Understand that summer and winter only happen on one day. Everything before and after are spring and autumn, respectively.
First and foremost I'm a misanthrope. Secondly I project my misanthropy onto everyone else where it sublimates into misspivaktipathy. This does a disservice to other folks since I'm not giving them a chance to think for themselves in addition to not giving myself the opportunity to give these people a reason to hate me.
Finally I'm a sad, desperate man. I get all clingy, hysterical and anxious when it comes to friends and women. This fault alone causes me distress. Also discussing this kind of shit does not make anyone get a great big rubbery one because I constantly whine for attention because I don't know any other way to socialize with other folks. Honesty is not the best policy.
What do I do? I dunno, lol.