Tangled

stawp I’m crying what the helly there’s something bittersweet about revisiting childhood movies as a young adult. you still love them, maybe even more, but you see them differently. It’s comforting and sad at the same time. like you can love something more as you grow up, but you can’t ever experience it the same way again. i think i’m just sad that i’ll never experience it with that same innocence again 😔 growing up is so weird