The thing of it was- even though he was a mess, even though he was a miserable, jaded misanthrope with a penchant for prescription pain medication and a self destructive streak which marred his every relationship, even though he was bitter, childish, immature and downright irresponsible, even though she knew she could do better, had done better... in spite of it all (or maybe because of it)... she loved him. And that was what mattered. Truth be told, it simply couldn't be helped.