“I'm not heartless I've just learned to use my heart less.”

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life 2 min read 480 views Nov 22, 2015

Phat Woman

She stand with strength, She beautiful in the face, her personality is sweet. Hips fill up her jeans not giving her space to breath, her lips are pluped so nicley shaped, Eyes shaped like almoads, booty big like free! she a phat sexy woman. She rock it well all the way down to her feet. She move to kill; all eyes on her, she closes the deal she gets checks spent in the mail. Phat woman she is but her heart feel thinner. Making a way out of nothing she's like a cat in the alley ready to scratch away at your skin, To make her dream into a reality. Call her what you like that don't faze her, Because what she see is a woman that got everything, As she move in force her heart still heavenly and her dreams will always be real. Being a phat woman is her accessory but her looks make a women hate her cause she was blessed with a pretty face. Men can't keep their eyes off her she so painfully sexy in so many ways. They look at her with sex on there mind and may being the guy she will share her good stuff with. Put she ain't a easy piece of hot stuff her vision see a home, kids and a good man phat woman she know she is but she carry it so well with power in a throne.

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2b2b2

SNAPS....nice work...ONE

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Charles2

Having vision and insight is a blessing. Other features of beauty, fashion and style are nice but knowing what you want of life is reality and enduring. Still, despite the best of our intentions, our lives are incalculable and subject to change.

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