Optimism was wrong again.

Melissa has a friend who is dying. He doesn’t have long to live, and he told her he loves her. She told me she doesn’t think there’s a chance of a relationship between the two of us because she can’t abandon him and let him die alone. I swear to god, it’s like I’m living in a soap opera. How often does this shit actually happen?

My heart gets broken again. I don’t think I can keep doing this. I’m starting to think it’s never going to happen. Maybe I’m meant to go find an island somewhere and become a hermit. They can tell stories about me in the local village. Heh.