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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
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He’s huge….

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That’s Deep Blue, they think she’s the biggest white shark ever filmed

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Of course it’s a girl. She’s beautiful and I’ll keep my hands inside the cage at all times

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I…I love her.

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My daughter is beautiful and strong.

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her dorsal fin is longer than a full grown adult but I in all my 5'2" glory still wants to protect her

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I am, I believe, the reasonable amount of scared of sharks that a smart soft mammal should be, but I definitely just said “whos a big pretty girl” at the screen.

Thank you, tumblr, for reminding me that things I’m afraid of are beautiful too.

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So I got curious and look this giant up and found this picture of the diver high fiving her as she passed.  According to the article, not only is Deep Blue big but in the picture she’s super pregnant too.  

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Reblog for Deep Blue positivity

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I love her so much

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So you could say that she is the… *Greatest* White Shark?

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“My domain is time,” said the Genie. “Instead of three wishes, you get three decisions. Go back and choose again.”

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“Mr Genie, I’m only 17. I haven’t made any massive decisions in my life.” I said to him, frowning. He smiled.

“Any decision you make will alter the course of your life. See, try changing something little.”

I thought about a little decision I’d made. Right, breakfast on the 2nd of August, 2009. The genie told me that I’d had cornflakes that morning, so I went with rice bubbles. Apparently, the rice bubbles has trace cyanide and I had to go to the hospital. Here, I met a man who fought in Vietnam. He was in the bed next to me, although he never talked because he was deaf. I did befriend him, however. The hospital fruit was revolting but this gentleman loved it. He hated toast, so he’d give me his in exchange for my fruit. On his last day, he slipped a note to me. On it was an address, his I assumed. I asked mum to drive me there the following day.

A huge mansion with sprawling gardens met us when we arrived. There stood the old man, weary with age but a huge smile on his face. “I have no family,” he began. “I’m leaving all of this to my closest friend. You.”

I felt my head go light as I was transported back to the present day. The genie smiled.

“Still got two more choices.” 

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