I sincerely don't care how ugly you think you look in that candid with your hair all messed up and your face looks like it hasn't been washed for ages and you dress up like you ain't got a care in the world, but that laugh, that damned laugh that made the picture blurry because you couldn't stop giggling and wouldn't stand still so I could capture the moment, that damn laugh makes everything else looks hazy, because its so prominent. That one laugh, so genuine I can't stop my own self from smiling every time I see it, oh how dare you call that picture ugly? What is beauty to you if not this? What is beauty beyond this? If I could paint I would paint this blurry photograph in your memory and the memory of this laughter, because it means so much to me, you, mean so much to me and all I ever wanna do, is hear you laughing again, and to laugh with you
