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Often living in a french absurdist play and counting forget-me-nots. 
the tilted swan,
flickr, instagram, personal, letters </description><title>wild limbs and mermaid gills</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @inherwar)</generator><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"I feel like I’ve swallowed a cloudy sky."</title><description>“I feel like I’ve swallowed a cloudy sky.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Haruki Murakami, &lt;em&gt;Sputnik Sweetheart&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/53245389610</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/53245389610</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Jun 2013 22:29:40 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/81725d2211149710168022283be1d9e8/tumblr_mfrpi9gUQY1qaz7uzo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/53245309825</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/53245309825</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Jun 2013 22:28:34 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Why do you have alot of feelings?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Because I need to start being a grown-up and start doing grown-up things and make grown-up decisions. Plus boys make me too emotional. Just kiss me and we’ll deal with the rest later. (See what I mean, I have trouble being a grown-up…)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/53172223743</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/53172223743</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Jun 2013 00:39:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I am eternally, devastatingly romantic, and I thought people would see it because ‘romantic’ doesn’t..."</title><description>“I am eternally, devastatingly romantic, and I thought people would see it because ‘romantic’ doesn’t mean ‘sugary.’ It’s dark and tormented — the furor of passion, the despair of an idealism that you can’t attain.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Catherine Breillat&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/53169095530</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/53169095530</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Jun 2013 23:54:52 -0400</pubDate><category>relevant forever</category></item><item><title>Someone come over and help me deal with all these feelings. I have too many.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Someone come over and help me deal with all these feelings. I have too many.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/53169010928</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/53169010928</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Jun 2013 23:53:40 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Statistically, the probability of any one of us being here is so small that the mere fact of our..."</title><description>“Statistically, the probability of any one of us being here is so small that the mere fact of our existence should keep us all in a state of contented dazzlement.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Lewis Thomas&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52902632447</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52902632447</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Jun 2013 19:10:41 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>
Anna Karina in Bande à part,1964
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/ddee9364446070923fef409ca24690f8/tumblr_mmxtjpL5ke1s5ibkmo4_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/651aa013f362217f2347a463f3b87139/tumblr_mmxtjpL5ke1s5ibkmo5_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna Karina in &lt;em&gt;Bande à part,1964&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52633241945</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52633241945</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Jun 2013 12:14:10 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/228db9befa20aec1a309f7781b19063c/tumblr_mkwvykmOHL1r5n21jo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52584308362</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52584308362</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Jun 2013 19:49:16 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>“I don’t remember lighting this cigarette and I don’t remember if I’m here alone or waiting for...</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;“I don’t remember lighting this cigarette and I don’t remember if I’m here alone or waiting for someone”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;— Leonard Cohen, Book of Longing &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52576742137</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52576742137</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Jun 2013 17:58:22 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Self-loathing Sunday creeping in and the sun is a lemon coloured lollipop right now and I want to...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Self-loathing Sunday creeping in and the sun is a lemon coloured lollipop right now and I want to put it into my mouth and then kiss someone cute.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52576602089</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52576602089</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Jun 2013 17:56:00 -0400</pubDate><category>personal</category><category>that's all</category></item><item><title>"How sad they are,
the promises we never return to.
They stay in our mouths,
roughen the tongue, lead..."</title><description>“How sad they are,&lt;br/&gt;
the promises we never return to.&lt;br/&gt;
They stay in our mouths,&lt;br/&gt;
roughen the tongue, lead lives of their own.&lt;br/&gt;
Houses built and unwittingly lived in;&lt;br/&gt;
a succession of milk bottles brought to the door&lt;br/&gt;
every morning and taken inside.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;

And which one is real?&lt;br/&gt;
The music in the composer’s ear&lt;br/&gt;
or the lapsed piece the orchestra plays?&lt;br/&gt;
The world is a blurred version of itself —&lt;br/&gt;
marred, lovely, and flawed.&lt;br/&gt;
It is enough.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Jane Hirshfield, from “&lt;a href="http://www.panhala.net/Archive/Autumn_Quince.html"&gt;Autumn Quince&lt;/a&gt;”, in “Of Gravity &amp; Angels”&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52418181681</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52418181681</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Jun 2013 20:09:41 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Before sunrise (1995)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/c8daca2b4515e199b4ae64b6cb0f5c8d/tumblr_mnsor8pZsu1r60h5mo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before sunrise&lt;/em&gt; (1995)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52145858660</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52145858660</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jun 2013 12:15:36 -0400</pubDate><category>this movie forever and ever</category></item><item><title>Forget me not.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/c277a94627c4e1e70b5971c48f2caa91/tumblr_mntxdkRXap1qdiz86o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Forget me not.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52070504637</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52070504637</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Jun 2013 14:15:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"We are stonecold and pure. We eat electric light."</title><description>“We are stonecold and pure. We eat electric light.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;James Joyce, &lt;em&gt;Ulysses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52069493366</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52069493366</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Jun 2013 13:59:28 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Lukasz Wierzbowski</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/b125a4c3dfa39b665a45b420f7879ada/tumblr_mnta01dnKH1qb1699o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/neon_tambourine/8927562666/"&gt;Lukasz Wierzbowski&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52059450061</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/52059450061</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Jun 2013 11:06:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>How do I find you?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;How do I find you?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/51850915089</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/51850915089</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 May 2013 22:33:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Jonas Bjerre from Mew for Gaffa Magazine Casper Sejersen, 2011</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6s296l2BQ1qzvwi2o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jonas Bjerre from Mew for Gaffa Magazine Casper Sejersen, 2011&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/51830852522</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/51830852522</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 May 2013 17:41:24 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Sea of Love by The National</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_51813391620" src="http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/51813391620/audio_player_iframe/inherwar/tumblr_mnoakfrCjb1qdiz86?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Finherwar%2F51813391620%2Ftumblr_mnoakfrCjb1qdiz86" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sea of Love &lt;/i&gt;by The National&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/51813391620</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/51813391620</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 May 2013 13:14:39 -0400</pubDate><category>the national</category><category>if i could be a song today i would be this one because it's everything that is these days</category></item><item><title>"I like beautiful melodies telling me terrible things."</title><description>“I like beautiful melodies telling me terrible things.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Tom Waits&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/51812769659</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/51812769659</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 May 2013 13:03:36 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"You must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame. How could you rise anew if you have not first..."</title><description>“You must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame. How could you rise anew if you have not first become ashes?”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/51774429401</link><guid>http://inherwar.tumblr.com/post/51774429401</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 May 2013 22:46:02 -0400</pubDate><category>relevant right now</category></item></channel></rss>
