It's, um, not really about you, so much as everything, so I doubt myself at everything sometimes. Like, I'm so roiling and restless and self-pitying and moody and greedy and snide and ingratiating, and everybody can see the violence inside me and everybody has so many problems so of course everybody will want to distance themselves from me. They'll want to find better people than me. That's the sort of things that get on my mind.
Re: 269, early afternoon
...It has.