the fuck breh? obviously theres only one way then.......unless you cop a fuckin ladder or grappling hook
Well HOLY shit, I must be the offspring of two dumb cunts cause I'm out at 3 in the morning with my parents outright knowing what I fucking do. But wait, I'm 17 and they raised me to watch out for my own ass. Cuddling a runt isn't parenting, it's slavery. I don't care how much shit I'm gonna get for saying this but I think kids should be raised as if they are becoming their own selves, not momma's little shopper. Seriously, if my parents strict down on me after my first arrest (which they already said is my own concern) I'm flipping them the bird, telling 'em thanks for the food and clothes and walking out never to be seen again. Seriously, when I was 10 I was on a leash the size of a flea. If I farted at school my mom knew.
^amen I live with my dad and he knows what I do. He says if I get caught its my own fault, but hes not gonna tell me I cant do it cuz he knows Ill just do it anyway.
oh god i have so many occasions where i have gotten caught coming home at 5 in the morning smelling like paint with colored hands haha good times. but if your gonna do it just make sure when and if you get caught to stick with it. i dont know all your parents personally so i can only speak for my self but most parents will appreciate your passion for it and wont care after they face the fact that you bomb. the first time i got caught i came home and my dad was just sitting on my couch and i knew i was fucked. i got in so much trouble and got a good smack on the head. the second time i was brought home by the cops at about 4am after getting busted bombing a random wall on a street. the third time i got caught my parents said these exact words "fuck it we give up" and thats when i knew i was addicted to graff.
i feel like graffiti is associated with a lot of different unfavorable life styles, like steeling, doing drugs, partying ,etc. i feel like if you let your parents know your just doing it for the graffiti and nothing else they wont be as mad. but you never know some parents are really hardcore.
ive done it a few times. stopped in teh winter cause my ass was too cold. but in teh summer, ill be out more i kinda just missed the first and last stair- cause they creak. and then slide on to the railing and there i go. through the back door.
my favorite is bascally 6 feet across a field from my house theres a huge ass wall facing a main road so i plan ahed fuck my shit behind the wall when my OGs are ready they flash the light 4 times the i get my grappling hook out and carabiner and rappel down the my dad usually hears so he gets out the 50.cal out the window and pops a couple of shots all the time im dodging my 14 and a half dobermans then i hop the wall to my garden and the shaes pull up and question me ........ get your shit put it in a bag then jump out a window or a door (seriously its not ghost protocal )
Grab my longboard and head out the back door... Parents dont give a shit as long as i'm sober and I have my phone lol
i think im lucky i think i gotta good way to sneak out. but ive only gotten up a few times but none at night. like when u open my door you go straight and then go through a small room and theres my garage. and my garagge got a door on the side that leads to the side of my house and i can walk out from there. and all i gotta do is be real quiet. like im using the bathroom. everyones usually asleep around 11. and my parents room is like on the other side of the house so i guess when im in the garage im home free lol. i wanna get up and night so bad.
Okay okay heres the best advice ya kiddie will ever get.. ready for it? Okay pack up your shit into your bookbad, wait until its dark out enough, then walk out the front door, when youre finished painting, come in from the front door. ta da.