Because some bitches are shallow money hustlers and not into passion and really into feeling their man. I don't care about material things. I provide for myself. I want the presence of a man and simple company and a beautiful man that cares for himself and for me equally, for one, not some troll like him who will take me places. I would rather die than be used as some prostitute or arm candy. I want us to be equal - to be seen as regular people who work regular jobs who go out and about on the weekend and look good. Who go out to nice restaurants every now and then, but are not snobs, who work in soup kitchens and do good things occasionally. Who care and are not afraid to get our hands dirty. We are the ones who live in an apartment or small house, yet look nice almost all of the time, and drive a modest car. I wouldn't want for anything else.
