Since I got news of the accident regarding Pup Nobley, I have been just scouring the internet for news, updates, anything. Most of me feels like this is a tremendous mistake, and I’m searching for just some sort of some revelation that it’s not true. It just feels so fundamentally wrong.
The sheer response to this incident is amazing. Puppixel’s post has over 700 notes. People who never even met Nobley, or just chatted with him, are commenting on just his positivity toward life; and his experiments in sexuality has helped people learn things about themselves and move their kink experiences in a new direction. I’ve seen pups on Twitter who have barely heard of him, but are mourning the loss of a pup in the community in general. It’s incredible, the length of the string that connects us all.
To most people in Nobley’s life, he was just a regular normal person going to school and living his life. It’s weird to realize most people in his day to day life probably have no idea about any of the ripples he’s caused.
I’ve been part of the Tumblr community for three years, and this whole thing has completely changed how I view this platform now. I was talking to a Tumblr-friend some time ago, and we remarked about past bloggers who have de-activated and vanished. We have no idea what happened to them, or where they went, or if they’re alive, well, or happy. It’s just a pile of tiny mysteries. I have 7,000 followers, and I have wondered before if any of my readers died and I didn’t know it. We have no way to know if any of us die. But now I know, and that’s jarring. Pup Nobley’s Tumblr is going to be there for a longtime. And his twitter. And I see his photos everywhere. Everyone has a small piece of Nobley. I hope you all save these photos, these videos, because Nobley will live on in the hearts, minds, and harddrives of us all.
I’m going to go back to regular posting on Saturday, but it’ll probably be a while before I write pup posts again. Nobley used to message me out of the blue and tell me how much he liked the pup captions I wrote, which was so silly because he constantly inspired me to write them. He and @bookofbaitnate were some of the first people I talked to on Tumblr. It’s gonna be so hard knowing Nobley will never read my captions again, I can’t caption his pictures anymore, and I will never get those messages again.
I know all of my posts probably seems really selfish to some. I’m crying for some reason, and I’m even shocked at how hard this has hit me. I’m embarrassed about it now. I think I’ve made more posts about this than anyone else on Tumblr lol. I mean I never even met Nobley in person, considering I live in California and he lived in the Netherlands. I wish I did. I wish I could meet all of you and hug you all. You’re all awesome, and I love you all. We need to tell each-other these things in case we suddenly can’t anymore.