harold.lloyd:
as you were
harold.lloyd:
in spite of the warning voice that comes in the night and repeats, how it yells in my ear
harold.lloyd:
Yellow tides, golden eyes... red and white, red and wise
harold.lloyd:
After The Gold Rush
harold.lloyd:
Dana Katherine Scully, M.D.
harold.lloyd:
lens porn at f/1.0
harold.lloyd:
Men's natures wrangle with inferior things (and free jpeg presets, too)
harold.lloyd:
RRRAAWWWWRRRRRR MUST STOMP BENCHEH RRAAWWWRRRRR
harold.lloyd:
Driving in your car, I never never want to go home
harold.lloyd:
One morning I shot an elephant in my pyjamas
harold.lloyd:
I listen to my juddering bones / The blood in my veins and the wind in my lungs / And I am breathless without you
harold.lloyd:
Whatever lurks ahead, grievous abominations and disorder, you and me walk into together as always
harold.lloyd:
every whisper of every waking hour
harold.lloyd:
Lister & Branch
harold.lloyd:
Who lives inside this little house? It's Toffle, all alone. Poor Toffle doesn't notice quite how lonely he has grown.
harold.lloyd:
As an unperfect actor on the stage
harold.lloyd:
will do for now
harold.lloyd:
I invent nothing. I rediscover.
harold.lloyd:
when the hurly-burly's done
harold.lloyd:
Two men look out the same prison bars; one sees mud and the other stars.
harold.lloyd:
but the moon saw
harold.lloyd:
chillyfly migrates
harold.lloyd:
chillyfly is chilly
harold.lloyd:
"The most beautiful photos can simply be those which induce us to look again at the same scene - say, by re-using last Saturday's shot with a much tigher crop and maybe flipping it vertically." - Ansel Adams
harold.lloyd:
en pointe
harold.lloyd:
I have been getting visits from crossdressing fans all day
harold.lloyd:
KINKY CROSSDRESSER SHOE SNIFFERS
harold.lloyd:
We'd better get back, 'cause it'll be dark soon, and they mostly come at night... mostly.
harold.lloyd:
Our lusty english, all with purpled hands
harold.lloyd:
never smile at a crocodile
