I feel my life's down the gurgler

No one has any idea what my 25-year-old-style normalcy's like, they keep cutting my lunch, fucking with me, a Chinese restaurant that won't sell me food and a man stealing my Pepsi Max claiming I owe him, this life's killing me, and with the right resources I will be able to afford living a better life. This experience did me bloody good, didn't it? Fucking with my mentality when selfishness and later in life uncaring towards the damn environment isn't the subject. It's about my authentic personality, it's about normalism, as my idea of normal back then before I knew normalism is a normalism, my life is simple, I'm the average Adelaider who orders a decaf soy latte, who safeguards the environment, who just wants a normal life and to move on with my life, which never happens, who takes his beliefs seriously and will fight for them and fights for normalcy, whose role model is David Irving, tries to clean the earth, listens to Kraftwerk and Austrian Death Machine, who acts cool and dresses cool, and one who just wants to be blissfully normal without people telling me I'm different, with no emphasis like I'm extraordinary or did anything quirky or anything like that, I'm actually very average, I'm normal and you can't prove me wrong. When I do shopping I just want regular food, I want the belief that wheat is evil and no bullshit, I should and will be one of them, the anti-wheat people. I don't care about being cheesed off with the bullshit, I care about social norms with restricting my behaviour to align with societal standards, which is normalism, and I care about intangible cultural heritage and ultraconservatism, I have traditional values, I care about mental work like being the only one acting like a genius writing my teaching of subjectivism, it's not about whether I'm a brain in a jar, it's about the matrix, it's about waking up from the system and looking up idealism and the philosophy of the matrix to be cool, it's about idealism, our world isn't objective, there's no matter, and I'm aware the senses can deceive us. It's about being rational because I said so, I'm more concerned with my brain, intellectual things, and science, and want sageness and nobody is worried about these issues, nobody is respecting my brilliant mind, or avoiding meds on me to allow for a normal life, in my mid-twenties I cared about this shit, this is how I'm hurting inside and my life's a catastrophe.