1500 people went into the sea when Titanic sank from under it. There were 20 lifeboats floating nearby, and only one came back. One. Six were saved from the icy water; myself included. Six out of 1500. Afterwards, the 700 people in the boats had nothing to do but to wait. Wait to die. Wait to live. Wait for an absolution, but would not come until dawn.
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.
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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 threw 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.”
Yes, Tit.
YES, TIT
If Douglas Richardson had been on the Titanic, it wouldn’t have sunk.
