rewatching hotarubi no mori e is like specifically choosing, on purpose, to replicate the feeling that a 14 year old girl has when breaking up with her first boyfriend (who subsequently cheated on her). you’re willingly signing up to cry. every time i watch this i feel the time i got a concussion right after my first concussion healed.

you may think that as time passes, it will not hurt as much as the first time you watched. you are wrong. each rewatch is just as painful as the first. it’s never ending pain that no one warned me i’d be getting the first time i saw it.

well, anyway, i recommend the movie! you should totally check it out.