I have a lot of Bitcoin and still just wish there were good jobs available, just like back when I was broke and homeless.
I don't know when I'll ever be able to make a living again, I might end up broke and homeless again because what people think of as "a lot of Bitcoin" doesn't actually seem to be enough to live on.
I'm pretty happy because my loved ones seem to be alive. Digit still hates me but I'm so thankful to her for just letting me know she's probably alive.
People are increasingly normalizing the idea that poors are game and blood money is your ticket to have your survival considered important. The more poor strangers you kill, the longer you and your loved ones are promised medical care and stuff. If you're poor, you have time to try to escape poverty until it's your turn to be killed for rich people's sadistic laughter.
An idiot reading my post thinks "before this guy runs out of Bitcoin, he better find a fancy job."
I think before I run out of Bitcoin, I better wake people the fuck up and make a world where protectors are protected, not killers. Where we give medical care to whoever spared the most lives they could, not whoever killed the most people they could.
It's not working. I'm just bleeding and dying because people cannot fucking remember the concept that people who kill for fun are the ones that should be killed for peace.