Last night I dreamt a #bitcoin cost $1. I buy 200.

I tell myself "after all you've been through NOW you decide to be conservative?" I empty our bank account, 4K more bitcoin now $1.7 each.

The entire dream I'm terrified because I know only nuclear war can cause this price.

We just keep buying #bitcoin.

Was thinking about a friend I had in my 20's who passionately and eloquently tried to convert me to the Libertarian Party. I was a diehard Conservative. I wasn't ready to hear it. I think that's how people are with #bitcoin. They're just not ready no matter how hard we try.

Your assignment pleb, if you care to accept it, is to buy #bitcoin. This message will self-destruct in 5 seconds.

My husband runs the family, makes the money, does the hard things, final decision always his.

But I found #bitcoin and he listened to me.

Had a girls trip with my wonderful daughters. We laughed, we shopped, we listened to some excellent live music, and I casually made sure they were still not trusting the experts on anything. Happy to report, all good!

I have a lot of anger because my government made my dad die alone in hospital, no family allowed by his side. #bitcoin is my revenge. I buy it with quiet intention.

Friend wants to sell her #bitcoin for a beach house.

My lesson: I can teach you about #bitcoin, warn you about shitcoins, help you with cold storage. What I can't do is make you a legend.

I never bought a shitcoin in my life and neither did the toxic maxi who Orange Pilled me.