annoyinghxcdudethatgoestoofar  by Bradley Hathaway 

I am hardcore. I will windmill kick you in the face.  Everybody back up, make a circle, let’s destroy this place. The lights are low and I’m about to go off. Here comes the break down…karate chop! Raise up your arms, make an ‘X’ if you’re down, me and my crew, we own this stinkin’ town. 

Watch out for my fist, your face it will kiss, on purpose. I’m tough and I’m ticked. I don’t slow dance, I don’t salsa dance, forget the tango. I don’t slam dance you idiot, I dance hardcore. On the floor, I’m the man you’ve never seen before. When the drummer yells, “GO!” it’s my time to blow. And in between songs I yell at all the bands because I don’t care what they have to say. I’m not here to learn anything, anyway. 

I’m here to dance, in a zone, in a trance. I don’t smoke cigarettes. But if she’s willing I’ll drop my pants. Promiscuous I am, but I’m vegan, I don’t eat meat or any of that stuff cause it’s bad for you, right? I wanna save the animals, I don’t care about the sweatshop scandals. I do not shop at Hot Topic. I am not ‘mall-core’ I am hardcore. 

Madball, Hatebreed, Throw Down in Terror. I own them all…on colored vinyl, limited edition and hand-numbered. But you won’t see me asking for no autograph cause I ain’t lookin’ like no fool. I ain’t no pop culture tool. If they ain’t screamin’, I ain’t listenin’, if they ain’t got a blast beat, I ain’t tappin my feet. I eat emo pansies for breakfast. And I give their little t-shirts to my little sister, so cry about it you messenger bag, purse carrying whatever. I wear girl pants, but I’m homophobic, yet the way I’m always huggin’ on my homeboys you sure wouldn’t know it. I’ve had my ears stretched an inch since back in ’96. 

Somebody told me ‘hardcore’ was a place to share what you believe, but I didn’t like what Dude said, so I flipped him off and told him to leave. I’m mad at society cause my parents won’t buy me a new computer, even though I asked politely. My Playstation 2 is broken, but my Xbox works. When that breaks, though, something is gonna hit the fan, and I’ll express myself with rage and anger, just like a man, cause that’s how it’s done right?  You get mad and start a fight right? I think I may I think I might take out all my insecurities on that punk in the pit tonight. Cause really I am just insecure. More than that, I’m kinda scared, and I’m hurting inside, and I don’t know how to deal with it. I don’t know what being a man means, I thought ‘acting tough’ was the way to go, but now that I think about it,  I’m emo.  to listen to it…