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i feel as though i’m the first person to read the bible after they put it all together

everyone else writing home: it’s cold, pretty though, love you
james fitzjames, for some fucking reason: collins is mad, no wife for me, goodsir walks on tiptoes, I stripped and nearly drowned in a canoe, I saw a 25ft dolphin, no wife for me x2, fuck this fox

this man’s annoying as fuck im surprised they didn’t cannibalise him sooner

call me paranoid but if the two ice masters, employed solely on the basis that they understand the ice, on MY trip to the arctic, decided to take out life insurance before the ships left, I would probably call in sick

keeps making me cry. literally every page bro leave me alone