these reactions are soooo calm to what would really happen. My parents would probably be breathing fire from their eyes and mouth.
do you remember when we could just look at eachother, and not have to say anything, but we would know what the other was thinking? we spoke a language of laughs and giggles and smirks and stares and whispers and no one else would understand. but they didn’t have to. it was you and me. me and you. you and i. together. always.
now, i pass you in the hallways, and it’s as if the other isn’t there. i don’t know you anymore and it frightens me.
maybe it’s because i’m worried. maybe i’m worried that the people who are dearest to me will become like this. the smirks, and giggles. the laughter. the tears. they’ll all become nothing more than a memory.
so many of them would have been so nice. if they weren’t out of focus.
is it me or my lens? ]:
i’m going to guess me, because i had that issue when i did film photography too.
moral of the story: i need to work on my focusing skills. i must train my eye. D:<
realizing that order of operations says multiplication & division left to right. Multiplication doesn’t always go before division. They’re the same step.