i tagged up a little spot by the road. i kind of fucked it up and didnt get all my extensions in. not sure what to do cuz another dudes been getting up a lot and i don't wanna look like a toy out here in my small town. i will say i didnt have much time because its a busy crossing. i dont know it happened so fast and hopefully my tag didnt drip all over. i was paranoid and threw my can into some bushes, and freaked out cuz i heard someone talking there. im so paranoid but i feel so good now at the same time.
Cool story bro. On the real though it is very addicting. Welcome to the club, best advise is get a solid handstyle and throw down so you don't look like a chump or catch a case for some toy shit
I think he means those cute little things you do after tags, like a star or a heart or a clever little arrow!
enjoy the ride lil homie. graff will fuck your life up if you slip. just be cool with it and respect the folks. keep on practicing, like HëRbN said, you don't wanna go round and make a fool outta yourself.
You know how they say that people get into hard drugs because they're chasing that first, good, clean high? Writing is a lot like that. You go small at first, and it's like fuck, that Walmart paint pen tag on that fire hydrant @ 2am was such a fuckin rush!... Then it isn't. So you rack some molotows from the hobby lobby, and it's back, barely. Now you're making mops from deodorant and bingo dabbers and glue sticks. That rush is back, and you almost get caught, and it's the best feeling. Then those things don't phase you. So you cop some rusto. Hit that shit booty as hell because you're using your shoulder and wrist instead of your knees and elbow. Fuck. But it still gave you that heart murmur when you walked off, so it's all good. You do it again the next night, and it's the same thing. And the next night. Then you finally get some good paint and caps, and it's still so dope! Your tags are so hype now. You get better. Then that fades a little, so you look for heaven spots and bigger walls. You start throwing bubblized black and whites. You start capping the other toys. Then you get a sketch book and find out those old molotows tear up the paper. You use color pencils and realize they blend better anyway. Now you got a bomb ass piece to throw. In your spare time you watch the green ranger and Grimm on YouTube, find the graffiti wiki entry and watch every graf movie you can find. You rip krs one and artifacts from YouTube so you can bomb to those to. Then you find yourself spending any money you can on bombing science, AP, connec, grafcaps, and everywhere else, trying to find the best deals on specific items and comparing shipping times and prices. Then youre the king of your city, and can't no one fuck with you. You start your own crew because you been loose lipped and people want to do this shit with you. Now youre the biggest red dog on your block and you're classin all the young pups, burnin your city to the ground... Addicting? My dude, this shit is Boy, Ice, Hard, and Newports all rolled into one big-ass, pressurized, drippy-ass brown box, lit, primed, and enterin your soul through your asshole. Just hit that shit lightly and make sure you keep your feet on the ground.