$BTC ,BRO… ARE YOU OKAY?

Dear BTC,

Are you a revolutionary currency or just an emotionally unstable ex that can't decide if it wants us or not??

One day you moon like Elon tweeted again — next day you're in freefall because some dude coughed in China.

Tired. So tired.

Every morning we wake up like:

“To the moon or to the streets today?”

No middle ground. Just pure chaos, coffee, and coin-flipping decisions.

And let’s not even talk about the geopolitical drama.

Trump says "tariff," BTC tanks.

Middle East sneezes, BTC panics.

Someone whispers “Interest rate hike”… and boom, we’re -12% before breakfast.

Meanwhile, Gold’s just chilling like an old man in a rocking chair — steady, boring, SAFE.

And we’re out here getting whiplash from candles.

We didn’t sign up for this “will they, won’t they” rollercoaster.

We signed up for Lambos, island villas, and flipping off fiat.

Instead, we’re watching our wallets do gymnastics every 4 hours.

#Bitcoin, please. Blink twice if you’re held hostage by global chaos.

Until then, we hodl — not because we want to — but because we’re too wrecked to sell.