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Jesus Loves you...Your Cat doesn't. {#Dogset}
- Get a proper money manager to tell me what to do with half 2/3rds of it 'cause I need to build some generational wealth for future children.
- GET THE fukk OUT OF THE CARIBBEAN.
- Fund a private military/security just for my own paranoid safety 'cause I'm about to turn into a potential problem.
- Spend the next 2-5 years getting acclimated to having that much bread. Live oppulent until it disgusts me. fukk bytches until the superficial ones disgust me. Buy a yacht, A Plane, an Island, a record company, A library, a videogame company, a movie company, and make stupid shyt that I wanna watch.
- Get used to being caked up (pause), hated by my peers/family for not 'breaking bread' while hopefully learning enough about wealth/finance to invest/divest/ be as philanthropic as I'd want to be without compromising who I am as a person.
- After my money starts making money on the interest end and I've got streams of income coming in, I'd just be a personality of sorts. Make live streams of me living reasonably modest (for Multi Millionaire), enjoying the regular vices I had before I got rich (Videogames, Music, Books) while being somewhat generous with my audience/public. Like I'd buy a new Toyota 4runner, drive it about for a few months and just gift it to some random single mother or a struggling black family after I did the homework on them.
-Start giving back on the terms that I dictate. Like I'd fix the problems back home in the Caribbean while doing my best to not enrich the government/persons who already living better than the regular man, woman and child on the street.
- Also, healthcare. Build a few hospitals, train a few hundred scholarship recpients of colour to work at said hospitals.
- Open up an all in one medical practice and call it "Titties" Chicks with titty problems, cancer, reductions, enhancements, Nipple placement, Areola colourings, sculpting. Yeah, we got you.
-Try and Feed and Clothe the homeless as well as find the best way to protect/nurture children all over the world.
- Also, I'd like to build a graveyard in the gothic style of Bloodborne and start interring john/jane does in that bytch.
-Walk around talking to myself and howling like some kind of ghoul, high on Ketamine, speaking like some old Elizabethan within it
"All interred souls face the wrath of whatever god they believed in, comfortably within the crypts I've erected (pause) for thy once mortal coils, while the corpreal denizens of realms I've not the time to bother with, admonish the living relatives of those found within past the witching hour of 10, when the sun descends and night rules all those found worthy enough to not be swallowed by it's darkness, yes, yes, yes.
I aim mainly to amuse myself with the things I've the power to create given such access to monetary resources.
- GET THE fukk OUT OF THE CARIBBEAN.
- Fund a private military/security just for my own paranoid safety 'cause I'm about to turn into a potential problem.
- Spend the next 2-5 years getting acclimated to having that much bread. Live oppulent until it disgusts me. fukk bytches until the superficial ones disgust me. Buy a yacht, A Plane, an Island, a record company, A library, a videogame company, a movie company, and make stupid shyt that I wanna watch.
- Get used to being caked up (pause), hated by my peers/family for not 'breaking bread' while hopefully learning enough about wealth/finance to invest/divest/ be as philanthropic as I'd want to be without compromising who I am as a person.
- After my money starts making money on the interest end and I've got streams of income coming in, I'd just be a personality of sorts. Make live streams of me living reasonably modest (for Multi Millionaire), enjoying the regular vices I had before I got rich (Videogames, Music, Books) while being somewhat generous with my audience/public. Like I'd buy a new Toyota 4runner, drive it about for a few months and just gift it to some random single mother or a struggling black family after I did the homework on them.
-Start giving back on the terms that I dictate. Like I'd fix the problems back home in the Caribbean while doing my best to not enrich the government/persons who already living better than the regular man, woman and child on the street.
- Also, healthcare. Build a few hospitals, train a few hundred scholarship recpients of colour to work at said hospitals.
- Open up an all in one medical practice and call it "Titties" Chicks with titty problems, cancer, reductions, enhancements, Nipple placement, Areola colourings, sculpting. Yeah, we got you.
-Try and Feed and Clothe the homeless as well as find the best way to protect/nurture children all over the world.
- Also, I'd like to build a graveyard in the gothic style of Bloodborne and start interring john/jane does in that bytch.
-Walk around talking to myself and howling like some kind of ghoul, high on Ketamine, speaking like some old Elizabethan within it
"All interred souls face the wrath of whatever god they believed in, comfortably within the crypts I've erected (pause) for thy once mortal coils, while the corpreal denizens of realms I've not the time to bother with, admonish the living relatives of those found within past the witching hour of 10, when the sun descends and night rules all those found worthy enough to not be swallowed by it's darkness, yes, yes, yes.
I aim mainly to amuse myself with the things I've the power to create given such access to monetary resources.
