Coco J. Ginger

“He's just not that into you if he is a sociopath.”

“Heart of a queen you’ll see me burst at the seams.”

“I’m ready, I’m bursting with colorI’m highlighed in the best this world has to offer—”

“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.”

“...but fame didn’t suit you, you compromised, a renegade rebel, you gave me your eyes.”

“...you’re in my blood spreading through my heart— pumping me numb.”

“This is the power of my heart. This is what I call sihr halal.”

“You'll never like me, but you'll always love me.”

“Your psychotic behavior and constant temper tantrums intrigue me.”

“Some chase after their dream job, while others CREATE their dream job.”

“Life is wonderful when you're the one to write it.”

“I don't want to go viral, I want to set hearts on fire.”

“Building an empire...one letter in front of the other.”

“I wear my heart on my blog.”

“He's just not that into you, if he doesn't have a heart.”

“In my story you're the villain. But in my heart, you're still the reigning King.”

“You own me, because you are me.”

“You can only use someone for so long before you dry them out. How long does a muse last? When do you let them loose?”

“Soul mates are muses. The people in your life you despise, disrespect and desire the most.”

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

“All the risks have been taken. Allowing me room to fly.”

“Fuck you perfectionism. Without you, I am brilliant.”

“If I wasn't so phenomenal. I would go back to you.”

“Dear Heart, please go away.”

“Some girls need men to take them places. Others just click their heels, spread their own wings, and fly.”

“I never want to arrive. I love the ride.”

“You are my counterfeit mystery. My artificial company. My forged reality. My imaginary friend I can’t eradicate.”

“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.”

“She stopped caring...and started laughing.”

“It is in this darkness that I have found all light— somehow become so bright, a shooting star on a stormy night.”

“Don't hate me because I'm beautiful. Hate me because I’m a domestic GODDESS and beautiful.”

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

“I can’t talk to you anymore.I can’t talk to youwith wordswith thoughtswith silence.I can’t talk to you anymore(she won’t talk to you anymore).”

“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.”

“Make your choice and make it quick, either build a real heart, or get out of my way QUICK.”

“Tar-heart baby, let me be, let me shine bright, stop making fun of me. Stop bringing up my past un-funs.”

“What had I done? Where was my fun? I wanted play, I wanted sun, he was the opposite —I called him Zum because he’s an un-fun, the sort of mean-fun bully on the playground-fun. Mean Mr. Zum.This was madness, this was badness this was sadness this was too much un-fun-ness.”

“No one likes you tar-heart baby, no one likes un-fun-ness.”

“What is love, if not the abandonment of all sanity, all dignity?”

“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?”

“….watch me rise like smoke from fire.Watch me fly above your hate.Watch me dance upon your meannesslike 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.”

“Head high, heart in hell—”

“My boy of steel. My man of honor. My perfect friend. My timeless soldier.”

“She’s hanging free, at liberty.”

“She is happy, she is bright.”

“She has been trying to pull her worth from him for so long. She has been trying to extract her beauty from his skin. She has been dying to be loved by him again...but he will always leave her empty”

“I near felt bad he choose to be so evil to me. I am a forgiving woman, but my pen... oh my wicked wicked hormonal she-pen.”

“He was so busy socializing, making sure people approved and liked him, he didn't notice his precious ticks of time slipping away. He was so popular. But now...I was famous.”

“Writer? A complimentary term to conceal one’s insanities.”

“Rewriting the world one heart at a time.”