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I want your most vital organ. I want it to be mine.
Coco J. Ginger
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No heartbreak has grieved me as much to discover, the calorie content of my peanut butter.
Coco J. Ginger
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Your psychotic behavior and constant temper tantrums intrigue me.
Coco J. Ginger
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But every spiteful word she ever wrote him was effortless love clenched in her fists. Her heart screaming for stability in this fiery game of desire.
Coco J. Ginger
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Maybe she had it wrong all this time and her empty heart could never be filled by his ingenious broken spirit. Maybe this yearning had nothing to do with him, and everything to do with her.
Coco J. Ginger
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And I don’t even like you, but the pain of life without you is biting.
Coco J. Ginger
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Soul mates are muses. The people in your life you despise, disrespect and desire the most.
Coco J. Ginger
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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
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I wore your promise on my finger for one year I'll wear your name on my heart til I die Because you were my boy, you were my only boy forever.
Coco J. Ginger
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Love thy neighbor as thyself. Unless he calls you names. Then do not love him, run in the opposite direction and throw a gerbil at his door.
Coco J. Ginger
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He's just not that into you, if he doesn't have a heart.
Coco J. Ginger
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I want your hand without the skin. Bone to bone without the molds. Mouth to mouth, without the porn.
Coco J. Ginger
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She wanted to write about something other then love. Yet her freethinking pen seemed more adhered to her heart then to her head. A battle she never felt worth fighting.
Coco J. Ginger
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This is my carefree, this is my freedom–this is MY HAPPY.
Coco J. Ginger
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I’m ready, I’m bursting with color I’m highlighed in the best this world has to offer
Coco J. Ginger
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Time to get a go on this drop-dead-gorgeous morning.
Coco J. Ginger
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Growth in love comes from a place of absence, where the imagination is left to it’s own devices and creates you to be much more then reality would ever allow.
Coco J. Ginger
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She’s hanging free, at liberty.
Coco J. Ginger
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Our stations in life, our difference of cultures, the pain-laid men who raised us—forbid us to be us. They have brainwashed us. We feel we should believe the polarity between us.
Coco J. Ginger
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Poor Mr. Zum now he was un-fun and had no funs left who wanted to entertain him. What a qerbackle, what an un-fun pickle to be in.
Coco J. Ginger
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You are my heart, my head, my spine-you are the beat thumping through every line, and that’s why I write–it’s the only time we can be side by side.
Coco J. Ginger
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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
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If I had no imagination, I would hate you. But I don’t want to be part of your reality.
Coco J. Ginger
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I am torn open, unabridged, hot and a bit crazy inside. This is the feeling which belongs to me, she has always been mine.
Coco J. Ginger
