me: that moment in twisted (the main theme song thing for twisted: the untold story of a royal vizier) is so real because throughout the entire show ja’far had been willingly accepting all the death threats and insults constantly thrown at him, his only friend is this parrot his dead wife gifted him, i wouldnt be surprised if he’s constantly getting nostalgia of sherrezade, and when the townspeople didn’t hate him, and when he actually had friends. and now, here, in this song, during this very moment, all he can see and hear are people that understand him. ursula, scar, gaston, hook, these are all people that he can actually relate to. all these “villains” that he thought he knew opened themselves to him, and finally revealed the truth about their lives, instead of the twisted take that sherrezade’s story told. people that he could actually consider real friends. but that doesn’t matter anymore, does it? he has to make a choice. his princess’ life is in his hands right now. if aladdin ever got hold of the lamp, who knows what he’d do? oh, let’s face it, everyone knows what his foolish mind is thinking. ja’far could never let that arrogant street rat do what he knew he’d do to his daughter. right, his daughter. it’s crazy you would think that a deeply caring and passionate man would leave his daughter, with no one to look after her in the blink of an eye. but what other choicde did he have? he may not ever see the princess again. he may never actually get his wish of returning his wife and retrieving the happy ending he ever so desired. but how could those thoughts reach his racing mind when all he could think of are ursula’s words. the townspeoples’ words. how much everyone despised him. so if he couldn’t live happily ever after with his loved ones... might as well give up his life for them. because mortal life isn’t worth living if he the ja’far everyone only ever saw... was twisted.

my two brain cells: 

my two brain cells: jesus christ...