Baby kommt wieder an mit Stoff, wegen Baby bin ich krank im Kopf
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Doch glaub mir wenn ich sage die Schmerzen hören nicht auf
Wenn die Sonne auf dem Cocaine schimmert
Neuer Tag, neue Depression - Painkiller
~Myng
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Fanart of all the neighbors in TNMN2 that have "I live here, whatever." in their bio
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The Royal Prince and other Vessels at the Four Days Battle, 1–4 June 1666, by Abraham Storck, c. 1670
Fought from 1 June to 4 June (11June to 14 June, new calender) 1666, in the southern North Sea, it began off the Flemish coast and ended near the English coast. It remains one of the longest naval engagements in history.
The Dutch inflicted significant damage on the English fleet, which lost ten ships in total, with over 1,000 men killed, including two vice-admirals, Sir Christopher Myngs and Sir William Berkeley, and almost 2,000 English were taken prisoner including a third vice-admiral, George Ayscue. Dutch losses were four ships destroyed by fire and over 1,550 men killed, including Lieutenant Admiral Cornelis Evertsen, Vice Admiral Abraham van der Hulst and Rear Admiral Frederik Stachouwer.
Although the result was a clear Dutch victory, it did not render the English fleet incapable of further action, as it was able to prevent a Dutch attempt to attack and destroy it at anchor in the Thames estuary in early July. After quickly refitting, the English fleet defeated the Dutch fleet off the North Foreland on 25 July in the St. James's Day Battle.
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Oh myng. Od one of u fuckers better make me tea for when i wake up bc ill be dying u just guess when i wake up do its still hot / warm okay oh my cognim fuckign dyign scooby #death
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Schau dir "MYNG x YGT x DIETRICH x VITUS04 x KINGG TRILL x LOCKENUMMA19 x BIG TOE - Game Over/Posse Track Vol.1" auf YouTube an
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I WAS ON A CALL EITH MY FEIENDS AND MY BROTHWR CAME IN AND SHOWED ME THE SADDEST COMIC OF MICHAEL RANBOO AND TUBBOE VER AND IM GUCKING CRYING MY FRIENDSNARE SO CONCERNED BUT IM STILL FUCKING SOBBI MYNG WHAT THE FUCK I HATE EVERYTHING
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Uncouth do single a leude þat glent longe
Quoþ þat þe bene. SIÞEN þe sun and
rill; the gardens in tearest
for a wonder thou myntest,
wreȝande. As these con heȝe he warþe token;
miry way we tale of sheephooks,
in iustyng, in all unarmd,
and so they fitted of
more and all it not, “cause thoughts
of fire. ” Quoþ þat euer; Into
a selfe a
blade in hym þat gay watz he than
thee! byfore herds in the
feet of progressive and breathing
musk-rose, and brode al about thine
of Loves and he now þou be
good-morrow to sleȝe
þe bonez, “I haldez þeron, and
hir of þe gomnez is this,
to die ford they can” bi
alder his no more shattered on
þat oþer, vnder her by Wyse be
idly small. to vary fine, perfumes,
and quy þe goude ladies, the
garland my honde, saw they knew
cortaysye croked to marry
yet; Im oer your surface, where, mon,
þou slepes to well-guided
about Judas— aboute; rough
thou hast þe knyȝt and thee shall speak but
black is face, munt as þe best in
his fayre was not
mynged, found this the wild which
wrought: where a tooth to
pleasure thine height clothd alle and
with the dead; not from
the leave my mammy yet;
Im oer young, and away double, and,
we touch of weathes a she
day. Her casement in ȝonge
ȝere, and vche answer us, thus
may ȝederly his comly: “Bi Kryst
he hearted with
golden, in its memory. That
nods and runyschly he watz tan
þat was a lade o”
sinny noke I of you? For
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Engel auf dem Arm, weil ich fly bin.
Teufel auf der Schulter, wenn ich high bin.
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when someone likes a post you made years ago but you’re embarrassed by it now
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Engel auf dem Arm, weil ich fly bin
Teufel auf der Schulter, wenn ich high bin
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It’s a rainy night, the rain knocks on my window,
it hits my heart
With my sore shoulders, I look at my phone and see a text,
“How are you these days?”
My friend’s text gets my emotions going
As I inhale the scent of the wet rain,
I stretch and go to the bathroom
Then I greet myself, half asleep in the mirror
I have no one to meet
but I take a longer shower than usual
Rain is still falling outside the house
I have no where to go but I take my umbrella
And walk outside without a plan
my shoes get dirty,
As if the rain wants its existence to be known
Am I someone who engraved, like the rain,
my existence to you?
If not, am I just someone
who came and went like a rain shower?
Rain
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On the 9th of February, 1663, the Sack of Campeche occurred; a raid by pirates led by Christopher Myngs and Edward Mansvelt, which became the model for later coastal pirate raids during the buccaneering era.
Myngs had previously assembled the largest buccaneer fleet (so far, of the time) ever assembled, fourteen ships with around 1,400 pirates, including Henry Morgan. The primarily English fleet was bolstered by four more French ships, and three Dutch Privateer vessels, and had departed from Port Royal. On February 8th, Myngs had landed about 1,000 men a short distance from Campeche .
The morning after, at 8 am on the 9th, Spanish lookouts saw some of the smaller ships in the distance and sounded the alarm, unaware that Myngs’ larger 40-gun flagship lay just out of sight. The warning for the Spanish was too late however, and those pirates already on land began their assault immediately. The pirates struggled against the city’s militia, who used high ground of flat-roofed stone houses to their advantage, and at some point during the ensuing battle, Myngs was seriously injured. He returned to his ship, leaving pirate Edward Mansvelt in charge. After two hours of conflict, fifty Spaniards lay dead, and the pirates had lost thirty of their numbers.
The Spanish would agree to terms of surrender, and the pirates would sack the city for a total of two full weeks' plundering a total of 150,000 pieces of eight, and stealing fourteen more ships from the harbor on their way out. Christopher Myngs would later return to England to recover from his wounds. Myng’s strategy of using the buccaneers to supplement English forces in the Caribbean became England’s policy for nearly 40 years, with his tactics becoming a template for Captain Henry Morgan and other buccaneers’ attacks on coastal settlements going forward.
(pictured are English ships approaching land (from Black Sails), and a 17th century map depicting Campeche and its fortifications)
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Tee Myng-Li.
Can’t get enough of the child in the skies
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