Keeping a few grand in crypto is like watching a group of children trying to make up their mind..
“it’s not worth anything,but it might be someday… So buy when it’s low”
Then the imaginary product rises in value,as speculation perpetrates.
What is this thing? Why did I not buy gold and bury in the ground like a fucking Labrador?
Furthermore, how much does coin pervert your goals? What the fuck are goals?
We can bitch and wish for different attributes in our individual person, but still, I wish I understood and was able to recognize goals, small and large 🦣
Meh, what do I know? I got half shredded once, strictly push ups and pull-ups…I could do that again. Substitute addiction,blah blah blah. I just fucking hate everything sometimes, and there’s nowhere to point it,, no fucking where to point it..
dawn 