Promise

So I don't talk about my love life lots. Barely, if ever. This however doesn't mean that it isn't a huge part of my thoughts everyday, aside from the insane fantasies and cravings for different foods(which usually happen in english and maths lessons funnily enough).

I broke up with Pie. Then saw massive black holes in my decission and went back on my words only 2 days afterwards - today. Actually, the huge entities of no sense in the break up plan were obvious from the moment i spoke the words "i want to break up", the only thing that changed was my willingness to face them or to look away from my -obviously- insane argument. And yes yes i hear "i told you so" from most, including myself.

But what's done is done, and i don't regret it, because now my head is clear.
I might even try and love you too. No promises.