harold.lloyd:
beauty in destruction
harold.lloyd:
defy the foul fiend
harold.lloyd:
The last leave of thee takes my weeping eye
harold.lloyd:
all things go, all things go
harold.lloyd:
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought
harold.lloyd:
Forty days and forty nights
harold.lloyd:
oh look it is a daisy yes that is what I think this may be yes
harold.lloyd:
up from the ashes
harold.lloyd:
Forget about yourself and all your plans
harold.lloyd:
nothing to say
harold.lloyd:
anemones, eh? bloody hell
harold.lloyd:
gambolling lamb
harold.lloyd:
none, but only a repair i' the dark
harold.lloyd:
To stop his wounds, lest he do bleed to death
harold.lloyd:
unemone
harold.lloyd:
It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago
harold.lloyd:
who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
harold.lloyd:
looking up at the clouds
harold.lloyd:
un peu de couleur
harold.lloyd:
Not like us humans where time just crawls until you become an adult, then all of a sudden it transforms itself into a rotting bullet train that makes occasional stops at semmingly endless points of boredom and regret. And it goes 20% faster every year.
harold.lloyd:
When I'm called off I got a sawed off / Squeeze the trigger and bodies are hauled off
harold.lloyd:
Oh Mickey, what a pity you don't understand, You take me by the heart when you take me by the hand
harold.lloyd:
blowing bubbles of air
harold.lloyd:
thy unkindness be like crooked age, To crop at once a too long wither'd flower.
harold.lloyd:
he's behind you
harold.lloyd:
kung fu hustle
harold.lloyd:
sneakering
harold.lloyd:
stupid butterfly is stupid
harold.lloyd:
jet pack
harold.lloyd:
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