Flicking a “Bic” lighter being biting at the flames of a Candle, while in emotional Shambles but able to hold some Handles, so Light up my Life, you see—me looking for a WIFEY lol =)

I fully believe I'm Satoshi Nakamoto, then thereafter buying TEN WHALE WALLETS of 90,000+ or 900,000+ $Bitcoins, uncertain of the date and year, but I'm being badly hacked!

Destination and Starlink stationary like staying still, the ORBITAL thrills of distances long and far and me, now taking this so much further and farther (Futuristic) with a trace of Tether at $1—trust me, investing is fun to when of and flicking the blingers—some seether some simmer sinner SINGER—cinched and clenched together, sum clearsighted cleavage—fondly forged steel wheels, while rolling on “spinners”—remember that? it was acutely “phat” a days away in the past, I didn’t make it my last being to breathe upon the just eye-candy bruised browsing—say, “eye-brows formed with what waxed and plucked, something something “F” unto farmers land, meadows and hills, taking my pills, daft and sanked—I thanked the culinary “cook”-ing up a chocolate creampuff sort of Dessert—girls working their “Twerk” of some buttered buns bounching and shaken, what’s banking in the hay-days of “crypto”—that’s where a small portion of my tens of millions US Dollars go—this, to and fro, and FOR, my many donation periods of the peculiar poor, so as to get them JOBS—the junkies, drugs with taken in needles and syringes, so what to reach merely “The Sky”—this while I, yeah, Me, back from interplanetary deities—for the all of me any my own, amounting to none and/or ANY for the foreseeable (nor do I “force”) FUTURE: