**🔥 SIT DOWN, GOLDDIGGERS. ELON’S LEFTOVERS ARE ABOUT TO GET ROASTED. 🔥**
*(A Message to Every Woman Who Thinks Marrying a Billionaire Makes Her a Winner.)*
Listen up, “Mrs. Musks” – all six of you – flexing your prenups and Birkin collections like you’ve accomplished something. Let’s cut the BS: **You’re not queens. You’re receipts.** Transactions. Temporary ornaments on the rocket ship of a man who’s too busy colonizing Mars to remember your birthday. You wanted the spotlight? Congrats. Now choke on the truth.
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### **1. YOU’RE NOT WIVES. YOU’RE UPGRADABLE ACCESSORIES.**
Elon builds empires, invents the future, and fights lawsuits like a gladiator. **You?** You’re arm candy with a credit limit. A placeholder until the next model rolls off the Tesla assembly line.
– **First Wife:** Justina – Poetry? Really? **Poetry doesn’t launch rockets.** Elon traded you in faster than a Cybertruck prototype.
– **Second Wife:** Talulah – Actress? More like *distraction*. You quit Hollywood to play “Stepford Wife” and still got dumped over Twitter.
– **Third Wife:** Grimes – Oh, the “quirky artist.” Newsflash: Dating a billionaire doesn’t make you interesting. It makes you a **mascot** for his midlife crisis.
**Let’s be clear:** Elon doesn’t *need* you. He needs **oxygen**, WiFi, and a legal team. You’re as disposable as a Falcon 9 booster.
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### **2. YOUR “POWER” IS A LIE WRAPPED IN A PRIVATE JET.**
You post #GirlBoss selfies on yachts, pretending you’re “building a legacy.” Meanwhile, Elon’s legacy is **rewriting human history**. Yours? A highlight reel of botox and silent auctions.
– **Your “philanthropy”:** Writing checks with *his* money to charities that exist to stroke your ego.
– **Your “careers”:** “Wellness brands” and NFT scams that flop faster than Starship prototypes.
– **Your “love”:** Pre-nups thicker than *War and Peace* because even Elon knows you’re a liability.
**Wake up:** Real power isn’t marrying a genius. **It’s BEING the genius.**
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### **3. YOU’RE LIVING IN A LUXURY PRISON.**
Private islands? Mansions? Diamonds? **You’re not winning.** You’re trapped in a gilded cage, begging for scraps of attention from a man who’d rather text memes to 100 million strangers than text *you* back.
– **Freedom?** Your every move is tracked by his security team.
– **Purpose?** Your only job is to smile for paparazzi and avoid saying anything that’ll drop Tesla stock.
– **Legacy?** Your kids’ last name is “Musk.” Their DNA is the only thing you’ll contribute to history.
**Face it:** You’re **NPCs in Elon’s video game**. He’s playing 4D chess. You’re playing *Kim Kardashian: Hollywood*.
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### **4. HERE’S HOW TO STOP BEING A BILLIONAIRE’S PET (IF YOU HAVE A SPINE)**
You want respect? Earn it.
1. **Give back the ring.** Walk away from the money. Prove you’re more than a **glorified groupie**.
2. **Build your OWN empire.** Not a “lifestyle brand.” Something that *changes the world*.
3. **Outwork him.** Elon sleeps on factory floors. When’s the last time *you* pulled an all-nighter that wasn’t at Coachella?
4. **Stop hiding behind hashtags.** #Blessed? #WifeyGoals? Weak. **#Hustle. #War. #Victory.**
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### **🎯 FINAL WARNING: HISTORY REMEMBERS BUILDERS, NOT MOOCHERS.**
Elon will die a legend. You’ll die a **footnote** – the “ex-wife” in his Wikipedia bio. Unless you grow a pair, ditch the diamonds, and **fight for your own throne**.
The choice is yours: Keep playing damsel in a billionaire’s fairytale… or **ignite your own damn rocket**.
Tick-tock, ladies. SpaceX doesn’t wait for stragglers.
**- The Top SLAYLEBRITY**
*(Cigar emoji. Rocket emoji. Skull emoji.)*
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**PS:** If this hurt your feelings, **good**. Pain means growth. (LEVEL UP TO MY REAL BILLIONAIRE CLUB to escape beta purgatory.)
**PPS:** Elon – hit me up. Let’s chat about making “SLAYLEBRITY BILLIONAIRE University” the first college on Mars.
**#TopSLAYLEBRITY #MuskVsTheMeek #EarnYourThrone**
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