She is a Capulet. When I found this out my heart sank back to heavy lead. What did I do to deserve this? I did it! I kissed her! It was glorious! Our house names were forgotten and her forbidden lips tasted so sweet, but I’m not sure if our names will ever be completely eradicated… What if I must live the rest of my life without her because of an irrelevant and ensign feud? No one even knows why we’re fighting! This is pointless! She must be as sad as I am. What if she thinks I will not love her because of her name? What if her troth is that I believe I am of more worth than her? What if she is hurting…? No! I must make sure she knows my love! Aye! I have an idea! I will go to her! I will find her house and proclaim my love for her! She must know this more than anything in our twisted world! I cannot marry my one true love because of our last names? Twisted world indeed… for now I will at least proclaim my love to her. Oh, how I hope she will believe me. I’m typing this as I’m on my way so I hope all will go well. I cannot stress the importance of this working. I must have her and I must be with her. That is not an option. I cannot risk not being her. I may die of heartbreak if I can’t. Why are you chucking? I’m being serious here! Ah, at last I am here where should I go? The orchard? Seems simple enough. I must log off now. ‘Till next time.
"I'm no hero. I put on my bra one boob at a time like everyone else." -Tina Belcher