Originally Posted by BinYe
For 2 1/2 years, i dated a beautiful woman. Being who she was (and me being a simp), boo had expectations for everything in the world (and i caved in)...
I had difficulty maintaining her... it was like a second job for me. But for what it was worth... it was worth it.
She reminds me a lot of this shoe.
Her beauty/elegance/class being the silhouette.
Her attitude/disposition/demanding behavior being the icey bottom.
In relativity, it's all a priveledge, a luxury... and a burden.