Okay Zig Forums i'm tired of being a wagecuck i want to get rich enough to not having to work ever again...

im going to gamble 30k in penny stocks in 1 week to become a millionaire or go broke trying. Because fuck it

that's not the reason she can't produce offspring

She looks like a cracked out Anna Paquin. Super sexy

>i want to get rich enough to not having to work ever again

You don't have to be rich to never work again.

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WTF she got no thighs, no bottom end, seriously wtf

"A great man who is viscious will be a great example of vice. And a rich man who is not generous will be merely a miserly beggar. For the possessor of wealth is not made happy by possessing it but by spending it. And not by spending it as he pleases but by knowing how to spend it well." - Don Quixote

Just buy at least $5000 worth of RSR right now and don't sell it for a few years. It is projected to go over $50 in 10 years.

>never work again.

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hahah this was taken at the community college by me

Well if the lady in the sportswear is the poster then I recommend you seek out a nice older man. With a body like that you shouldn't ever have to work for a living. My woman doesn't have to work outside the home. All she has to do is look hot and be great in the sack. Maybe not the answer you wanted but why reinvent the wheel...

How can women go out looking like this? Does it not bother them that the only worth others perceive in them when go out looking like this is just a warm hole to fuck? It boggles my mind, I cannot comprehend how a human being can degenerate to a level where all of their self-worth and existence revolves around whoring oneself out. Not only is this lifestyle worthless, it will be completely unsustainable when the inevitable wall hits. Sure, I can understand acting promiscuous on occasion. But a life of whoredom is both worthless and fleeting. Imagine when these people are on their deathbeds recollecting their life. How can one even cope with such a life of waste and degeneracy. A life worth less than a life squandered, for they have been a net negative to the world.

None better are the degenerate queers who click on these pics and demand sauce. Think. You have god's greatest gift, that is, human existence. Yet you squander it and do nothing more than beg like a fucking peasant for crumbs of sauce. Somehow you place yourselves below these whores, begging for a couple more pics to jerk your little tic-tac cock to. Have some respect for yourselves and realize how vapid and utterly worthless these "women" are.

Oh and by the way, I have sex regularly and am 6'4"

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Based pipe hitter

im gonna coom to her and you literally cant stop me

I was a "wagecuck" once. Every day I went in to work a little part of me dried up and died. I wasted all my spare time on twitter and youtube. I even had my own channel with a couple dozen faithful viewers.

One day I was restocking shelves t my job and somebody recognized me. It was the dead of winter, and a man came in from the snowstorm. He wore a charcoal suit under a long black overcoat. As he reached for a bottle of wine I saw the most beautiful looking watch I'd ever seen. He noticed this.

"You like it? I bought it just yesterday. It was once somebody's family heirloom, but it's mine now."

I nodded and tried to keep eye contact. But he just had this aura to him. I mumbled and looked at my feet. It was at that point that he said he knew my channel, and complimented me on my video editing. He said his name was Neil. He gave me a card, and said to email him for a tip.

"Oh, I don't do it for cash, I do it for the love of gaming" I told him, embarasssed. I wasn't looking for charity.

"It's not cash," he said, "it's better. You think US Dollars got me this watch? You think US Dollars got me this suit? You'd be wrong. So long as you're stuck on the dollar, you'll be here. You can save all you want, make every wise decision, get a raise every few years... and you'll still be here, in this fluorescent hell, with soft rock playing quietly as these corporate bloodsuckers drain your life from you. But there is another way." He pointed to his card, winked at me.

"Never stop posting those videos. You've got a real talent, I won't see it go to waste."

Later on I did email him. He sent me some instructions on how to set up a bitcoin wallet. And from that point on, every time I created a video, I received a small tip in cryptocurrency.

I wish I could go back and burn that card. Shred it. Throw it out the window on the drive home. It was the beginning of the end for me.

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For the next 3 months, I began to make more and more videos. Each time I'd receive a tip in a different crytpocurrency from Neil.

I even started to gain more of a following. Some of my videos were big successes. My subscriber count skyrocketed. And best of all, my small crypto portfolio was growing by the day.

One day I emailed Neil back, asking, why me? I appreciate the crypto but he was almost paying me more than my job at that point.

He responded: "I'm very wealthy. So long as you keep it up, and don't give up, I'll always be on your side."

By May I had amassed a lot of crypto. I even invested my own meager savings. My head was filled with dreams of retirement. I started seriously looking at property prices in Thailand.

Then, one day in February, I went for it. I quit my job. I told my stoner friends to fuck off, and told them the truth about how much they disgusted me. I told my strict asian parents to fuck off, that I was no longer bound by their standards, that I would no longer see myself as a failure.

I bought a property, and a ticket. I packed my stuff and trashed my apartment to spite my greedy landlord. I was on top of the world.

I was going to spend the next month travelling around Asia, until my property was ready at the end of March. Until then, I didn't want to deal with the stress of crypto, so I went all in on some cryptos I saw as a safe investment. This was near the end of February, and I bought into ETH, Kleros, and Zcash.

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When I finally stopped travelling and settled into my bungalow, I was devastated. My savings had been bled dry while I wasn't paying attention. I panicked and moved everything to XTZ, which was hitting new heights as every other currency tumbled in the build up to the BTC halving.

Around that time I found Zig Forums. I stopped doing my youtube vids to concentrate on my finances. I didn't want to become the "buy high, sell low" meme, so I held onto my XTZ, convinced it was a temporary fall. But all of April I was in the red. All my savings were going down the drain.

So at last I gave up. I decided to daytrade. I took up smoking really strong vietnamese tobacco and drinking energy drink after energy drink. But every coin I touched turned to shit. the past month I barely slept at all, just daytrading or out, alone, getting plastered drunk. I even started buying prostitutes, but I don't remember any of the actual sex. It figures I lose my virginity and don't even get to keep the memory.

Then one day, about a week ago, I come back and find my bungalow trashed. All my gaming gear, destroyed. All the furniture torn and ruined. The sinks left running, so they'd overflow and flood the room. All my valuables were gone, including my passport and ID.

I check my phone, and I have one email from Neil.

"I told you to never stop. That was my one condition. And you let me down."

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I've spent the last few days sitting in my fucked up home wondering what to do next. Almost all my money is gone. I can't afford a return flight, and even if I did, I have no ID. I've been getting drunk every night, like I'm doing right now.

All the energy drinks seem to have taken a toll on me. Sometimes my heart beats really fast for no reason. I also suspect I have an STD as I have a really itchy rash and little sores all over my crotch.

Worst of all, my bungalow is completely gone to shit. With the windows and doors smashed, tons of ants have invaded. They're all over everything. They're in my computer, in my sheets, in my food, in my toothpaste. I wake up every day with a lot of stings and bites.

I've burned every bridge I have. My parents won't answer my calls, and according to my cousin on facebook they've basically disowned me. All my friends back home have blocked me or won't respond to my messages.

I have nothing left. Well, nothing, except one coin. I read the white paper and I really think it's going places. It's my one last shot, my final chance to get myself out of this purgatory and back to living my life. It's called Enigma (ENG), and by my calculations it will moon any day now.

Thanks for nothing, Zig Forums. You ruined my life.

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Buy ESH idiot. It’s going to 150ISD soon don’t waste your time. Screencap this!

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no point to wagecuck now
work from home is the future
no more slavery for the jews and whitecucks
its payback time

buy XGM and XIO

1. You'll get richer starting 3 small businesses over a decade in your local city or town. Than you ever will trying to be the next Gates.
2. Everyone will shit on you the entire way. No one wants to see another rat getting out of the water barrel.
3. Be willing to accept failure but don't live under it.
4. Once you make it remember how much everyone shat on you now wants to be with you. Fuck them or use them.

>no more slavery for the jews
lol imagine thinking it's over, when it's only just begun.

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Cardano

I would choke on this cute man's cock