I'm 25, three years ago I met the love of my life. We broke up and got back together a few times. While we were broken up, she got tired of living in a halfway house so she moved out to go to Georgia with her new boyfriend. I met them at the park before they left. When I seen her with him, I regretted breaking up with her so much. So I kept on talking to her. Then they broke up. 

I asked my mom if she could move in, my mom said hell no. So I asked her if she had anywhere she could go. She said her aunts house in oregon. So I bought her a bus ticket to Oregon. She moved in with her aunt while I saved up money to get an apartment for us. 

She ended up getting kicked out of her aunts house, she got raped by 7 men in a public restroom, she became homeless. 

Then when I finally get my own apartment. She called me, I told her I'd buy her a bus ticket back to Florida. She said she'd call me back a few days later. She never called me back. I bought her 4 cellphones, every cellphone she had got stolen. It's been three years since this, she quit logging on facebook. I seen on the internet she had been arrested three times. She quit talking to me. She broke my heart. 

I've been smoking half a pack of cigarettes every single day for the past year so that I can die younger. I hate my life so much