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AVGO – June 12 Trade 🟢
In at $2.00, out at $2.45
+22.5% gain on the day 🔥🔥🔥
Quick scalp on the 255 calls — executed clean, locked profits, done for the day.
AVGO showing strength, and we caught it just right 💸
📈 AVGO 255C
⏱️ Morning trade
💰 +22.5% profit
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The contracts went all the way to $160 !! I sold early but that’s fine bec coulda shoulda woulda will never get u anywhere in trading, as long as im making 5% or more every day I’m good, never underestimate the compounding effect
SPY – June 11 Trade ✅
In at $1.08, out at $1.20 — all in just minutes.
Quick flip right after the Tesla scalp… now I’m really done for the day 💸
Two solid wins back-to-back. No stress. No overtrading.
Just clean execution and early profits 😤
📉 SPY scalp
⏱️ Fast execution
🔥 +11% in minutes
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TSLA – June 11 Trade 🟢
In at $4.90, out at $5.60 — all in 3 minutes.
That’s it. One clean setup, perfect execution, done for the day.
No need to overtrade when the market gives you a gift like this 💸
📈 Tesla scalp
⏱️ 3-minute trade
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41. And those who never played the fool,
Are kings of heart, the silent rule.
The ones who never fell for fake love are the real winners — but they don’t show off.
42. Poor soul who watched the film’s last thread,
Still hoped the ending changed instead.
Some people watch the same sad movie again hoping the ending will change. Just like love.
43. But stories cursed must find their close —
Still, some write “love” in every prose.
Sad stories need to end. But some people can’t stop writing about love.
44. But healing love? That’s now a sin.
And blame belongs to those within.
Trying to fix love is seen as wrong now. But the blame is on the people who ruined it.
45. Who turned the rose to wilted pain,
Who watered thorns — again, again.
Who ruined something beautiful like a rose? Who kept feeding the pain instead of love?
46. I kissed your cheek, you turned to stone,
Yet still I kissed — I kissed alone.
I kissed you but you didn’t care. I kept trying anyway — but it was only me.
47. Why did my longing flood my land?
Why did your rose destroy my hand?
Why did I let my love for you take over everything? Why did your beauty hurt me?
48. I used to hide my wound in grace,
But now it shows upon my face.
I used to pretend I was fine. But now my pain is obvious.
49. I’m someone else — not who you met.
A man reborn, don’t you forget.
I’ve changed. I’m no longer that same person.
50. I need to laugh, I need to feel,
Find joy again, and make it real.
I want to be happy again and feel real emotions.
51. I need to break from ties that drag,
I need new streets, new tales to tag.
I want to leave behind the things that hurt and go start a new life.
52. Pick up the crumbs of me that fell,
And place them where I heal and dwell.
I want to gather my broken pieces and rebuild myself in peace.
53. What is a man but one who leans —
To feel a whisper, know what it means?
A real man is someone who listens closely and understands feelings.
54. To rewrite life with someone’s hand,
To walk with one who understands.
To live again with someone who truly gets you.
55. A man who knows just when to stay —
To be your sun, or shade your day.
Someone who knows when to give you light, and when to protect you.
56. Who feels your breaks with just a touch,
Who might not match — but loves as much.
Someone who can sense your pain and still loves you deeply — even if he’s different.
57. Like stories you already know,
Like songs whose chords are soft and slow.
He feels familiar, like a favorite story or song.
58. Like films you’ve seen, and music heard,
He speaks in rhythm, not just word.
He talks in a way that feels right, like music you remember.
59. And this tale won’t end, till she’s gone.
The path that missed you — let it run.
This story isn’t over until she’s fully gone. Let go of the path that wasn’t meant for you.
60. Fairytale. True tale. Here’s what’s right:
The boy will find a girl — and light.
Whether it was a fantasy or real, the boy will find love and joy again.
61. And tomorrow shines, the fast will break,
With joy that makes the whole world shake.
Tomorrow will bring happiness — like breaking a fast with a celebration.
62. The film will end in peace, not pain,
And this time… it won’t be vain.
This story will end calmly, and this time it will actually matter.
63. The boy will no longer fear or cry,
The silent one will raise his eye.
The boy won’t be sad anymore. He’ll find his strength.
64. No matter silence, time will tell —
We’ll learn again. We’ll love as well.
Even if we don’t talk now, time will reveal the truth. We’ll grow again and find love again.
📝 I write poetry sometimes. Just wanted to share one I recently finished — it’s personal, raw, and honest.
“It’s Me Worrying It to Her”
(full poem below)
If you want the full breakdown to understand every line, scroll to the end. Hope this reaches whoever needs it.
👇
⸻
It’s Me Worrying It to Her
Your Lord gave wide, the gifts were grand,
But the one who bought you… slipped his hand.
And he who burned with love so true,
Now blows goodbye — away from you.
You spoke of me with poisoned grace,
I bore no guilt, but took my place.
It’s never hard for you to lie —
To twist the truth, to falsify.
All we shared got spilled, laid bare,
Even feelings, even tears — they’re everywhere.
That thing you love? You act with flair,
You play it right — like you don’t care.
You called me guilty, gave me blame,
Said I’m a traitor, just my name.
Said I was joyless, dark, not bright,
I vanish, wound, invade your light.
Well now I’m gone — enjoy your space.
I hope you’re calm, I left no trace.
I hope you’re fine, and this will cease —
This wound that bleeds without release.
Though I doubt peace from one who keeps
A memory sharp, a hurt that sleeps.
The gazelle — your kind disguise,
Struck the hunter in surprise.
He sat in peace, no snare, no plot —
And still you shot, and he got caught.
So who explains what no one told?
The lion never meant to hold…
The prey that died beneath his grace —
Some beasts kill soft, not face to face.
They never meant to hunt that day —
But still the dead don’t get a say.
History won’t stop to explain,
Or turn to feel a lion’s pain.
It says the deer was sweet and kind,
And lions? Always mad, you’ll find.
But who hurt who — look close, you’ll see.
It’s twisted like a fairytale be.
The boy who loved the girl that cried,
Whose happy eyes still weep inside.
She plants her heaven in the flame,
And locks up truths with no one’s name.
You blamed me wrong, said I was cruel,
Even neighbors have a rule.
Our houses touched, our hearts once did —
Not every break can be amid.
Not every tale deserves a song,
Not every cut heals right or wrong.
What’s in my chest’s not just a scar,
It’s parting’s wound — it reached too far.
Some things are aimed, some things just fall,
But pain still finds us — that is all.
Your grace became the villain’s mask,
Possessed by spirits you won’t ask.
Like you’re someone I once knew —
But now I don’t, I swear it’s true.
Blame the narrator — if you must,
The quiet one now breaks the crust.
He learned from pain, not from the song,
He learned today what took too long.
Some girls will learn it in the end,
That when you give and give… it bends.
You reach, and no one’s there to hold —
The giver learns. The warmth turns cold.
God took your pain and handed stairs —
To climb and heal from all despairs.
By chance I found your bitter kiss —
Could heal, and still — I won’t miss.
This morning joy broke through my fears,
But your hands weren’t near my shoulders dear.
And for the first time — scent so thin,
I couldn’t smell you in the wind.
The story’s old — I’ve had enough.
The bites too deep, the coffee rough.
If I’m in love — then blame the brew,
It told the truth when sweet met you.
And those who never played the fool,
Are kings of heart, the silent rule.
Poor soul who watched the film’s last thread,
Still hoped the ending changed instead.
But stories cursed must find their close —
Still, some write “love” in every prose.
But healing love? That’s now a sin —
And blame belongs to those within.
Who turned the rose to wilted pain,
Who watered thorns — again, again.
I kissed your cheek, you turned to stone,
Yet still I kissed — I kissed alone.
Why did my longing flood my land?
Why did your rose destroy my hand?
I used to hide my wound in grace,
But now it shows upon my face.
I’m someone else — not who you met.
A man reborn, don’t you forget.
I need to laugh, I need to feel,
Find joy again, and make it real.
21. But who hurt who — look close, you’ll see.
It’s twisted like a fairytale be.
If you really look, you’ll see who hurt who. It’s a messed-up love story.
22. The boy who loved the girl that cried,
Whose happy eyes still weep inside.
A boy loved a sad girl who pretended to be happy but cried inside.
23. She plants her heaven in the flame,
And locks up truths with no one’s name.
She builds beauty in chaos, but hides the truth from everyone.
24. You blamed me wrong, said I was cruel,
Even neighbors have a rule.
You unfairly said I hurt you. Even strangers living nearby owe each other respect.
25. Our houses touched, our hearts once did —
Not every break can be amid.
We were once very close. But not every broken thing can be fixed while we’re still in it.
26. Not every tale deserves a song,
Not every cut heals right or wrong.
Not every story needs to be told. Not every wound gets better — even when it should.
27. What’s in my chest’s not just a scar,
It’s parting’s wound — it reached too far.
I’m not just scratched — I’m deeply hurt by you leaving.
28. Some things are aimed, some things just fall,
But pain still finds us — that is all.
Some hurts are on purpose, some are accidents. But pain still gets to us anyway.
29. Your grace became the villain’s mask,
Possessed by spirits you won’t ask.
You pretended to be kind, but you turned cruel — and you don’t even ask why.
30. Like you’re someone I once knew —
But now I don’t, I swear it’s true.
It feels like you’re a stranger now. I don’t recognize you.
31. Blame the narrator — if you must,
The quiet one now breaks the crust.
Blame me for telling the story if you want — but I’ve finally decided to speak.
32. He learned from pain, not from the song,
He learned today what took too long.
I didn’t learn from sweet things — I learned through pain. And it took me a long time.
33. Some girls will learn it in the end,
That when you give and give… it bends.
Some girls will learn that when someone gives too much, they eventually break.
34. You reach, and no one’s there to hold —
The giver learns. The warmth turns cold.
When you finally need support, it’s gone. And the giver stops caring.
35. God took your pain and handed stairs —
To climb and heal from all despairs.
God gave you a way to get better from your pain.
36. By chance I found your bitter kiss —
Could heal, and still — I won’t miss.
Even though your kiss hurt me, it helped me grow. But I still don’t miss you.
37. This morning joy broke through my fears,
But your hands weren’t near my shoulders dear.
I felt happiness today — but you weren’t there to share it with me anymore.
38. And for the first time — scent so thin,
I couldn’t smell you in the wind.
I didn’t even feel your presence anymore. You’re really gone now.
39. The story’s old — I’ve had enough.
The bites too deep, the coffee rough.
I’m tired of this same story. The pain is deep. Even my coffee tastes bitter now.
40. If I’m in love — then blame the brew,
It told the truth when sweet met you.
If I still love you, blame the coffee — it tasted sweet like you, but turned bitter.
Two weeks ago I missed the PLTR morning move and thought the day was cooked…
But at 12:30 PM I saw the setup again — same exact thing I’ve seen so many times before. Trusted my experience, took the play… and this happened 👇
Contracts went from $0.10 to $1.88 — +3,000% in the final 10 mins before close.
Literally caught the whole move. Made a bag. Grateful. 🙏
Didn’t post it earlier because barely anyone sees anything… but I’ll start sharing more.
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Missed this trade… but man, this is exactly why I’m obsessed with the stock market. 📈
$80K could’ve turned into $8 MILLION — in just a couple of hours. Not days. Hours.
That kind of money doesn’t exist anywhere else. Not in real estate, not in tech… not even drug lords are pulling this off in a morning. 🤯
Absolutely mind blowing. This game is insane — and I love it.
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Just made the biggest trade of my life.
Bought 1,500 contracts on Nvidia 130 calls at $25, sold at $640 (they ran to $680!) cleared over $900K in 3 days.
All from one signal.
This is the power of precision trading.
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SPY Put 559
Got in at $1.20, sold at $3.45 — over +100% gain on the day.
Profit: $52,000 on this trade.
This is the power of precision entries.
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This is a professional trading account—but I’m heartbroken and I write poems. This is the breakup poem. True story.
#TwinFlame#Poetry#Heartbreak#BreakupPoem#LoveAndLoss#RealFeelings#FYP#PoeticSoul
Why Did You Leave Me Running?
See me however you want, I never broke down,
Not lost ‘cause I’m clueless — just tired of this town.
You’re not content, but I stayed ‘cause I care,
Weaker than you thought, stronger than I’d dare.
Enough with the pride, you tore me apart,
I write in my mind — ink’s too sacred for heart.
Girl, I’ve had enough, your scent’s worn thin,
They said you command, I said, “Then let her begin.”
One-third of my life was spent obeying you,
The rest in the dark, hoping light breaks through.
I stole a moment of will from skies above,
But the sun is gone, and night’s drained the love.
Here’s your cash, and here’s your price,
Just don’t come back — I won’t think twice.
Leave me to fall, like an arrow from height,
I hated myself, trying to dance in your light.
It’s not them who made you dirty, it’s your taste,
Your ground is cursed, and the heavens laid waste.
Why’d you leave me running? I built us early.
Why’d you leave me tempting? You drove me crazy.
Why’d you let me sacrifice it all for you?
If you wanted to stay still, you could’ve said so too.
Why’d you leave me running? I built us early.
Why’d you leave me tempting? You drove me crazy.
Why’d you let me sacrifice it all for you?
If you wanted to stay still, you could’ve said so too.
Each night I wonder — is hell still not full?
Acting like you wait for light, while choosing what’s cruel.
You became a clown, in your fake display,
Cheap in every meaning, no matter what you say.
Each night I wonder — is hell still not full?
Pretending to wait, while dancing in bull.
A jester now, in all your disguise,
Your worth keeps dropping, no matter the lies.
And knowing you’re my Twinflame, it cuts me more deep,
I search through the dark where your love didn’t keep.
I gave you the purest, the rarest of hearts,
But you broke it in silence and tore it in parts.
I always felt unloved — you made me feel small,
Yet I stood by you blindly, gave you my all.
You’ll live your whole life and still never find
A love like mine — no, not this kind.
We could’ve been something real, something true,
But you chose to lie, like fakes always do.
All I wanted was a fair, honest chance,
To be human, be friends, let the souls dance.
But you made it so hard, pushed me away,
While I begged just to see you one normal day.
Still, I feel lucky — though the pain took its toll,
God let me meet you… to better my soul.
I’m weak, but won’t appear as such,
I’d rest if you just said “enough” — that’d be clutch.
You tried, you said — but that’s just dumb,
Your words and your actions never align, they’re numb.
I broke walls between us you never saw,
Doubted myself, thought maybe I was the flaw.
I stayed quiet for too long, if you recall,
But nothing about you was ever fair at all.
You don’t deserve a pardon, not for your past,
Your lies wear masks, your tail is vast.
You open your arms, but all you hold is a cage,
You’re not a victim, just acting on stage.
Your body’s stained with the sweat of men,
And theirs marked by yours again and again.
Don’t ask me for help, don’t look so pitiful,
When I made you queen — you should’ve been dutiful.
I bent my spine for you, reached but missed,
You know I could’ve been more — if not for this.
Why’d you leave me running? I built us early.
Why’d you leave me tempting? You drove me crazy.
Why’d you let me sacrifice it all for you?
If you wanted to stay still, you could’ve said so too.
Each night I wonder — is hell still not full?
Acting like you wait for light, while choosing what’s cruel.
You became a clown, in your fake display,
Cheap in every meaning, no matter what you say.
Each night I wonder — is hell still not full?
Pretending to wait, while dancing in bull.
A jester now, in all your disguise,
Your worth keeps dropping, no matter the lies.
This is a professional trading account—but I’m heartbroken and I write poems. This one’s for my Twin Flame.
#TwinFlame#Poetry#Heartbreak#LoveAndLoss#SoulConnections#FYP#RealFeelings
Between every star in the sky, when will you come through?
We’ve filled the nights with nicotine and coffee, hoping they’d bring us to you.
’Cause love’s sweetness turned bitter, sorrow’s become our creed,
No one’s tasted love’s sweetness without joining our lead.
We’re many, and we know each other well,
Our eyes never lie, they’ve got stories to tell.
We don’t ask “What’s wrong?”—we just say, “It’s all good.”
We’re the rare ones, standing where no one else would.
We’re the odd numbers in a sea of twos,
Our Fridays doesn’t look different from our Tuesdays, it’s true.
Our silence speaks louder than words ever could,
We’re the ones they say, “Let him be, he’s misunderstood.”
We envy the ones who walk proud, even if their pride will break,
And we pity the ones staring down, saying sorry with every mistake.
Between every star in the sky, don’t be a mirage we chase.
We’re strangers on earth because of you, trying to find our place.
Between every star, don’t let us down, don’t let us drown,
We’ve never learned how to swim, oh ship, don’t let us frown.
Maybe it’s fate, or maybe it’s pain shielding us from worse,
Maybe the best ride for us is the one of the cursed.
Maybe we lost what we had to gain what we deserve,
Maybe the father’s “for your own good” hides life’s curve.
To the one across the riverbank, I’m coming, don’t wait too long,
Every moment in our lives was leading us here, where we belong.
What I’ve lived, what you’ve lived, it’s solid ground we stand,
The universe spins, and our love is its grand plan.
Don’t lose faith in me, not for a single second,
If I had to give up everything, you’d be the one I’d reckon.
From the land of fear, I’m throwing you the start of a thread,
Tying us together under the same star, where angels tread.
To the one across the riverbank, don’t let go of your crown,
Our meeting is a dot on the earth’s spinning round.
This time I’m not drowning, no lifeline’s in sight,
This time, the harbor grows bigger as I swim towards the light.
I trust my instincts every time they speak,
Even when yours only guide you once a week.
Finally, we met face to face, no middleman between,
Everything feels like heaven’s plan, though with a minor scene.
It’s natural, we melted under the first night’s embrace,
Our love was born long before we shared our first gaze.
When we first met, I didn’t know you were my Twin Flame,
I wasn’t thinking about that, but I knew you were cool and not lame.
In your arms, I found my forever home, I never want to leave,
You make me so happy that I forgot all the grief.
I love you so much, and I’m blessed you’re here,
Losing you is definitely my greatest fear.
You’re so beautiful, inside and out,
I’m so out of your league without a doubt.
I love your kindness and that you always care,
I love your pureness and the innocence you share.
Life is tough, and it carries us around,
But no matter what, your optimism always finds a way around.
I always daydream in your eyes and the art I see,
And all I think about is how lucky one can be.
Tell me every story again, even the ordinary,
I see myself in you more than in any mirror I carry.
Every “I love you” I ever said was meant for someone like you,
Every love poem I wrote had your name shining through.
But not all beginnings are sweet, and not all endings are bitter,
Someday, I’ll write a poem you’ll want to remember.
Even if I’m chasing a dream that isn’t real,
It’s worth it to have “He tried” written on my tombstone’s seal.
Between every star in the sky, I’ve come for you, no delay,
I admit, I needed love, and I gave mine away.
What’s the problem with that? I know one day I’ll score,
But until then, describe to me what I’m fighting for.
Not every start’s a joy, not every ending’s a tear,
But I’ll write the perfect poem for you, my dear