What a hell of a question, right? Well right now the pq is writing to you from the top of a parking garage. Skating for two hors takes a lot out of you, that's why you need a cigarette. To keep the fire burning. Are you one of those kids? The ones who hand out in places where nobody would ever think of? One of those kids who tags a block with some letters that make a passerby look twice?One of those kids who look so weird that people would die to be so classy? Or are you one of those kids that seeks a good time on a saturday night, heads to the local party, drinks beer out of a red cup and still doesn't feel like he/she fits in with the crowd? Does the booze just set aside your uniqueness for a minute and then the party monster comes out? You better recognize that childhood only comes once in a life time, till its spent and then you have to become a dangerous gentleman or gentlewoman. Now thats scary.
