Do you really have your own business when the only reason it is yours is because you lied and robbed your childhood friend of his dead mother’s money to pay the taxes you can’t, and then use an epidemic as an excuse to cover the fact that your business failed miserably before the pandemic ever happened?
If I lent you the money for any reason other than compassion and my identity as a good friend, why didn’t I accept your offer months before and actually have documents written?
Last minute, no lawyers, just blind trust, asking you to the last minute to find someone else. Why? If you were an artist at all you would understand. If you had a heart you would see the truth
That’s not an enthusiastic business decision. That is pity. I pitied you. Compassion. Couldn’t live with myself being that cold. You made your failure my responsibility tho I made it clear for months that I wanted nothing to do with it.
But hey you drown kittens for fun so empathy isn’t something you understand
Months before, you told my sister fifty percent. She said that was a red flag. I said I’m not going against my sister recommendation. And that would have been that but you lost your mom’s house. And was going to lose the place too. So I helped you.
If it was business, and not friendship, not emotion and care, it would have been done enthusiastically, with paperwork, beforehand.
And when you begged for the money I told you I needed it for Bitcoin. There’s no speculation in that. That was the fact. I kept a bit to live on. I had bad sciatica. You took the money I had to invest.
You said lend you the money. I said give it back before the halving. You agreed.
And I tried to work with you. It’s not possible. I sent rich successful artist friends. You didn’t even call them. If you started working with them I would have went down. Nft murals. You didn’t bother.
I sent you grants number. You never called. He’s a famous activist, and a mortgage broker
I tried to help but you don’t trust because you can’t be trusted. You see schemes because you are a schemer. You see lies because you are a liar.
One day we go before God and the truth will be the truth.