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It’s been 84 years.. and I can still smell the fresh paint. The china had never been used. The sheets had never been slept in. Titanic was called the ship of dreams.. and it was. It really was.

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Photo Post Fri, Nov. 15, 2013 7,114 notes

This is amazing.

This is amazing.

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Photo Post Mon, Feb. 04, 2013 271,865 notes

moomoomeep:

ohmycroft-holmes:








I still ship it

i ship the part that’s falling with the part that’s sinking 

Welcome to Tumblr: where we’ll actually ship sinking ships.

^REBLOGED JUST FOR THAT COMMENT

Most tragic of the otps
Just look at how they’re being ripped apart
And there’s nothing they or anyone else can do to stop it
It’s heartbreaking

That iceberg was such a cockblock.

It all happened so fast. One second we were together, happy as ever, gliding over the water without a care in the world. The next we were being ripped apart, probably never to see each other again. 
As the iceberg tore through me I knew this would be the end; of the passengers, mine, and the love of my life…my other half’s, lives.
“Anic!” I called out, as our boards slowly fell apart, tearing us away from each other one by one.
“Yes, Tit,” she cried, desperately. I could hear in her voice that she was trying to be strong, but just as we were as a whole, she was crumbling herself. I felt myself being sucked into the water and I knew these would be our last words.
“I love you,” I whispered.
She couldn’t hear me over the screams and called out, asking me what I had said. But it was too late. I was going under.

I lost it at, “Yes, Tit.”


^^^^^

moomoomeep:

ohmycroft-holmes:

I still ship it

i ship the part that’s falling with the part that’s sinking 

Welcome to Tumblr: where we’ll actually ship sinking ships.

^REBLOGED JUST FOR THAT COMMENT

Most tragic of the otps

Just look at how they’re being ripped apart

And there’s nothing they or anyone else can do to stop it

It’s heartbreaking

That iceberg was such a cockblock.

It all happened so fast. One second we were together, happy as ever, gliding over the water without a care in the world. The next we were being ripped apart, probably never to see each other again. 

As the iceberg tore through me I knew this would be the end; of the passengers, mine, and the love of my life…my other half’s, lives.

“Anic!” I called out, as our boards slowly fell apart, tearing us away from each other one by one.

“Yes, Tit,” she cried, desperately. I could hear in her voice that she was trying to be strong, but just as we were as a whole, she was crumbling herself. 
I felt myself being sucked into the water and I knew these would be our last words.

“I love you,” I whispered.

She couldn’t hear me over the screams and called out, asking me what I had said. But it was too late. I was going under.

I lost it at, “Yes, Tit.”

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^^^^^

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Text Post Tue, Jan. 24, 2012 42 notes

When people say Titanic isn’t sad…

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