you'll always be my hero, even tho you've lostt your mindd.

Your' confusing the fuck outta me. Dead onn , you send mixed signals. Your fucken perfect when it was us talking, mucking round, it felt like old times, then back at skool; i feel like we cant even talk.Its driving me fuckin insane. I cant sleep each night cos i keep thinking of you, how it could be, or how it was. Its not fair- i wish i knew what the fuck you were thinking right now ):