#妈的多重宇宙# Everything Everywhere All At Once
打开内心再进入一次妈的多重宇宙 哭得很舒畅 loooooove it ❤️
Part 1: EVERYTHING
W: Are you crying?
E: I saw my life without you. I wish you could have seen it. ... It was beautiful.
J: Don't worry, Evelyn.
E: No, no! Oh, God!
J: It's ... Organic.
W: She's not Most People. You are incredible.
You're capable at anything, because you're so bad at everything.
E: What is the truth?
J: Nothing matters. It goes away. Sucked into A Bagel.
E: If I can become like her, maybe I'll be strong enough to save my Joy.
E: It's not your fault. It's Jobu in my Joy. You are the reason.
打开内心再进入一次妈的多重宇宙 哭得很舒畅 loooooove it ❤️
Part 1: EVERYTHING
W: Are you crying?
E: I saw my life without you. I wish you could have seen it. ... It was beautiful.
J: Don't worry, Evelyn.
E: No, no! Oh, God!
J: It's ... Organic.
W: She's not Most People. You are incredible.
You're capable at anything, because you're so bad at everything.
E: What is the truth?
J: Nothing matters. It goes away. Sucked into A Bagel.
E: If I can become like her, maybe I'll be strong enough to save my Joy.
E: It's not your fault. It's Jobu in my Joy. You are the reason.
#深圳[超话]#[给你小心心] #深圳# [给你小心心]#致自己# [给你小心心]#治愈不开心# [给你小心心]#情感语录# [给你小心心]
Now I’m shaking drinking all this coffee.
These last few weeks have been exhausting.
I’m lost in my imagination.
I’m trying to realise.
It’s alright to not be fine.
Oh your own !
Now I’m shaking drinking all this coffee.
These last few weeks have been exhausting.
I’m lost in my imagination.
I’m trying to realise.
It’s alright to not be fine.
Oh your own !
荷兰人还教你俩读莎士比亚
(附:
Dutch: Shall I compare thee to, uh... What shall I compare thee to?
Molly: You tell me, Dutch?
Dutch: Arthur, what should I compare her to?
Arthur: An idiot... if you believe his crap. Hey, Molly, that's what you should compare him to.
Dutch: Arthur Morgan. A man with less poetry in his heart has not walked the earth since Cromwell.
Arthur: When poetry starts robbing farms and feeding men, I'll take it up.
Dutch: Oh it does. In ways you cannot image.)
(附:
Dutch: Shall I compare thee to, uh... What shall I compare thee to?
Molly: You tell me, Dutch?
Dutch: Arthur, what should I compare her to?
Arthur: An idiot... if you believe his crap. Hey, Molly, that's what you should compare him to.
Dutch: Arthur Morgan. A man with less poetry in his heart has not walked the earth since Cromwell.
Arthur: When poetry starts robbing farms and feeding men, I'll take it up.
Dutch: Oh it does. In ways you cannot image.)
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