i've never thought of myself as dangerous. i make bad choices, of course. i don't learn from my mistakes, i keep fucking up. but, are they dangerous mistakes? i don't think he knows what he's talking about. it could never work between us anyways. it really doesn't matter if he thinks i make unintelligent decisions and put myself into dangerous situations. it doesn't matter that he cares about me. down and down and hit the floor, down and down and down some more, depression.