Slay

I love the way I slay 
every thing I encounter ..from this sexy outfit ,to my French tip manicure.I slay this green hair and this sexy makeup on my face.yes that's the way I slay 
I slay this and I slay that but as a matter of fact I 'll slay this relationship too so I don't think I'll ever need you ..

That's how I slay ..

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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February 20, 2016 at 1:46 PM
Good play on the concept of "slay" meaning to master yet with overtones of ultimate power over life and death, lol!
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