Mostly because I’m an asshole.
Nah, I’m usually a decent person, and I try to stay out of people’s business, and out of their way. A little rude and unfriendly, and that, intentionally, but decent otherwise. Or so I think.
I can be happy, or at least productive enough, solely relying on my own and not getting anyone involved. Sometimes I do wrong intentionally, but I figure it doesn’t hurt anyone, or at least not significantly. Therefore, it is not called out, and no repercussions are experienced. I know that doesn’t really justify anything, especially when something not getting back to me doesn’t mean it didn’t affect someone, but all I do is jaywalk and steal coffee cream from restaurants. I mean jeez. I do admit though, that keeping to myself in order to specifically not fuck anyone over, when such a scenario might present itself, is done for my own good rather than for the welfare of others. It’s the best I can do.
What motivates me to do the wrong thing is usually convenience, if I can afford to get away with it, or anxiety, which always leaves me enough time to think and therefore not be a Darth Vader, anyways.
Doesn’t mean I ain’t never curvestomped anyone, though.