Danger Zone

I tagged on a sleeping bums blanket, halfway down the block I realized he was giving chase so I booked.

Weaksause quote: I think everything danger zone said is legit. It is ridiculous, but shit i think of the other things i could do for fun and nothing can really compare (for me that is, everybody's different) to the feeling of painting stuff and hanging out with fellow writers (for me those people are who i'd consider my best friends) and yeah it might not be very rewarding when you think about it, i mean shit i could go help people with my life and im sure id feel like a better person. but; im an asshole and im selfish. I quit writing for a while a little bit back, and i thought i was done for good, and it felt good not being stressed out about shit, but there was an intense void that i needed to fill. Without graffiti my life is boring. I wish it wasnt that way but it is..... that's life. I feel it. I might have gone overboard b/c i was having a shitty day when I started this topic. However graffiti for me has added a lot of unnecesary stress to my life. Sure I love it, and I have fun, otherwize I wouldnt do it. At the same time there are a lot of ups and downs and these new jacks need to hear it from people with more experience. Kids these days have no idea what theyre getting into. Im also a selfish and somewhat isolated person and I could see how graff has led me there. Sometimes I wonder how different I would be if it werent for it.

7 years homie...

It seems as though graffiti writers have more problems than most. After years and years of this shit I havent gained anything. And no, doing a sick burner will not make you a happier person. Recognition will not provide redemption. All this shit leads to is felonies, violence, headaches, health problems, lack of sleep, anxiety and social isolation yet im still am compeled to do it. I used to have grand schemes about what graffiti meant but now I know that it doesnt mean shit. Its an ego trip for ego manics to feel better about themselves and feel important. To make us feel permanent in this very impermanent world. Even when I get past that I still see no real reason. If you are just picking this up then quit now. It will infect your system like a virus and become a part of you. Soon youll probably develop a double life. Be at war with yourself between your graffiti ego and the fact that you are normal. Everyone is as crazy as you (almost). And yet no one will ever acknowledge, understand, or appreciate your passion like you do. Your view of yourself will be distorted and different from reality...

sometimes leads to tagging on houses, walking on cars, kicking off their mirrors and knocking over anything in path (garbage cans, newspaper stands, etc.)

m-o-r-e

screw you: get off kuk's nuts!

Quoted post thats beef.

how many bickering toys does it take to start e-beef? three: spep1 hollowtips gouge real writers get their feelings hurt on the internet.

GO JACK EACH OTHER OFF SOMEWHERE ELSE! fuckin internet clowns :clown2:

One time I sat down on the back row of the bus and found a harry potter wallet. I took the bread ($175) and threw the wallet out the window. Prolly some stupid rich twerp who lost it. Another time on the bus some lesbo dropped a pack of stogies onto the seat next to her... Me an some other dude saw it but didnt say shit when she was getting off. We both lunged but I was quicker on the draw... SUCKA!

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If youve never been chased then I guess you havent written very long... One time I was tagging in an alleyway an when I walks out there this mechanic talking to these two chp officers when I hear one asking "is that the kid you saw tagging on your block?" He says yeah and I was walking straight through these dudes when the cops yell Excuse me sir... young man! so then I start to book it and I cross the street into an underground parking lot. Im in a full out sprint with my markers flying out of my pockets and i could see the pig hauling ass to try an catch up. But its no use and I burn his ass and duck into the mall for some chillage. Another time I was bombing this truck an all of a sudden this dude comes runin from across the street yelling Why you tagging on my truck an shit. So i book it around that corner and he jumps in his car and screetches around the corner so I turn around and run back the other way but he does a UE and pulls up on the curb in front of me. Im like o shit when he jumps out and slams me to the floor screaming about how hes going to get his gat and kill me. So hes trying to drag me into his car and rips my sweater. He reaches into his car(i thought it was a gat) but it was a cell phone. An hes all like talking to the cops like I caught me a tagger writing on my truck. So then I struggle hella hard and was able to stand and shake out of his grip. I break again an run like two blocks onto a bus an I tell the driver that theres a crazy guy after me so he should bounce. but while he ignores me the hero in the car pulls up in front of the bus cutting it off. The guy gets out and Im pinned on the bus. Then I get an Idea and I pulls out my spray can and start spraying straight at him while walking off the bus and the hero has to jump back while trying to kick me. Then I dash by into this park thats flat and visible on all sides. I book it across the park and I see him pulling around the corner so I ducks under this car while he drives by. finally hes out of sight and I cross the street and hop over this fence next to a house. I chill for about an hour all sweaty with my lung collapsing and see a couple of 5-0's go by. shits cuttiest I ever been in... Also been chased by heroes in cars, Nortenos in a car, and security in a car. Whats your story? :beat: