You Don’t Love Me

March 31, 2014 § 21 Comments

Maskanka Zhuravleva_ Coco J. GingerYou don’t love me in the morning,
You don’t love me at noon,
You don’t love me in the evening,
Or underneath the moon.
You don’t love me when the stars come out
Dancing across the sky,
You don’t love me when you’re lonely,
You don’t love me when you cry.

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March 28, 2014 § 5 Comments

ib_p004_1_10Unbreakable Coco J Ginger

You should date a girl who reads.

March 26, 2014 § 28 Comments

girl reading _ coco j ginger _ courting madness
Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn.

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March 25, 2014 § 5 Comments

Do your work.
Write. RISK.
C  R  E  A  T  E.



March 24, 2014 § 8 Comments

originalHe hates me and
I hate him.
He kisses me and
my heart bends.
Tomorrow night
we’ll do it again.


March 19, 2014 § 16 Comments

Anka ZhuravlevaEverything I want—
everything I’m not.
Everything I want to be,
yet not achieved.
Everything about him,
is about all that I am—
without him I am nothing,
he being
I ever had.

Sell Your Soul

March 18, 2014 § 8 Comments

“To sell your soul is the easiest thing in the world. That’s what everybody does every hour of his life. If I asked you to keep your soul — « Read the rest of this entry »

A Lie

March 12, 2014 § 10 Comments

He’s going to her house
Temptation he’s withheld
Holds his brain now,
at gun point.

He says he loves me—
He doesn’t lie.
But his heart is made from hers
and the past is still
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To truly laugh…

March 3, 2014 § 6 Comments

clown-charlie-chaplin1. . .you must be able to take your pain, and play with it.
— Charles Chaplin
Chin up little one.
It’s time to get back in the game.

It’s time to l a y.

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