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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>The two men of my life, and the poetry, politics, music, and infinite glasses of wine we’ve shared</description><title>Leopold &amp; Bonaparte</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @leopoldetbonaparte)</generator><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>I read somewhere, once, that crying defies scientific...</title><description>&lt;iframe src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F88281134&amp;liking=false&amp;sharing=false&amp;origin=tumblr" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" class="soundcloud_audio_player" width="500" height="116"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I read somewhere, once, that crying defies &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;scientific explanation. Tears are only meant to lubricate the eyes. There is no real reason for tear glands to overproduce tears at the behest of emotion.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;Veronica Roth, Insurgent&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/51164768492</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/51164768492</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 May 2013 15:19:00 -0400</pubDate><category>veronica roth</category><category>insurgent</category><category>tears</category><category>crying</category><category>cry</category><category>tear</category><category>florence and the machine</category><category>over the love</category><category>the great gatsby</category></item><item><title>There’s a man called the Doctor who lives on a cloud in the sky...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/3679a47d460f473cda60c2ace99b50d5/tumblr_mki2j8HWH91qmg7e5o1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There’s a man called the Doctor who lives on a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cloud in the sky and he keeps the bad dreams away.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.farbenfrei.tumblr.com"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/51078495849</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/51078495849</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 13:02:49 -0400</pubDate><category>doctor who</category><category>doctor</category><category>painting</category><category>art</category><category>world</category><category>globe</category></item><item><title> We danced our youth in a dreamed of city,
Venice, paradise,...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/623788102975e2525978a1ca76f246ad/tumblr_mhz3auXnny1rs5x14o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; We danced our youth in a dreamed of city,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Venice, paradise, proud and pretty,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;We lived for love and lust and beauty,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;We thought ourselves eternal then,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our glory sealed by God’s own pen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;But paradise, we found is always frail,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Against man’s fear will always fail.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Veronica Franco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/51061440954</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/51061440954</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 06:26:00 -0400</pubDate><category>veronica franco</category><category>venice</category><category>dangerous beauty</category><category>poem</category><category>poetry</category><category>courtsean</category></item><item><title>Forget them Wendy. Forget them all. Come with me where...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/f421f870d9483a27cc8d0f86b844be18/tumblr_mkwa8xN4eG1rusvzao1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forget them Wendy. Forget them all. Come with me where you’ll never, never have to worry about grownup things again.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Peter Pan, J.M. Barrie&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50984223448</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50984223448</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 08:01:29 -0400</pubDate><category>peter pan</category><category>J.m. barrie</category><category>wendy</category><category>necklace</category><category>breaking necklace</category><category>grownup</category><category>grown up</category><category>woman</category><category>neck</category><category>black and white</category><category>moving photo</category><category>never grow old</category><category>forever young</category></item><item><title>Place de l’Opéra.
Paris, mai 2013.</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/smfckNYz6OU?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Place de l’Opéra.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Paris, mai 2013.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50979245378</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50979245378</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 05:24:25 -0400</pubDate><category>paris</category><category>cartier</category><category>place de l'opera</category><category>opera</category><category>opera garnier</category><category>amour</category></item><item><title>Lupin: I'm not being ridiculous. Tonks deserves somebody young and whole.&#13;</title><description>Lupin: I'm not being ridiculous. Tonks deserves somebody young and whole.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Mr. Weasley: But she wants you. And after all, Remus, young and whole men do not necessarily remain so.</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50941067838</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50941067838</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 18:47:37 -0400</pubDate><category>harry potter</category><category>lupin</category><category>weasley</category><category>remus lupin</category><category>tonks</category><category>nymphadora tonks</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/7834d5659a0b0c73c4c7fca4b6969e0c/tumblr_mmyqb4xVnQ1qd0qtvo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50898871067</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50898871067</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 06:38:50 -0400</pubDate><category>f. scott fitzgerald</category><category>scott fitzgerald</category><category>fitzgerald</category><category>the great gatsby</category><category>the green light</category><category>hope</category><category>tomrorow</category><category>we'll run faster</category></item><item><title>There were no butterflies to be found,only a salt-churning ocean,
when I first saw you.
The waves of...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;There were no butterflies to be found,&lt;br/&gt;only a salt-churning ocean,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when I first saw you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The waves of my hair matched those&lt;br/&gt;in my uneasy stomach,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and I could hear my heart&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;beat, &lt;em&gt;beat&lt;/em&gt;, beating out of my chest.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If only I looked as delicate as I felt in that moment;&lt;br/&gt;I got the feeling that’s the sort of girl you went after.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was much too tall, too clumsy, and&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;my cheeks weren’t rosy enough.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Later I learned I’m much too hard on myself,&lt;br/&gt;and those butterflies danced around my head&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;like a halo&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when you kissed me.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;- &lt;em&gt;X, Fever Faun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50813787706</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50813787706</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 08:01:18 -0400</pubDate><category>butterflies</category><category>butterflies in my stomach</category><category>nervous</category><category>kiss me</category><category>when you kissed me</category><category>rosy cheeks</category><category>poem</category><category>poetry</category><category>butterfly</category><category>X</category><category>Feverfaun</category></item><item><title>There are no happy endings. Endings are the saddest part, So...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/fa6facdc1046541a1fa77996a3220865/tumblr_mibg4jN8a11rlv9cho1_250.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/1edc12e96cca35db22a8e7123edaecaf/tumblr_mibg4jN8a11rlv9cho2_250.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are no happy endings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;. Endings are the saddest part, So just give me a happy middle. And a very happy start&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Shel Silverstein&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50799954696</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50799954696</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 04:48:00 -0400</pubDate><category>happy endings</category><category>ending</category><category>the end</category><category>baby</category><category>camera</category><category>shel silverstein</category><category>there are no happy endings</category><category>sad</category><category>happy</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m870f02zos1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50714131671</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50714131671</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 03:34:48 -0400</pubDate><category>elephant</category><category>elephants</category><category>pie</category><category>marc johns</category><category>polka dots</category><category>polka dot elephants</category></item><item><title>… when I’m no longer young and beautiful?- Lana del...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/290828ef50cba260b89e97c081972284/tumblr_mmyrthlpKD1r5l858o1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/fba27b0c409d2742be2931e5410a4354/tumblr_mmyrthlpKD1r5l858o2_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/de326707abbd46fa2fd2d94f64f67193/tumblr_mmyrthlpKD1r5l858o3_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;… when I’m no longer young and beautiful?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;- Lana del Rey, Young and Beautiful&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50681233279</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50681233279</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 18:29:00 -0400</pubDate><category>young and beautiful</category><category>lana del rey</category><category>the great gatsby</category><category>gatsby</category><category>leonardo dicaprio</category><category>carey mulligan</category><category>love</category></item><item><title>Puisque j’en ai les larmes aux yeuxQue nos mains ne...</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_50647173614" src="http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50647173614/audio_player_iframe/leopoldetbonaparte/tumblr_mmx1f60cyr1r5l858?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fleopoldetbonaparte%2F50647173614%2Ftumblr_mmx1f60cyr1r5l858" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="85"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Puisque j’en ai les larmes aux yeux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Que nos mains ne tiennent plus ensemble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Que moi aussi je tremble un peu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Parce que je ne vais plus attendre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Puisqu’on va reprendre la route&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Puisque nous sommes proches de la nuit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Puisque ce monde a le vertige&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Puisqu’on sera un jour puni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Puisque je rampe comme un enfant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Et que je n´ai plus de chemise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Que c’est le bon Dieu qui nous fait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Que c’est le bon Dieu qui nous brise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Puisque rien ne peut arriver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Puisqu’il faut qu´il y ait une justice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Je suis né dans cette caravane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Et nous partons. Allez, viens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Allez, viens N.&lt;br/&gt;- P.L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50647173614</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50647173614</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 08:01:35 -0400</pubDate><category>allez viens</category><category>raphael</category><category>P.L.</category><category>caravane</category></item><item><title>Et nous partons. Allez, viens.Pour toi, N. Vingt-quatre heures.-...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/cb9eb28d54a795ec80c4c1e7596ac592/tumblr_mmx1ik7e4c1r5l858o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Et nous partons. Allez, viens.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pour toi, N. Vingt-quatre heures.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;- P.L.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50612905330</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50612905330</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 20:03:56 -0400</pubDate><category>P.L.</category><category>caravane</category><category>nice</category><category>beach</category><category>plage</category><category>galets</category><category>jambes</category><category>allez viens</category><category>raphael</category></item><item><title>"But we have given all of that up for plastic packaging and travel sizes."</title><description>“But we have given all of that up for plastic packaging and travel sizes.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt; &lt;em&gt;J.P. to P.L.&lt;br/&gt;May 5th, 2013&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50612351432</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/50612351432</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 19:56:15 -0400</pubDate><category>plane</category><category>travel</category><category>travel size</category><category>J.P.</category><category>P.L.</category></item><item><title>But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/2ea4c78810aeecf7e6d3b38ac7d86d73/tumblr_mmae4bQcu41s4ylu2o3_250.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/e068e7432f3edd9d6d633247f57bfbf5/tumblr_mmae4bQcu41s4ylu2o4_250.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/a407769a6e0295a755d8c023118f0496/tumblr_mmae4bQcu41s4ylu2o5_250.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/01001ce7ddb40920f96f7ba9a9acfc30/tumblr_mmae4bQcu41s4ylu2o7_250.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/282332b0c3e2b2a5f3447b23edd77571/tumblr_mmae4bQcu41s4ylu2o1_250.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/9c182b46b274c5bb4fb27cb6aa3824a5/tumblr_mmae4bQcu41s4ylu2o6_250.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/f99753a6d09cdd8af5b2634f5ab38a39/tumblr_mmae4bQcu41s4ylu2o8_250.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/37ed2dcca10b6d45280fb471c64193fb/tumblr_mmae4bQcu41s4ylu2o2_250.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was simple there, not even poverty, not sudden money, nor the moonlight, nor right and wrong nor the breathing of someone who lay beside you in the moonlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;—&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/49922676710</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/49922676710</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 04:43:00 -0400</pubDate><category>ernest hemingway</category><category>a moveable feast</category><category>paris</category><category>paris is a moveable feast</category><category>brasserie</category><category>la seine</category><category>seine</category><category>cafe au lait</category><category>cafe</category><category>Café</category></item><item><title>Pick the day. Enjoy it - to the hilt. The day as it comes....</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m25dsoC3w11qg1veto1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="userContent"&gt;Pick the day. Enjoy it - to the hilt. The day as it comes. People as they come.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="userContent"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="userContent"&gt;The past, I think, has helped me appreciate the present - and I don’t want to spoil any of it by fretting about the future.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Audrey Hepburn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/49810631887</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/49810631887</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2013 19:37:38 -0400</pubDate><category>audrey hepburn</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/a8040d7c1c366ee7321b7f5b6708e275/tumblr_mkt8ue1z011qbkqvro1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/49809561678</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/49809561678</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2013 19:24:12 -0400</pubDate><category>chanel</category><category>coco chanel</category><category>coco avant chanel</category><category>coco before chanel</category><category>a woman in love</category><category>love</category></item><item><title>Haven’t had a dream in a long time.- The Smiths, Please...</title><description>&lt;iframe src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F827476&amp;liking=false&amp;sharing=false&amp;origin=tumblr" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" class="soundcloud_audio_player" width="500" height="116"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haven’t had a dream in a long time.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- The Smiths, Please Please Please&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/49722986371</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/49722986371</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 May 2013 18:17:14 -0400</pubDate><category>please please please</category><category>please</category><category>the smiths</category><category>dream</category><category>haven't had a dream</category></item><item><title>"You are much more than
skin and bone.

I never anticipated
the butterflies."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;You are much more than&lt;br/&gt;
skin and bone.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I never anticipated&lt;br/&gt;
the butterflies.&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;k.l.g.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/49586476772</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/49586476772</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 May 2013 08:01:25 -0400</pubDate><category>butterflies</category><category>butterfly</category><category>skin and bone</category><category>K.L.G.</category></item><item><title>Oh honey I can see your house from here.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/a21a0afa43b2808241de5c533522b183/tumblr_mm5suzab6M1qbfoooo1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh honey I can see your house from here.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/49540239112</link><guid>http://leopoldetbonaparte.tumblr.com/post/49540239112</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2013 17:57:58 -0400</pubDate><category>butterfly</category><category>butterflies</category><category>plane</category><category>jason mraz</category><category>flutter</category><category>finger</category></item></channel></rss>
