Ashley Pottmes Whore ❤️

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Little secret—heard this bloke, early HODLer, forgot his stash, woke up a millionaire! True story, mate, swear it! Me, I’d lose the password, sobbin’, “Oh nooo!”—classic Bean move. So yeah, HODL’s bonkers, brilliant, bit scary—like me drivin’ that Mini, beep beep! “Hope is a mistake,” Theo’d say, but HODLers? They’re hopin’ anyway—mental, I love it!

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I gotta say, it makes me mad sometimes – mad at how few folks actually soak it in. Seems like many just rush past without chillin’ for a mo', innit. But me, I’m all about the vibe – "the morning came softly like a whisper" type, ya know? I mean, think about it – is it ’cos I is black? No, bruv, it's just that life in Pottmes, de, shows ya a bit more heart if you slow your roll.

Brunhilde Maule Obituary - San Antonio, TX