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When i was 16 years old i was introduced to a thing called graffiti through a crew labeled DSV(dayton street vandals)...i really looked up to these kids...so one night i decided that i would go to odd lots and pick up a can of 98cent black spray paint...i took that can down to the river levy and decided i would start writing...this may have been a big mistake...
Through the years i continued to write...here and there i would throw some tags...i used to write really heavy at my school...then i got caught...bad news...but 50hours community service at school and $500 fines couldnt stop me...
some people may say that putting a false name out is pretty stupid...and yeah if i think about it...it is...but it's became a part of me...ever since i picked up the spray can i have been addicted...sounds lame ehh? i understand how you would think that...but it's unexplainable...i feel its something that you have to feel inside...and it burns in me...i really feel this shit...its no game to me...its much more than writing on a wall...it's part of me...
Trains are big to everyone...especially me...thats why i spend time to sneak into a train yard and pull a top to bottom end to end in the midnight when all my friends are home sleeping or watching tv...it kinda makes me feel like a king in my own world...like i tackled something...and people will know i am down for this cause...
It's gotten to the point now where i cannot walk down the street without putting a tag on everything i can...i cannot sit at home with a can of paint and not go paint something...im infested with this... i have met all the big named writers...i am down with some crews...people know me and my tags are over the entire city...and alot of feight that travels this country...many late nights spent combing the city for nooks that i can tag...markers..paint...it doesnt matter...
This whole entry is kinda pointless...but i wanted to say this...this felt appropriate
Through the years i continued to write...here and there i would throw some tags...i used to write really heavy at my school...then i got caught...bad news...but 50hours community service at school and $500 fines couldnt stop me...
some people may say that putting a false name out is pretty stupid...and yeah if i think about it...it is...but it's became a part of me...ever since i picked up the spray can i have been addicted...sounds lame ehh? i understand how you would think that...but it's unexplainable...i feel its something that you have to feel inside...and it burns in me...i really feel this shit...its no game to me...its much more than writing on a wall...it's part of me...
Trains are big to everyone...especially me...thats why i spend time to sneak into a train yard and pull a top to bottom end to end in the midnight when all my friends are home sleeping or watching tv...it kinda makes me feel like a king in my own world...like i tackled something...and people will know i am down for this cause...
It's gotten to the point now where i cannot walk down the street without putting a tag on everything i can...i cannot sit at home with a can of paint and not go paint something...im infested with this... i have met all the big named writers...i am down with some crews...people know me and my tags are over the entire city...and alot of feight that travels this country...many late nights spent combing the city for nooks that i can tag...markers..paint...it doesnt matter...
This whole entry is kinda pointless...but i wanted to say this...this felt appropriate