Coco J. Ginger's Blog, page 31
March 31, 2013
Write through it…
Tonight I want to forget—erase. I don’t want to be happy, I don’t even want to try. It’s happening too fast— brain is in overdrive; heart can’t keep pace. I need to sleep, yet want to feel exhilarated excitement before I fall into brainless dreams… it’s an indifferent feeling of emptiness that can consume a [...]
March 30, 2013
I’m rubber and you’re glue…
whatever you say bounces off of me and sticks to you. Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat.
March 27, 2013
Oops
That post I just sent out was a draft I was typing on my iPhone and accidentally pressed the publish button. Great. How embarrassing.
March 25, 2013
Fly Again
Two-ish weeks ago, life as I knew it started to bre / ak. What I had worked so hard for was unraveling in front of my eyes. I fell apart. I spent a few days in utter despair. I had a choice [free-will]. Either continue downward— falling apart as I was… OR I could bring [...]
March 21, 2013
write WRITE write…
Write write write. Write in different languages, write with scribbles, write Crayola lines… write your brains ticks, your hearts tings…write in the morning, write in the middle of the night. Write when you can’t think, write when you’re crying, write when you’ve had enough, when you are down on the ground, when you are DONE [...]
March 19, 2013
viscerally driven man
He had let me know time after time that he was a thinking man, a man of intellect and wit. Yet one unintended hungry look into my eyes and he betrayed each of his wordshe had carefullyspoken to me. I knew it in that instant. He was a viscerally driven man. And one day, he [...]
March 18, 2013
I’m ready…
..I’m bursting with color I’m highlighted in the bestthis world has to offer—
March 17, 2013
say less
…be less than they know, in the dark— be more, do more, achieve more. Don’t let them know. It’s only for you to know, they won’t get it, they won’t get you. It’s sacred, it’s private, keep it to yourself, for yourself. And one day colors will explode, in ways you couldn’t have spoken, [...]
March 15, 2013
i don’t want to fall in love…
…I don’t want the Happily Ever After. I just want to hang out with my best friend forever.
When I die… [Part II]
…I hope they think, “Her heart was too much zest. She should have kept it in her chest where it fit best.” PART I
