I can’t help but notice you seem a little at war with yourself here.
Tagged: tangled, angel's posts, camp queuepiter, dayum those colors,
“I know not who you are, nor how I came to find you, but may I just say… Hi. How ya doin’?”
I’ve been looking out of a window for eighteen years, dreaming about what I might feel like when those lights rise in the sky. What if it’s not everything I dreamed it would be?
Well, that’s the good part, I guess. You get to go find a new dream.

“Well, that’s the good part I guess. You get to go find a new dream.”
You were my new dream.
This is the story of how I died. Don’t worry, this is actually a very fun story and the truth is, it isn’t even mine. This is the story of a girl named Rapunzel.
tangled + faceless
Disney’s Tangled and Frozen + scenery
Tagged: frozen, some queues are bigger than other queues, angel's posts, tangled,
