She's nice and she loves me but she's really messed up and she knows it.
If you're concerned about a messed up head, either shave it all off or comb over the scars.
It would have messed up everything.
I figured she might as well come back here rather than get messed up with the authorities again.
I'm not jealous or something; besides, it's her life, but I know she's really messed up right now and she needs someone she can count on—and trust.