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And even though this life, this love is brief I’ve got some people who carry me
Wasn’t it love as soon as we knew each other properly? Livin’ ‘bout half right 'til a certain person got to me Nothin’ is secret, everythin’s sacred, how it ought to be Under the moonlight on a clear night On rooftops is where I want to be
I lack the intelligence and eloquence to describe to you how much this surrounds and drowns my heart with feelings of grief, sorrow, quiet anger, helplessness and love, hope, and courage.
I can only hope that by the end of my life, I’ve experienced love immensely in so many ways, that I have stopped hesitating to name those who have carried me.
Dermot Kennedy
Some new portraits I shot for Schon Magazine with singer / songwriter Dermot Kennedy.
Fashion / Heather Dunphy Grooming / Matthew Green Photography Assistant / James Schieberl Fashion Assistant / Evan WoodsCasting / Anissa Payne
Dermot Kennedy live from Brooklyn at the Music Hall of Williamsburg.
Photos by Adele Sakey.
She’s bringing the moon and stars to me Damn permanent reverie And even though this life, this love is brief I’ve got some people who carry me Dermot Kennedy - For Island Fires and Family
When the depression meme fad ended but u still have like……actual depression
“I watched you as you sat next to me, but I couldn’t see you anymore. You were already gone and I just stared blankly as I wondered when did you even leave, when did you stop loving me.”
— Things I realized when I was drunk, part IV
“If you stopped loving me…would you be brave enough to tell me?”
“One day, you realize that there are some people you’ll never see again. At least, not in the same way.”
— I Wrote This For You (via moaka)
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these puppies believe in you, and you should too
Some stray writings from a different life:
“I hope the hurt you gave to me haunts you like a shipwreck lost at sea.”
“How many poems must I write about you before I can call you a religion?”
“Your words still keep me up at night, I must have drank them in my coffee cup. Next time I won’t spare the bottle.”
“Part of me wants to believe you left because you loved me. Part of me wants to believe you left me because you knew you couldn’t provide what was best for me. I know you knew this was hurting both of us. I know you didn’t do it out of hate. I know you didn’t do it because you simply didn’t like me anymore. I know you loved me even when you left.”
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extrasad:
Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because
I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside
of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.
The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told
me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded
my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.
I had stars in my lungs but I burned them
all out with the cigarettes I was smoking
to get you the fuck out of my throat. The
flowers growing at the bottoms of my
stomach are dead. Apparently you
can’t water flowers with vodka.
I had the sky in my veins but it’s
been pretty fucking stormy since I
ripped them open. I had planets
on the tip of my tongue but
the debris from the shattered
remains of “us” have been
crashing into them. I was
everything. And then I met
you and we were everything.
Now you’re fucking some
blonde girl who gets
high all the time and
I’m a fucking
mess.
this is my favorite fucking poem ever ever ever
fuck
I love this so much
this is fucking perfect
“I had stars in my lungs but I burned them all out with the cigarettes I was smoking to get you the fuck out of my throat.” Fuck this was so good.
Holy shit