SO this is what real-life fairy tales are like.
You want what you can't have. You get what you think you want. What you end up with you can't change. What you really need appears and you can't have it. There is no 'Happily ever-after' or sleeping beauty to be your perfect match the instant you place your dirty lips on hers. You want me to be your prince charming? Knight in shining armor? Valiant hero perhaps? Sorry, I'm always the villain in the story. I'm fucking all done.....