Well, it was good while it lasted, because the good things never do.
Today, she told me she didn't want me to be a part of her life "to save me stress" because she's a recovering heroin addict and he ex is apparently psychotic. She believes she'll be a burden.
I dont give a fuck, because I find happiness in making others happy, but life always finds a way of shitting on me.
Might as well blow my head and be done with it.