Remember when i talked at the school of life and in the car home how you made me cry right before i flew to new york on a red-eye gumball-red eyes can’t count how many times fresh pink swollen face tear ducts salinate what a waste—you couldn’t appreciate my mind but then again they say the connections we create are mirrors of our ways snapshot our internal state and i’ve been on enough datеs now to know this to be true you need to first be thе right person to bring the right person to you.