women are like apples on trees. the best ones are at the top of the tree. the men dont want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. instead, they just get the rotten apples from the ground that arent as good, but easy. so the apples at the top think that there is sumtin wrong with them when in reality, they are amazing. they just have to wait for the right man to come along, the ones brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree who is willing enough to risk it to get the best
