People who throw things while in a crowd are scum.
I’m currently recovering from a bottle of psylicibin oil hitting me in the eye and scratching something inside of it. The pain has been unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I want to believe it was an accident but the way folks were laughing, pointing, and denying anything happened … reminds me just how blessed I am to have been raised well. I walked away.
Skin color, socioeconomic status, and ability to travel don’t mean anything if you behave like a gutter rat 🐀 at a party.
