My identity

I decided on an identity for at least 3 weeks and now I have to defend my right to an identity.

My identity is listening to specific and conventional musicians and music styles, being conventional, consistent, habitual, harmonious, regular, never-changing, and rejecting adjusting, growing, improvement and progress.

Doing the normal thing, like an average, regular person just to be liked by people, yet it doesn't work, because of the anger involved in people who want me to change.

It's complicated, my identity involves always having steamed dim sims with a sweet chilli sauce and when from the bakery, also an orange or apple juice.

My identity is also ultragourmet, I only like the best, I choose extremist beliefs and attitudes.

It also involves wearing fancy clothes in my house, going to fancy restaurants with takeaway and eating it in my formal clothes at home or mum's or dad's house.

My identity also involves being a regular guy and thus a gentleman who dresses in everyday clothes depending on the occasion, using my manners and not being messed with, and also being the king without getting my arse kicked, eating fine chocolates, and even drinking ultragourmet coffee and having an alla panna at mum's house with a glass of chardonnay.

My identity is prestige, prestige purism, having a reputation and my dignity and dying in dignity, I want to die not being annoying, as the best, a man who never takes brain medicine, with contributions to society, I don't want to die thought of as a loser, an arsehole, an evil man, who has messed people up, just the best, a very fine man, one who can maintain himself with a privilege.