Coco J. Ginger's Blog, page 29
April 26, 2013
Top 10 Reasons I am still Blogging after I said Goodbye
I am woman. I am woman. I am woman. I am woman. I am woman. I am woman. I am woman. I am woman. I am woman. I am woman. “’Cause I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.” —Maya Angelou
She made him want to be…
..a better man.
April 25, 2013
Love and Hate?
“Love sees sharply; hatred sees even more sharp. But jealousy sees the sharpest — for it is love and hate at the same time.” ~ Arab proverb
April 24, 2013
:) Happiness
..starts in your head. No one can give it to you. No one can take it from you. It’s yours to treasure. It’s yours to trash. Happiness —> starts in your head.
April 23, 2013
OMG
The last two posts I’ve posted aren’t real. I’m so sorry and embarrassed. Horrified really.. Oh well. Life goes on. Have a pretty Day! Cheers! XO
April 14, 2013
It’s Time to say Farewell
I started blogging with one selfish, yet honorable goal: To heal my own broken heart. I ended with a greater goal: A. To help heal the hearts of others by writing out my heart for others to read. B. To inspire others to write, dream and create. I feel I have accomplished each of these [...]
Happy or Not
I don’t care if I’m happy, or not happy… just so long as I can write it.
April 13, 2013
Cafe Monarch
Time: Saturday, 7:32pm Location: Old Town Scottsdale Music: The Bailor, by: Kid Moxie Mood: Sexy I’m wandering ’round Downtown Scottsdale. The library is closed. The Poisoned Pen is closed. I press my forward against the glass window of the dark bookstore staring sympathetically at the hardbacks I should be cradling. Displeased, I meander down the [...]
April 12, 2013
Bloody Baby
You stare at your reflection in the mettle shine. It’s sharp like a knife, cold like a knife, still like a knife, silver like a knife, and shaped like a knife. Yet you refuse to believe its a knife— until it cuts you, until your blood is dripping, until the blade is embedded inside your [...]
The thing about him…
..was that there was no thing about him. No mystery. No riddle to be solved. No prize at the finish of his maze. No tricks in the deck of cards he played. He simply just was that way. ‘That was it’… ..I finally realized, as I inked,’The End’ on the last chapter of the last [...]
