that night of crisis. Whether is was apathy or incompetence or fear, we donât know.
 But we know that every single soul who survived the Titanic survived because of the Carpathia. Because the crew and the passengers of that ship raced nearly 60 miles through ice fields above their maximum speed in the dead of night, readying life boats, readying triage, to pull them from the water.Â
So, yes, we are ships passing in the night, and when given the chance to turn away or do good, always err on the side of reckless compassion.Â