identity and why we coin it four ourselves

people feel so full of thmselves as to be able to walk up to me and demand my ethnicity. and then when i answer wrong, im scolded. i say, look, i was born in wales, im british. and theyre like, but youre brown? here are you really from? and its like, what kindof uestion is that you twat. get the fuck out of my face and just live your miserable life elsewhere. its fucking nonsense for people to come up to me and demand that i sit down and explain to them exactly what im about and shit. its fucking rediculous. and ultimately people need to ust recognize that like, this is how i am. you cant just fuckin walk around and expect me to sit down and conform to your bullshit. im going to live resolutely as always. im never going to give myself up to your nonsense. ill always fight back and you need to recognize that. dont fucking come up to me and try to convince me otherwise. people are just so full of crp as to feel they need to cnvert me to their way of thinknig. why is this valuable to you? why bother wasting your energy on me to such a degree. why is it important to you how i feel about myself. fucking invasive ass little twats. get your own life, this is mine.

people like to call themselves scholars of religion, they like to pride themselves on knowing everything, and then they think to themselves that since this is what theyve read in their books that essentially this is what people are. i have to repeatedly put down that im welsh born and british before people start to recognize what i am. i am kinda fuckin tired of people telling me, "he doesnt like ot be called indian" as if im supposed to be called indian. its not fucking the case. im brown people, its simple, dont fucking walk up to me with your bullshit. you cant fucking sit there and tell me what i am who i am and all of that. my very identity is not up for fucking debate people. you need to recognize that i am a fucking welsh born britsh guy who lives in america today. thats how this shit works and if you have anything to say about it then you need to fucking just close your mouth and cry about it or howl to the wind because nobody fucking careswhat you think. so thats just generally how that works. ultimately its just the basics and people need to eralize the routine of this shit. you cant just sit down and be so worried about shit. you cant just sit down and be so fucking insane about this shit. just leave me the fuck alone give me my fucking space and youd o yours ill do mine. simple shit.

and these scene kids, as weird as they are, cant accept me. thats when it gets crazy. people cant fucking just be like that. ultimately you have to sit down and realize that thats just how this shit goes. people need to realize that im not going to back down from myown vieews and shit. just because ive been sortof beaten down by the town i lived in for awhile i kinda got over that. dayton was a terrible place for me a horrible time and town and it really stuck with me for years. and the thing is that its really just held me back in a million fucking ways. i need to get myself back on trakc and liberate myself from all the crap thats been thrown into my head by years of bullshit. ultimately its just one of those things where people think theyve got some sortof knowhow or whatever but they dont. theyre just fucking wasting their lives running after a kid who just doesnt give a fuckk. go shine the light someplace else, someplace that matters, ebcause me, doing my thing, being who i am, thats fucking rediculous. dont fucking come up to me and tell me what ou think i am. i know what i am. and if you think you know enough to bidn people with your thoughts then youre fucking retarded. thats ultimately how that shit goes. so just fucking fuck off. simple shit bitches. simple shit.