He and I were about as compatible as a rat and a boa constrictor.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My demons and I are not compatible. We never have been and never will be.
I think what he loved about me the most was that I wasn't part of that world. But once we were together publicly, he wanted to change me into that social animal.
My mom and dad? Oh, they were a fiery pair. They stayed together for the kids and also because they were hopelessly in love with each other, but they were totally incompatible.
We were always able to sing and blend well together; that's our gift. But aside from that, we're really two different guys.
After a number of years dating, we decided we were good partners.
We were both very much the same. We were both very impulsive. We both loved life. We both loved shopping. We both had a love of clothes, obviously, because he was the designer that I kind of wore forever and ever.
Here we spent so much time together - eight months of our lives almost - and it was so great because we all got so close and that really made us not afraid to improve with each other.
Success took me to her bosom like a maternal boa constrictor.
We were great mates. We didn't really go out together because we never really had the time to go out. But we were with each other all the time anyway because we were working all the time. We could sit down and talk for hours, and we still can. We just understood each other.
It was a mutual relationship.