Sunday, 5 July 2009

Cheap Kicks.

So I went out last night, to meet Mystery for a back-in-town-for-Summer drink at our little local pub. We were meeting for 8:30, so I got to the pub at 7 to have a quiet drink on my own. I ended up flirting with a whole table of guys (relatively cute, if poncey Kensington-esque posh boys) and brazenly picking one of them as my prey for the night. He was attractive, quite tall, dark hair, dressed a bit like he thought he was Hugh Grant, but whatever. I took him out for a smoke and coquetteishly told him I'd accidentally turned up an hour early to meet a friend.. and whatever was I going to do to fill up that spare time..?

So we made out in the garden like schoolkids behind the bike shed. A half hour later, we got a bit carried away so I got up and brushed myself off (damn Summer grass) and Hugh Grant asked if he could see me again. I smiled at him sadly and thanked him for the kisses, which were lovely.

Me and Mystery went for dinner, and he walked me home as the sun was setting. He's seeing someone, for the first time properly since we broke up, and he had that new-relationship glow about him. It was sweet, and nice to see him not miserable for once.

I went home and spent the rest of the night thinking about Darcy, and trying not to cry.

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Put me in the cab, it's raining outside
Had it up to here - this is the last time.
You kissed my on my throat in broad daylight,
And we were like two kittens in a playfight.

It didn't last a week, I could have told you so
You were too much for me, and I didn't let you know
So now you loathe me, you've gone to the dark side
And I'm in somebody's arms to get you off my mind

Cheap kicks are alright.
If you don't know what's good for you tonight.
Cheap kicks are alright,
If you don't know what's good for you sometimes.

A million hearts are broken every hour
It'll be okay, don't let the milk turn sour.
Now there'll be no more going through the motions
And there'll be no more drowning in sweet oceans.

It didn't last a week - I could have told you so
You were too much for me, and I didn't let things grow
And now you've left me, gone to the dark side
And I'm in somebody's arms to keep you off my mind.

Cheap kicks are alright..
If I don't know what's good for me tonight.

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