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@theunipcs People will call this another useless post. Only to useless comeback to buy at a higher price

last cycle: • i longed $BONK at bear market lows and turned $16k into $20 million+ at peak (over 1,250x on a single trade) • i longed $WIF and turned $6k into $1.4m at peak (over 230x on a single trade) • i longed $FARTCOIN and turned low 6 figures into 8 figures at peak • i publicly turned peanuts into 7 figures on several other memecoins including $POPCAT, $PNUT, $CAT, DOGEGOV and more i strongly believe $USELESS is the next multi-billion-dollar memecoin and has the highest probability of pulling a $DOGE / $SHIB type run this cycle and i have never been more convinced about a trade people fade, ignore and mock me whenever i take positions like this at bear market lows then, when the thesis plays out, they come screaming 'bonk guy was right' they always do my track record speaks for itself

@Queeneth01olx we aren't just teaching bad dating habits we’re teaching them that they are the main character in everyone else’s story. Thank you for owning this and, more importantly, for showing your son that your love for him doesn't override your commitment to his character.

@Queeneth01olx This is a masterclass in breaking generational patterns. We spend so much time teaching girls how to stay safe and set boundaries, but we rarely put the same energy into teaching boys that their comfort is not the default. When we treat a 'no' as an obstacle to be overcome

I got a call from the vice principal’s office yesterday. Your son Marcus has been removed from class. He had been harassing a female classmate who recently broke up with him. What happened next in that office is a conversation every parent needs to hear. It is never a good feeling seeing the school’s number flash on your screen. I stepped away from my work and answered. The vice principal said, "He's been following her between periods, leaving notes in her locker, and today he blocked her path and grabbed her phone out of her hand when she tried to ignore him." I didn't ask what she did to provoke him. I didn't ask if they were sure it was him. I didn't say, "He's a good kid, this doesn't sound right." I just said: "Okay. I'm on my way." I dropped what I was doing and went straight to the school. When I got there, Marcus was sitting outside the office looking more embarrassed than sorry. He had that face. The one where a kid hopes you're going to be on their side before they even tell you the story. I sat down next to him and asked one question: "Did she tell you she wasn't interested?" He looked at the floor. "Yeah." And you kept going anyway? Silence. That was all I needed. The vice principal explained that this girl, hiis girlfriend of two months, had ended things three weeks ago. Clearly, kindly, and directly. But Marcus treated that NO like a puzzle he just hadn’t solved yet. Like persistence would eventually turn it into a YES. I looked at my son and said, you turned her boundary into an obstacle course? He tried to speak. I stopped him. "There is no explanation for this. Only what happens next." We sat in that office for an hour. I didn't minimize it, I didn't negotiate the consequences, and I didn't perform outrage for the school's benefit. I just kept asking him one question in different forms: "When someone tells you NO, she's not interested. What is your job?" Your job is to accept it and leave them in peace. It’s not rejection to fix. It’s information to respect. And how you respond tells the world what kind of man you’re becoming. He nodded. I don't know how deep it landed. But I think it landed well. Here's what I know about my son: he's not a bad kid. He's actually a kind, funny, thoughtful kid most of the time. But somewhere, in movies, in social media, in the stories we tell boys about love, he got the message that persistence is romantic. And that if you just don't give up, she'll eventually come around. That the problem is not the NO, it's the strategy. And I had let that message sit unchallenged in my house for too long. That's on me. Not entirely. But enough. To every parent raising a boy 👇

@nikitabier In Niki we trust

Two more surprises before the week is over

$FARTCOIN recently stopped bleeding at 100M as whales and market makers started accumulating again. Before this, FARTCOIN faced a brutal sell off from 300M to 100M where whales remained net sellers along with retail. Now it looks like smart money is aligning on the bullish side of this key 100M level Bookmark this for future reference Keep an eye on whale and MM flows to see if anything changes in the near term Track them in the replies ⬇️

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@coinglass_com GM glass.. we going up or down or sideways?

@coinglass_com GM glass

I found a box of photos hidden under my dad's floorboards. Every single picture had a child's face blacked out with a marker. At first, I thought they were all me. I was 27 years old. And for the first time in my life, I wondered if my father secretly hated me. I sat on the floor staring at those photos for almost an hour. There were dozens of them. Birthday parties. School events. Family gatherings. Every child's face was covered in thick black ink. I drove straight to my mom's house. The second she saw the box, she went pale. Then she quietly said: "Those aren't your father's photos." I thought she was about to tell me I'd been adopted, or that my dad wasn't really my dad. Instead, she told me about a man named Robert. A name I'd never heard before. Robert was my mom's first husband. He died in a car accident eight months before I was born. I thought that was the secret. It wasn't. Years earlier, Robert had lost his young son. According to my mom, the grief never left him. Eventually, he couldn't bear looking at pictures of children. So he started blacking out their faces. Not because he hated them. Because every child reminded him of the one he buried. I sat there stunned. The photos weren't evidence of cruelty. They were evidence of a heartbreak so deep it never healed. Then I asked the question that changed everything: "If Robert died before I was born... why do we still have this?" My mom looked toward the living room. Toward my dad. Then she told me something I'll never forget 👇

@coinglass_com Tired of all these stuffs

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looks like we're getting a crazy amount of Saylor FUD into CT doomposting hitting multi-year highs some are even calling for $10k $BTC now idk but seems like the perfect mix of sentiment to bottom into at least for a while not saying we bottom exactly here, but i'd think bidding around this range will end up being a genius move in a couple months

My landlord raised my rent three times in two years and never once apologized. The first time, I knocked on his door. Told him I just got the notice. Asked if we could talk. He looked at me like I was wasting his time. "If you can’t afford it, move out." The first time.. 1/8

My brother I thought I knew. The car wasn't what hurt. It was realizing someone I trusted had been living a double life with something that belonged to me. Have you ever discovered a side of someone close to you that completely changed how you saw them? How did you handle it?

I bought a 7 million Naira car in April, and it almost destroyed my family. Not because of jealousy. Not because of money. But because of a lie I never imagined my own brother could tell. When I bought the car, my parking space wasn't ready yet. My older brother offered to ...

@Queeneth01olx A partner who demands you cut off everyone else isn't building a relationship; they are building a cage. The tomato seller saw the bars being welded before you even realized you were trapped. So glad you finally got out and are starting over. You've got this.

A tomato seller at my bus stop warned me about my boyfriend once. I smiled, thanked her for the free tomatoes, and ignored her. Five years later, I realized she had predicted my entire life in one sentence. She looked at me for a few seconds and said: "The man that wants to own you will first make sure you have nobody else." At the time, I thought she was just an old woman trying to sound wise. I had no idea she was describing the next five years of my life. I was 24, newly employed, and convinced I knew exactly what I was doing. Every morning on my way to work, I passed her stall near the bus stop. She wasn't loud. She didn't chase customers. She just sat there quietly watching people, like she noticed things everyone else missed. The day she said those words, I had been standing nearby laughing on the phone with a friend. I was talking about the man I had recently moved in with. How different he was. How my family didn't understand him. How everyone seemed to have an opinion about our relationship except me. At the time, my boyfriend had already convinced me to stop talking to two of my closest friends. I told myself they were toxic. Funny thing is, that wasn't even my conclusion. It was his. He just repeated it often enough that it started sounding like my own thought. Little by little, more people disappeared. Friends. Family members. Anyone who questioned him. Anyone who got too close to me. And every time I had to choose between him and someone else, I chose him. Five years later, I was sitting in my mother's living room trying to rebuild my life from scratch. I had no job I stayed in because he hated me working late. No close friends left because he never trusted them. No savings because everything was under his control. And suddenly I heard her voice again. Word for word. "The man that wants to own you will first make sure you have nobody else." She saw it in less than five seconds. I lived inside it for five years and couldn't see it at all. Last year, I went back to that bus stop hoping to find her. She wasn't there. Someone told me she had relocated. I don't know her name. I don't know where she is. I just know she tried to hand me the truth wrapped in free tomatoes, and I was too young and too certain to accept it. Question for the timeline: Has a stranger ever given you a warning you ignored, only to realize later they were completely right? What did they tell you? Read the replies too. Some of those stories might save someone from making the same mistake.

@coinglass_com GM glass. A relief bounce soon. No more down 🙏

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The engagement ring sat in my drawer for two years. My name is Joseph. Uyo, 2021. I was ready to propose. But every time I tried, fear stopped me. Fear of rejection. Fear of failure. Then one day she announced she was getting married. To someone else. That's when I learned a painful lesson. Sometimes waiting for the perfect moment means losing the opportunity forever. Have you ever waited too long to tell someone how you felt?

I think these betting companies don’t really understand the impact they can have on people… 1xBet called me today, saying my account has been inactive for a while and asking if I was okay. I told her the truth I don’t even have the funds to continue anymore. Instead of that really landing, she immediately started talking about a “200% bonus offer” like that was supposed to solve something deeper. I just sat there for a moment after the call ended. It felt less like a conversation… and more like a reminder of how easy it is to get pulled into something that slowly takes from you without you noticing. I ended the call, not angry, just clear-minded. At some point, your peace has to matter more than any offer on the table. Have you ever walked away from something you once depended on just to protect your mental health?