I’m tired of fearing the police.

Brier,
Olny, MD.

I’m white, but I’m poor, I drive a beat up car, often with people of color in my car, I am not a threat to anyone. Don’t come at me with your hand on your gun. Don’t pull me out of my car and put me in handcuffs because I wear hand-me-down thrift store clothing, I drive a beat up car, and my friends are black. I am not guilty of any crime and neither are my friends. Don’t judge us and we won’t judge you.


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