Post-Breakup Interlude
September 16th 2006 07:59
The next day.
I went to uni, and Taffy walked me across campus, causing a mild sensation in her purple fishnets and knee-high hooker boots. And we hugged and everything. It was totally amicable, until darkness fell and crept into our souls once again.
It’s like that a lot. In the bright sunshine, you can cope with a broken heart. There are people and a whole world of bustling activity to serve as a distraction. But that night it was just the two of us and the single bed again. And someone had the brilliant idea of inviting Mr. X. For dinner, and maybe... more? In the gospel according to Taffy, nothing cures a broken heart like rebound sex with your ex's ex.
I really should have learnt to put a stop to those brilliant ideas. We all should have learnt a less from the last night we spent together. Because desperately tearful Taffy, a coldly loveless Lia and a morbid Mr. X are never a good combination.
Even that time when we were.
I went to uni, and Taffy walked me across campus, causing a mild sensation in her purple fishnets and knee-high hooker boots. And we hugged and everything. It was totally amicable, until darkness fell and crept into our souls once again.
It’s like that a lot. In the bright sunshine, you can cope with a broken heart. There are people and a whole world of bustling activity to serve as a distraction. But that night it was just the two of us and the single bed again. And someone had the brilliant idea of inviting Mr. X. For dinner, and maybe... more? In the gospel according to Taffy, nothing cures a broken heart like rebound sex with your ex's ex.
I really should have learnt to put a stop to those brilliant ideas. We all should have learnt a less from the last night we spent together. Because desperately tearful Taffy, a coldly loveless Lia and a morbid Mr. X are never a good combination.
Even that time when we were.
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