If You're Not as Sad as These Parents After Watching Les Mis, You're a Total Javert

This is pretty much exactly how I felt/acted after I saw a Les Mis touring company when I was 12. I went home, learned Castle on a Cloud, and although I was an obese red head who couldn’t sing, dreamed of played Young Cosette. I dreamed a dream, you guys.

Anyway, love these parents, love Les Mis, let’s hold each other and relive the heartbreaking melodramatic magic.