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Your psychotic behavior and constant temper tantrums intrigue me.
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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No heartbreak has grieved me as much to discover, the calorie content of my peanut butter.
Coco J. Ginger
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I want your most vital organ. I want it to be mine.
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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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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Time to get a go on this drop-dead-gorgeous morning.
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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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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Soul mates are muses. The people in your life you despise, disrespect and desire the most.
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 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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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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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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Her heart had grown so familiar to the pain of life without him, that to respond now seemed too large a pleasure she could not endure. If pain was love, then she loved fiercely. Yet knew she could not be near that boy again.
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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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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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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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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I had hoped to be disliked by most, not by way of rebellion, but by way of excellence, disdain for the habitual, and the common man’s inability to grasp this. The act of being scorned? I saw it as a victory, my irreverent boast against this world which could never fully quench me.
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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She’s hanging free, at liberty.
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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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
