And I’m a bad girl…

May 9, 2013 § 11 Comments

…’cause I don’t even miss him.
I’m a bad girl for breaking his heart.

Sorry baby— I’m free, free fallin’
Yeah I’m free baby, free fallin’

And all the bad girls are out dancing in their stilettos.
All the good boys are home watching Mad Men with broken hearts.

I’m free, free fallin’
[not bothering]
Yeah I’m free, free fallin’
[just riding]

Gonna free fall out into nothin’
Gonna leave this world for a while…

Tagged: Art by: Cindy Grundsten, bad girl, by: Tom Petty, dancing, free falling, Fun, good boy, heartbreak girl, heartbreaker, Journaling, love and stuff, Mad Men, Poetry, quotes, stilettos, what to do if you

§ 11 Responses to And I’m a bad girl…

crimsonpetlz says:

May 9, 2013 at 3:05 am

I love this artwork! So appropriate!

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typewriterpoet says:

May 9, 2013 at 3:33 am

Reblogged this on the typewriter poet favorites reblogged! and commented:
just love Coco Ginger

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ryanegha says:

May 9, 2013 at 5:44 am

Reblogged this on Deta Pahlega A.P.P. and commented:
Haha

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Everything and Nothing says:

May 9, 2013 at 6:47 am

Reblogged this on everything and nothing and commented:
Coco Ginger manages to surprise you always…

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lorinda2107 says:

May 9, 2013 at 7:59 am

Reblogged this on misslorindaclaire and commented:
i feel this

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hellenmasido says:

May 9, 2013 at 9:41 am

hehe!i love that pic!

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miso808 says:

May 9, 2013 at 9:42 am

You didn’t mean to break his heart… or did you?

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jonchamps says:

May 9, 2013 at 11:38 am

You are but you’re fab with it!

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myrthryn says:

May 9, 2013 at 11:18 pm

If she meant to break his heart, then, yeah, she is a bad girl…and the cinnamon sticks into the hearts of voodoo dolls just make her worth the pursuit.

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mjtannian says:

May 10, 2013 at 9:42 pm

As always, you’re writing is like 72% cocoa chocolate, and this picture is so cool.

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irisoniris says:

June 6, 2013 at 8:14 am

Ooh girl, you fierce, but more: your heart can speak still, stiletto or no, as if perpetually on coffee. And I suppose that’s the case. 😉

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