Everything I’ve ever done is predicated on getting on well with people. I come from a family of salesmen, and winning people over was drilled into me from a young age.Sometimes I pick a random person and think “we’re going to be friends now.” And we will. But, shit, I do not like people. On a fundamental level, I like me, and that’s basically it. But I’ll try and like people. I don’t, but they don’t know that. I channel that in healthy ways, like taking it out on awful people, but deep down, I just like telling people to go fuck themselves and I’d be okay with whomever that ends up being, but I get to feel morally superior when I do it to assholes. Sometimes I just want to be a really entitled, elite fuck, but it only feels okay when I do it to other assholes.