hey did you know that all of my life i spent searching the words of poets and saints and prophets and kings now at the end all i know that i've learned is that all that i know is i don't know a thing so easy to close off place the blame outside hiding in my room at night so terrified all the things i could've been
but i never had the nerve life and love, i don't deserve so alright alright i've had my time close my eyes let the death bells chime bury me in burgundy i just don't care nothing's left i looked everywhere is this how i die was there ever any other way my life could be is this how i die such a slough of feelings inside of me but then why am i screaming why am i shaking oh god, was there something that i missed did i squander my divinity was happiness within me the whole time
we don’t talk enough about the letters pierre sent to andrey. how would you even respond to “i wish i was at war with you. your fiancé is beautiful, i might be in love with her. i shot a man. he got better. i’ve been crippled by alcoholism. i’ve been doing some math in my spare time and i’ve decided to kill napoleon. i am so wise.”
every time pierre describes himself he's like "oohh I'm so fucked up and evil I'm a monster in my soul I have a cold charred black heart..." and every time anyone else describes pierre they're like "my best friend in the whole world that sad but kind and jovial man pierre. I wish he came to visit more often, I desire him carnally."
(In NPGC pit right now) that Moscow bit is indeed Natasha humming to the clarinet's solo
this is not an exhaustive list, just what came to mind. feel free to leave your favorite moments in the tags but I'm not adding a poll option for it bc this poll is all about meeeeeeeeee
this barbie is fun, this barbie is crazy, this barbie is plain, this barbie is fierce, this barbie is a slut, this barbie is hot, this barbie is old school, this barbie is good, this barbie is young, and this barbie isn't here