I was skeptical but HyperLucky changed my mind 😏... Quick deposit, fun session on slots, cashout faster than expected. No stress, just pure smooth vibes 🔥✨ #HyperLuckyMove1 #Slots #CryptoCasinoshow more

Shirtless and sockless, just the way I like it... 😏✨ After a long day, there’s nothing better than kicking back on the couch and having a little fun with my toes. Who’s up for some toe teasing? 😉🔥 #CouchVibes #SpicyRelaxation #LeoLoves #LeoEnjoyingshow more

I’m heartbroken. I don’t have many words other than... to say I’m truly devastated and deeply sorry to everyone who showed up to the main stage, and to those watching the livestream at home. Having the opportunity to perform the new ÆDEN show and share all the new music and art means more to me than I can express. It’s incredibly painful, especially after working day and night for the past year, not just me, but my team and the Coachella crew, who poured everything into this. Safety was and always will be our biggest concern. The dangerous winds not only prevented us and Coachella from building our stage, but also made it impossible for my entire live setup and performance to operate safely. Unfortunately, there are no other slots available for me to perform the ÆDEN show this weekend. I’m working on a solution to bring you some music at least, but I don’t want to impose on the other artists’ slots. Updates soon. I’m so sorry. Matteoshow more

Slimy Fox 🦊 For this shoot, I decided to... try something a little different. A playful bath-time set featuring Wakamo, with a touch of lubricant for that glossy, wet finish. 😏 I’ll admit, it was my first time experimenting with this idea. It was suggested to me, and it turned out to be far more fun than I expected. That wet, glistening texture really changed the entire mood of the shoot. The full NSFW photos and videos are on Patreon, with free previews and extended sets available. Link in comments. ⬇️show more

Hey #HODLERS 👋 Jumped into MEXC Flip Fest today... and honestly… way more fun than I expected 😅 I started with free flips, played a few different hand types, stacked points pretty fast and already saw rewards rolling in. No entry fee, no minimums — you just flip, trade, and keep accumulating points. 💡 My quick tips: – Don’t rush flips, watch the hand types – Mixing flips + swaps boosts points faster – Small sessions > one big flip (helps consistency) 🎁 Why this event hits: • $5,000,000 prize pool • Free entry • No threshold • 100% chance to win rewards with points I’ll keep flipping and share what hands + rewards I hit next 👀 If you haven’t tried it yet, now’s the time. 👇 Join here with my link & let’s see who pulls the best hands 🎴🔥show more

before pumpfun livestream feature is updated, before my account... goes big and before I got some money, before everything, there was this token the beginning was so small at that time(over 2 years ago) rug was still rampant and I thought like 'why wouldn't they grow their project bigger rather than rugging at 10k?' sadly I became one of them now but regareless of it, I launched it just for 100% fun with buying 1 sol and turned on camera at TG group just for fun too someone said, "yo bro you should keep doing this this gonna be hella huge" so I did it I still remember the 2 guys who carried the whole project with max shilling and leading community members: Noble(this guy was pretty mean to me lol but still he was a goat) and Cassius(actual goat) it was a pure joy I did a stream 24/7 even while I was sleeping at TG and people were having fun in here(one girl took off her shirt when I was sleeping and I fucking missed it 💀) and my big bro Tyrelle Anderson-Brown came into my coin and helped me with 2 sol. I still remember this thankful money. with this I ate a nice dinner with my gf I still don't know the reason(maybe money laundaring?) but it went 5M and at this day when I woke up and checked my trojan, THIS WAS THE FIRST TIME I HIT 6 FIGS IN MY LIFE and I didn't sell a penny because community was more important than money at that time here's a list what community did for me - bought me a new iPhone - bought me a new MacBook(these two were for a better stream - my PC and phone was trash) - funded me almost every equipment for stream - formed a team with 10-11 members and kept supporting me they even put my sleeping video at Timesquare, NY here's a video so how can I sell this lmao but sadly the coin goes up, the coin goes down too and this happened to my coin too it was sooo tough days but I kept doing my best and it ended from up 130k to making 3k only this project was like if someone asks me "what did you do in this year? can you answer to this question with confidence?", I will answer this coin with 100% sure and I just turned on livestream with this coin just for fun too was very good daysshow more

I’ve used Ethereum. Waited for gas to drop. Switched... wallets. Checked bridges. Paid $30 to move $15. I’ve used Solana. Watched it fly. Then stall. Then restart. I’ve used Bitcoin. Waited. And waited. Trusted, but never instant. Then I found Kaspa. $KAS No one shilled it to me. No “airdrop soon.” No cult. No billion-dollar marketing. Just raw code. And something rare: consistency. I sent a transaction. It confirmed in under 2 seconds. It was final in less than 10. The fee? One ten-thousandth of a dollar. I thought: Wait — that’s it? No bridge. No L2. No delay. No drama. Just finality. Then I looked deeper. 10 blocks per second. A protocol called GhostDAG. A mathematical breakthrough: A network that scales by embracing parallelism — not suppressing it. It doesn’t skip decentralization. It doesn’t shortcut security. And yet it delivers faster-than-internet latency — on a permissionless, open network. I didn’t think Proof-of-Work could feel this smooth. But it does. Because it’s engineered, not marketed. Kaspa is what crypto would look like if it had been designed for people — not investors. Not louder. Just better. Try it once. Then tell me you don’t feel the difference. #Kaspa #BlockchainUX #Crypto #ProofOfWork #GhostDAG #Crescendoshow more

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐞 𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐲?... 𝐆𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞! What better time to prove my love for succinct than now? When I saw the 𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐭 × 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐓𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐲𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛 drop, I knew I had to make something not just because I love both projects but because this is the kind of random, wholesome crossover I live for. Succinct new network explorer had me already excited, and now bringing in the Tedism? The bears with vibes?? From freakybird to ferris the crab with Pwoof Doggo forever my fav to those unbothered steady teddys mascots, had so much fun bringing this to life. There’s really no cure for Tedism and this is my proof. My entry is live 🧸!!! #ProofofTedism Succinct x steady teddys crashout Crláze 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧 (6 figs arc) @Itsfatcheeks 0xblackcow 🔥show more

Of course, there was so much happiness and fun... but lot's of ego and trauma because I did not know how to control my emotions or my thinking. I am not suggesting I have become a robot because you are actually a robot if you only ever listen to the programming and narrative you have grown up with and developed through programming and drama. I don't always know what's important and that old unreasonable person pops up now and again but I see him more clearly. I don't always catch him quick enough before he kicks off but I'm better at self regulation until I get on here. I guess, reading hateful posts about people's differences, the 'trans' obsession and now the 'Hijab' I get very upset. We would all be happier if we were kinder. I know, I'm going to get called 'kidnapper', violent this and that but because I know it's not true I just try to block those people. The radiator story is just fiction. Made up for pure sensation and it obviously worked. I am surprisingly objective about myself. I know what went down in my life because I was there. I am working on a new book. Possibly title 'How To Be Famous'. I also want to make my own documentary. If you think that's narcissistic then again you just don't know me. I don't hate JK Rowling or anyone, even those who have caused me pain. Hate is conceptual and it is, as the saying goes, like taking poison and expecting someone else to die. I can't promise I won't respond to haters but I will always try to be funny and surreal. Those of you who support me despite my shortcomings. I just love and adore you.show more

🎙️Jürgen Klopp on the moment Fabinho’s child refused to... let go of his hand​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​: ‘‘I still remember that moment so clearly. Fabinho’s little one just grabbed my hand and wouldn’t let go, no matter what. We were all on the pitch after the game, families everywhere, and this small hand just held on so tight. I tried to walk a bit, but he stayed right there with me. It was pure and simple, the kind of thing that stops you for a second because it feels so real. These are the moments that stay with you longer than any trophy. You work every day with the players, you fight together, you suffer together, but then you see their children looking at you like that and you realise this club is more than just football. It becomes part of their family, and somehow you become part of it too. That is what makes Liverpool special for me.”show more

Exactly five years ago Fahim & I launched the... very first version of NMKR. Back then NFTs were completely new, Native Assets on Cardano just became a thing, Cardano had no support for Smart Contracts & the Spacebudz were barely 1 month old. NMKR was still called NFT-MAKER and our primary colour was blue, not green. Fahim designed the page & I built NFT-MAKER v1 in a few days, while writing my final university thesis (about creating a Metaverse on Cardano btw). There was nothing going on in Cardano, no dApps, no users, nothing. ADA price was at less than 10ct (if i remember correctly) and all of Cardano X was just Stake Pool Operators shilling their Stake Pool to other Stake Pool Operators. NFT-MAKER became incredibly popular very quickly, even though you could only mint 1 NFT at a time and the tool was super rudimentary. But people liked it and we minted I believe almost 50,000+ NFTs just with NFT-MAKER v1. Then NMKR Studio launched a few months later and changed everything. Today 5 years later, with many very high highs & low lows I look back and can proudly say: We're still here. And even though the market has changed a lot, the team has changed, cofounders left, we almost ran out of money multiple times + all the other hard things we had to do, we've adapted and have shown resilience. We're still in the game and we'll not stop until we win. Thank you to everyone who has supported us in all these years. It really means a lot. Happy Birthday NMKR 🎉show more

November 2025. I was in Arusha. Siwezi sahau, walala... kuwaficha Check time stamp on frame 2 I was broke and broken. This day, I had gone to buy milk and bread, it was my breakfast, lunch and dinner Niko exile. Sina pesa . Was staying with strangers charging me 30 dollars a month. Kesi bado ninayo milimani Hii siku, got accosted by a mad man. Who actually was kinda a friend Nimebeba maziwa na chapo. Aka amua hasongi. Nikasema wacha nimpe, I will drink water and chill Ilipata that week, we had beefed online na Polo Kimani, akanitusi vile mimi ni Tasa, who cannot get a child coz nime abort for wababa But he was not alone. It was an insult that had trended for a while Few days later, travelled to KE for my case hearing. Magistrate akasema, hii ni upuzi. Case closed During closing of my case ndio I met baba goon. Following day I travelled to Namibia The following month, I was pregnant and my life CHANGED. Kidogo, Dr. Matiang’i has promised to fund my education, kidogo gig hapa, kidogo, gig pale Sweethearts, we can’t compare situations. Yours might be worse than mine is and was But you see hiyo time your peers mock, ndio God is adjusting his crown. To show he is King He never fails. He is faithful. He is worthy. He is LORD I don’t think wenye walikuwa wananitusi wanaeza nifikia sai, in just months Usife moyo. I join you in praying for your hearts desires today in Jesus name No bitterness. Just tell him “Naijulikane kwamba upo! Mungu usiye shindwa”show more

things i stopped doing ever since i realized our... subconscious mind is no joke: 1. stopped believing everything on the internet emotionally charged information grabs attention and sticks in memory, making persuasive content feel more convincing than it really is. whenever i see content that isn't helping me become the person i want to be, i block it, tap "not interested," and train my algorithm instead of letting it train me. just because someone says something with conviction doesn't always make it universally true. 2. stopped identifying with what i didn't want psychologist daniel wegner's ironic process theory shows that the harder you try not to think about or do something, the more likely it is to come back. instead of saying, "don't be anxious," or "don't relapse," i focused on the behavior i wanted instead. i focused on where i wanted to go in life rather than where i didn't want to go. 3. stopped neglecting stress long term stress raises cortisol, making it harder to think clearly, regulate emotions, and make good decisions. motivation isn't enough. i had to calm my nervous system first. relaxation became a requirement. 4. stopped listening to music without intention repetition strengthens neural pathways, and emotional experiences are remembered more easily. when lyrics are paired with a catchy melody, they become easier to remember and reinforce through repetition. so i chose music that supported the person i wanted to become. 5. stopped thinking catastrophically the brain constantly filters information and prioritizes what it expects to find. when i expected problems, i noticed more problems. when i started expecting opportunities, i noticed more opportunities. changing your expectations changes what your brain pays attention to.show more

Today I ran into a condition that everyone here... is probably familiar with: what I call a brain melt (“poplava”). No point beating around the bush – my mental health has been on a roller coaster, albeit well within the boundaries of psychiatry, since 2015, when I lost my first pregnancy. I developed a full-blown clinical depression, and for years I stubbornly refused to treat it with medication because, well, wasn’t I supposed to be strong enough to handle it on my own? By the time I finally agreed to antidepressants, I was in terrible shape. I’d gone through a second pregnancy loss, then had a baby, started supporting the whole family with a full-time job when my son was only three months old, and then COVID lockdowns hit. In hindsight, I’m incredibly lucky I was already on antidepressants when the full-scale invasion began. During the first two years of the war, I burned through every reserve I’d built up over the previous years – mental, physical, and financial. Then, in 2024, I simply hit a wall. I became deeply immersed in the reality of what was happening on the front line, in the occupied territories, and in the filtration camps. A criminal case was opened against me in Russia, my bank accounts and PayPal were shut down, and the Russians even identified my home in Belgium. It was… eventful. That’s when I had my first real, proper poplava. For the first time in my life, I developed severe headaches, obsessive thoughts that went round and round in circles, and, simply because the state itself became unbearable, suicidal thoughts. Thankfully, I seem to have been blessed with a fundamentally resilient mind. I recognized what was happening, went to my doctor and psychologist, and together we figured out what to do next. I know my level of stress isn’t comparable to that of people who live under constant shelling. But because of the work I do, it’s still rather a lot. It is just a different kind of stress – highly unpredictable. You never know where the next blow is going to come from. I’ve never used any hard medication, thankfully, so my mind has always been clear. I drink alcohol very rarely, I don’t smoke, I don’t use drugs, I stay physically active, and I try to get enough sleep. All of that helps. Over the past year, I’ve managed to get my mental state back to something close to what it was before the war and, in many ways, I’ve finally found a sense of inner peace. That said, these days almost any stressful event still triggers the same pattern: looping thoughts and headaches. I know the signs now, so after something stressful happens, I gently start checking in with myself. “Hang on… how many times have you thought this exact thought already? How many times have you sent that message? Are you getting unnecessarily combative in the comments? How’s your head? Maybe an ibuprofen? Maybe some passionflower?” Usually that’s enough, and I can get back to work. Still, I have a feeling that one day I’ll end up living in the woods, praying to a wagon wheel, with the internet permanently switched off. But only after the war is over. I guess I owe you all money for today’s therapy session.show more

This may get a little personal, with blurry photos... for evidence. But Harmanpreet's 200th T20I feels like the right occasion for this story. Bear with me - it'll all make sense. My first meeting with Harmanpreet Kaur lasted only a few minutes, to fix an interview. Looking back, though, it's an interaction that changed the questions I asked and the stories I chose to tell. It was just before the 2016 T20 World Cup. I was in Ranchi covering my first international assignment in women's cricket. Like any young reporter, I had done my homework beforehand. Then I spent the week putting faces to the names, and learning their stories. And when I finally met Harmanpreet, I called her by the wrong name. It was an honest mistake. I was mortified nonetheless. Harman, however, barely reacted. She brushed past it just as effortlessly as I had blurted it out, and carried on with the conversation. It was an embarrassing mistake, one that the overthinker in me couldn't move past. But Harman's non-reaction honestly hit me with the hardest reality of women's cricket. Misidentification wasn't unusual back then. So common, in fact, that the players had simply learned to live with it. There was no outrage in Harman's response, no attempt to make me feel worse than I already did. Typically unfazed, she just simply moved the conversation along. The decade that followed wasn't a straight line. And it tested her in almost every way possible - as a batter, as a captain, as one of the faces of a rapidly growing sport in the country. It was a remarkable change, and not just in Harman's career, but in women's cricket itself. She became one of the defining figures of Indian cricket. With more visibility, the expectations changed. The scrutiny increased. But Harman largely remained Harman. She inspired more than one generation and ultimately led India to its first World Cup title. What was once easy to overlook had become impossible to ignore. Perhaps that is why one moment from the 2025 World Cup celebrations remains so vivid in my memory. Amid the chaos and emotion of a historic night, Harman walked over, handed me the trophy and insisted for a photograph. It was a small gesture, but one that meant a great deal coming from someone whose journey I had been lucky enough to chronicle for nearly a decade. For a few seconds, I found myself holding the ultimate prize of everything Indian women's cricket had worked towards. My mind immediately went back to Ranchi. To that awkward first meeting. And to the journey that followed. A journey that ensured nobody would ever mistake Harmanpreet Kaur for anybody else again. Today, as Harman becomes the first cricketer - male or female - to play 200 T20Is, it feels like a milestone for a generation that helped transform women's cricket in India. Congratulations, Harman. It's been fascinating to watch this journey unfold, and to document parts of it along the way.show more

My First Car 2022— A Lesson I’ll Never Forget... I have always wanted to share this story. When I found this car, it had been abandoned. I was young, ambitious, and excited about the idea of owning my first car. I didn’t see a broken-down vehicle ,I saw an opportunity. I started putting my savings into repairing it, believing that one day I would finally drive my own car. But reality was very different. The car only made it onto the road about five times. The longest I could drive was about 3 kilometres before I had to stop and let it cool down because it would overheat. I even took it for painting. Unfortunately, I was cheated. Someone apparently used house paint, and whenever it rained, the paint would begin coming off. 😔 Nine months of my savings disappeared into that car. Sometimes when I remember how much time and money I put into it, I honestly feel like crying. The painful part is knowing that those nine months of savings could probably have bought me a much better car maybe even a brand-new one. But today, I choose to look at it differently. That car taught me something no classroom could teach me. When you are young, ambition can make you move faster than wisdom. You see the dream, but you don’t always see the cost. I made mistakes. I trusted the wrong people. I spent money I probably shouldn’t have spent. I learned the hard way. But I was trying. I was a young person trying to build something for myself. And perhaps that’s what makes this story emotional for me. When I look back at that young man in 2022, I don’t see a fool. I see someone who had a dream. The car failed me many times, but the experience didn’t. It taught me to be wiser. To ask more questions. To inspect before investing. To understand that sometimes the cheapest opportunity can become the most expensive lesson. That car may have only travelled a few kilometres on the road ,But it took me much further in life. I woke up with anger one day and drove the car to some petrol station uptodate I have never tried to call anyone or ask anything to anyone I just moved onshow more

1:05:11 I finished 1st 🥇 on my age group... and 5th in the male category. I failed my ambitious goal of sub-60 but I was very happy with my race. And I have a nice goal to chase for the next few months. All the staff at the Hyrox venue knew us! I even talked to the manager of Hyrox Turkey/Dubai/Greece. His name his Mustafa and he let my wife inside the athlete zone to shot videos for our YouTube channel. It’s my first Hyrox and the energy is insane. Everybody is fit, sexy and topless. There’s a DJ and MC so it feels like a gym-club in Bali. No surprise this sport is growing so much! This little experiment is engraved in my head. The last 2 weeks have been surreal. Getting paid $112,000 to race, receiving a fancy car at my hotel lobby, getting recognized by a lot of people, my first race… so many things to process! I want to thank my sponsors who made this possible: - by Higgsfield AI 🧩 (10 spots!) - by Kelvin Cobanaj - by Kimi - by OrcaRouter 🐳 - by Peptide Confidential - by John Hu (🍑) I want to thank my wife for always trusting in me and pushing me to try whatever crosses my mind. I want to thank all of you who supported the idea, online and offline. And I want to thank me for believing in myself. I was lost for so long. I felt misunderstood by people thinking I was weird for trying all kind of experiments. In the end I just want to have fun, and I’m incredibly grateful that my hard work has finally compounded and now I can play and get paid for it. Ok I’m a bit emotional now, and I’m getting late for my second race of the day with my wife. This one is just for fun. Woohoo!show more

Drama in Kapsabet unfolded when a group of married... women ganged up on one young lady. She had just stepped out to buy breakfast in her simple outfit😂💔 The mamas blocked her path and started pointing fingers at her clothes. They claimed it was too tight and too short for their streets of full of children and their husbands. "Rudi kwa nyumba badilisha hii nguo," they ordered loudly. The women demanded she go change into longer clothes before continuing her errands. Onlookers gathered quickly to watch the free show. Some supported the modesty squad while others just shook their heads. But I know Kalenjin mothers hawapendi izo dresses. The young woman stood there confused. Her simple morning run had turned into a full fashion court session. Married mamas turning into fashion police in thestreets. Pure comedy in the village. Who wins this battle of clothes? Adults should wear what they want without public drama. Still controlling what others put on their bodies. Village vibes sometimes ni ngumu and sometimes ni tamu. "MY DRESS MY CHOICE???"show more