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  • #1
    Coco J. Ginger
    “He brought out the worst in me, and was the best thing that ever happened to me.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #2
    Coco J. Ginger
    “I want to learn your trickery and feel what it’s like to have me wrapped around your finger. I want to lie to everyone because it gets me where I want faster. I want to be like you, because you are blind; and now that I finally see, I don’t want to.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #3
    Coco J. Ginger
    “If I wasn't so phenomenal. I would go back to you.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #4
    Coco J. Ginger
    “....hurts not just the heart, but every part.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #5
    Coco J. Ginger
    “Stop pretending. You wanted to be real right? This hurts, this is what it feels like, this is the growing up, the stoping pretending, the false past tap-dancing. This is the owning. This is the no-i-won’t-be-performing, this is growing out of the glamour and back into the tattered shabby mis-constructed hearts shadow. This is me owning. This is me admitting. This is me realing-up, maning-up. growing up, wanting up.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #6
    Coco J. Ginger
    “I pull away, you pull me back, you grab my hand and wrap me around. What you did not know is—– my heart is my hand.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #7
    Coco J. Ginger
    “Fuck you perfectionism. Without you, I am brilliant.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #8
    Coco J. Ginger
    “Every fairytale has a villain. All high quality happy endings involve a black-hearted monster. I just didn't want you to be mine.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #9
    Coco J. Ginger
    “I was supposed to act breezy, but my fingertips are shaking, and my heart won’t stop its rapid beating.
    I’m giving in. I cannot cave.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #10
    Coco J. Ginger
    “When it’s just you, just me, no one around to tell us how we should be—I know we could have made it. I know we could have fought it. I know we could have conquered.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #11
    Coco J. Ginger
    “All the risks have been taken. Allowing me room to fly.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #12
    Coco J. Ginger
    “I’ll dream up a world where you never existed. A world you could never live in. I’ll live there without you.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #13
    Coco J. Ginger
    “Overexposing my innards to careless hearts and hands is a practice I am prepared to stop performing.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #14
    Coco J. Ginger
    “What I knew, adored, and fell for was a fantasy. He did not exist in human terms.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #15
    Coco J. Ginger
    “Did my courage make you crazy? Cripple you with the unknown?
    Did my silence create desire—make you feel things you could not discern?
    Is my shinning light exploding? Can your eyes not yet adjust?
    Is my forgiveness running through you? Knowing your pain I will not digest?
    Is my confidence disrupting the girl you LOVE to HATE the most?”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #16
    Coco J. Ginger
    “…I felt each beat slowing as his breathe fell away from my world. “You’re going to be okay” I lied, as blood spilled painting my fingers crimson. He stared blankly gasping for breath. My fingers never worked the same after that day. They became wild, fierce---unruly. And heart? I don’t know where heart is; I think he still has her.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #17
    Coco J. Ginger
    “If I had no imagination, I would hate you. But I don’t want to be part of your reality.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #18
    Coco J. Ginger
    “She stopped caring...
    and started laughing.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #19
    Coco J. Ginger
    “If you were green tea, I’d be your tea cup. If you were dark chocolate, I’d be the paper that wraps you up. If you were a train, I’d be your tracks
    If you were a brain, I’d be the heart attached.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #20
    Coco J. Ginger
    “….watch me rise like smoke from fire.

    Watch me fly above your hate.

    Watch me dance upon your meanness
    like a ballerina with posture; grace.

    Watch me laugh over your hatred;
    watch me soar above your sea of grief.

    And know that I am out there somewhere…

    C R U S H I N G.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #21
    Coco J. Ginger
    “Here I sit like a brainless robot writing the uncensored, chaotic, evil thoughts springing about in my temperamental female brain.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #22
    Coco J. Ginger
    “I hate you. I hate you like the girl who hates cake because it makes her fat and she can’t stop eating it.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #23
    Coco J. Ginger
    “Your psychotic behavior and constant temper tantrums intrigue me.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #24
    Coco J. Ginger
    “My insides turn outward in acknowledgement of your absence. My heart slips out of my chest and down into my gut.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #25
    Coco J. Ginger
    “I write with my spine, create through my heart and defiant mind. Happy or not happy, it’s real, it’s living like blood, pen and paper. Hearts that wake up racing, wanting. Trading fear in for the hurt, the hard, the challenge, the change, the pain, the stuff that makes you grow bigger, stronger, better. Granting you the crazy, the genius, the ability, the power to change the world.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #26
    Coco J. Ginger
    “Dear Heart, please go away.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #27
    Coco J. Ginger
    “I’m too tired, too tired hearing your mean-wording, your pretending, your name-calling, sorry, not sorry, words you write, I should forgive because you didn’t mean them right? Oh plus I deserved them? Alright.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #28
    Coco J. Ginger
    “Some girls need men to take them places. Others just click their heels, spread their own wings, and fly.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #29
    Coco J. Ginger
    “I hope you stand there for me, even though I won’t be listening, I hope you speak like I am hearing, that’s the man you are to me, that’s the only man I want to keep here inside of me. That’s the man you can be, and that’s the man I will take with me.”
    Coco J. Ginger

  • #30
    Coco J. Ginger
    “The white noise in his heart, the sum of all his colors
    —the metronome to which he beat
    [was she].”
    Coco J. Ginger



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