Friar Lawrence's Diary - Act 5, Scene 3

A tragic yet amorous end to a curse

Everything is my fault… Romeo and Juliet, the little boys who I promised eternal love and who were married thanks to me have died. Mine Lord! Forgive me for this. I do believe, however, that this wast thy plan from the very beginning using me as the method to transmit thy message, which wast for Romeo and Juliet, the two star-crossed lovers, to kicketh the bucket, so that the feud would finally end. Thee and I shared the same intention, my good Lord, for hate has never been good - just the opposite of vigorous love. Finally, Lord Capulet and Lord Montague have accepted each other, and so have their families, and not only that, but I do believe that Romeo and Juliet are finally together in a better place, for not even death separates true lovers, which is what they were; two big hearts filled with peace and good wishes. After I die my Lord, please let me see them so that I can thank them and tell them how their love fixed every single problem that there ever was in Verona due to the Montagues and the Capulets, and not only that, but in the present, I beg you to make sure they live comfortably in the other world, following the ambitions that they wanted to follow in the world where the alive-ones are. They absolutely deserve everything and more - they were angels that only wanted to be with each other, and I wanted to take advantage of this love for their trees to cross and be together, using them as an example to follow. Unfortunately, at the cost of their lives, the goal was achieved, but on the other hand, they’ll rest in peace together with you.

Mine Lord: Within this wall of skin, blood and valours, thou are the creditor for everything you’ve done for us. Thank you.

Juliet's Diary - Act 4. Scene 1

Mine love's savior

Friar Lawrence always comes up with every solution to my problems. He’s always been such a great man, full of faith and beneficial intentions, and he’s done it again; he found a way for me to flee with my loved one, Romeo, the Montague that has supposedly caused many problems around Verona. So, according to the Friar, I will have to drink a potion which will make me faint for a few days as if I was in a deep sleeping session and I will wake up looking at Romeo, and then, we’ll both escape and continue our life. What has been said before by my mind is a lie - I will definitely see Romeo again, and the fact that I ever thought otherwise was ridiculous. My dream stands on; I will have beautiful children with him and stop the feud between his family and mine, and even if the latter is not possible, we will still create a new family full of love rather than hate. Friar Lawrence, thank you very much for making this possible; you’ve been supportive since the very beginning, and your words have a special sort of tone that makes them sound beautiful - no matter how harsh the circumstance is, thy voice maketh coequal the hardest moment seemeth easy and passeth by apace. It’s time for me and Romeo, very soon, to leaveth. We’re already married and that gent and I already knoweth that we has't a future ahead of us. I could not liveth without that gent; I would rather killeth myself, so basically what the Friar hath done in his best attempts which succeeded wast to save mine life, and Romeo’s too.

Romeo's Diary - Act 2, Scene 6

I am forsaken by the stars

What has't I done? I finally married to Juliet grant you mercy to the Friar Lawrence, but fate hath condemned me to fail, so whenever I doth something astonishing, mine own dole punishes me with something just as lacking valor or coequal worse. I must sayeth that this is not completely the case thankfully, for me having married Juliet cannot beest undone by fate’s wishes. Curse thee, stars, for not even your darkest spell was powerful enough to destroy me and my love for Juliet, but one thing is sure; I am either not going to be able to see Juliet ever again, or I’ll be able to hardly see her… death is better than that. I married the love of my life, and with the help of the Friar Lawrence, came up with a plan to flee with her successfully, and thought about our future every single second of the past few days, but now, all of that has been ruined, until I can find a way to be forgiven by the prince… I slain Tybalt, and now, if I don’t leave Verona, I will be executed by the unfair laws of the so called “fair” Verona. The Prince is truly a failure; I avenged my best friend and his relative Mercutio because an evil bigger than all the other evils that we know murdered him, and as a result, I get paid with the punishment of having to banish from Verona. Stars, I will not let you separate me from Juliet; send me your meatiest pit bulls and even if they bite me with fire, I shall extinguish them with water.

Juliet's Diary - Act 2, Scene 5

A joyous future

So tis finally confirmed… I wilt marry mine sweet love Romeo and followeth that gent throughout the world until death separates us. We wilt wend to picnics on the quite quaint ope green fields during summer with the big, yellow sun touching us while the wind flows at the same time we consume quite digestious ham sandwiches, chicken, and pork. We wilt eke share love and wander across the globe without any worries, and together, we wilt beest the happiest couple on Earth. We wilt has't children who wilt appreciate our love, will make our children share half Montague blood and half Capulet blood, creating a single type of creature that shall not be neither hated by the opposing gang, because the word opposing would not apply to these children, unless people would want to cut them in half; the Montagues trying to destroy the Capulet part of that children, and the Capulets doing the exact same thing to the Montague part of the little kids. No, such thing is not going to happen even if the chance is given because me and Romeo will protect them not only physically, but with the power of love. Me and Romeo shall protect them from the darkness that this world has prepared for them, which is going to be useless against them because they will remain untouched, and once they’re adults, they will share the same fate that we did; one filled with dreams accomplished, happiness, joy, and a gross amount more, more importantly freedom.

Friar Lawrence's Diary - Act 2, Scene 3

An opportunity hath been to me by the Lord

Today, Romeo, a Montague, asked me to marry him to Juliet, a Capulet. I felt truly disappointed by Romeo - did he forget Rosaline so quickly already? The woman who he really wanted to be with and according to him, stay with after death? That’s not true love. That’s just being lustful and I doubt he ever felt anything for her; he was just being spoiled which is why he locked himself up in a dark room. Kids these days unfortunately tear-eyes about everything even if they don’t really want such things. Romeo now believes he loves Juliet, although I doubt it because just like with Rosaline, he must be lustful, but who knows, they come from different families. He asked me to marry them, and I didn’t know what to say, but now I know what the answer is; I will definitely do it. This is the biggest opportunity to maketh two opposing families unite and becometh one and each member of their respective family accept one another for who those gents art instead of what their last name is. This is the opportunity that I’ve been seeking for a long time, and while I bethought twas impossible, now I finally hath found the true solution… I wilt marry these teenagers, fulsome or not, and maketh sure that those gents has't a future as a family. those gents shalt has't children upon many more children and influence.

Juliet's Diary - Act 2, Scene 2

We wast meanteth to beest together forever and ever

The present night, not so long ago, I finally saw mine love, and fortunately, that gent discovered mine secret; I adore that gent. that gent looked so quite quaint, his eyes wast green as grass, his hair brown as the branch of an oak tree, and his quite quaint perfect teeth… all of this complimented by his fine robes, which looked more expensive than the average robes you’d findeth in such a handsome sir . He’s my lord and I will marry him very soon, and my life shall change for good. I never thought I’d find the perfect man, but it looks like I did, and it wasn’t a hard search, mainly because we were meant to be with each other because fate dictated so. He’s just burning hot and his charisma is not something you could easily find. He’s unique, and thus, impossible to find someone that looks at least a little like him. Why did he choose me? I am supposed to be his enemy, so why did he choose me? He went outside my balcony while I was talking truths about him, and he listened to my voice while I described my feelings for him, and most importantly, once he showed up, he dittoed me and now we will marry very soon. Romeo, you don’t know how much in love I am. The only thing that I can think about right now is your lips, which are as red as a million roses piled together, and how much I would kiss them all day long. Until we meet again, my love...

Romeo's Diary - Act 2, Scene 1

A secret, complicated love

I hath left mine friends Mercutio and Benvolio so I can see mine love. Oh, she’s filled with love and joy and I am nothing more than in love with that lady and so excit'd to see that lady. I sure desire mine friends forgive me, but I very much must see mine angel; a pilgrim is in the search of a real angel, and mine friends should knoweth that. I desire those gents don’t knoweth that me and Juliet love each other, for those gents would either misprise me, tryeth to killeth that lady, or both at the same time, plus I don’t want them to know about the complex relationship that me and Juliet are in, and the one that’s about to get even more complex. Yes, I must make sure that Mercutio and Benvolio don’t find about this relationship with my angel, and not just them, but my entire family and all of my other friends, otherwise, it would be over for both of us, for there’s no acceptance between the Montegues nor the Capulets, but hatred. Of course everyone will eventually find out about us both, but then it will be too late for them to separate us - if possible, I’ll make sure that nobody knows anything about me and my lover for the longest amount of time. At least for now, it’s none of their business, but even then, they’ll try to make sure we’re not together. I would rather die than live a life of solitude and not being with the woman - no, angel, that I love. This world should have been made for lovers, not haters, and sadly, the latter is the predominant in the equation of how the system works.

Romeo's Diary - Act 1, Scene 5

I hath lived a life full of fabulations

This precise present day, I wenteth to the party of mine life… I recall how I wast complaining and telling mine best cousin that I didst not wanteth to wend the masquerade, but knave, twas a party. First, as I hath said ere, I wast complaining; mine heart burning with fire and filling mine brain with ashes that not coequal mine little nose could internally breathe. twas such a torture that I could not bear, and all of that wast caused due to rejection by Rosaline. I must admit that I used to see her as an angel; a beautiful light-being with no other thing less than perfection. I would have kissed her for all she’s worth and embraced her love, but unfortunately, such thing did not exist in her heart… such thing known as love. How could I force her to love me? Alas, let it go Romeo, she’s nothing more than an obstacle - yes, an obstacle of the past. One that caused my heart to burn in lava and made me breathe the ashes of despair. Even death would have been better than living like that my entire life. In fact, death would have been better than just one second of bearing that pain within my body, but oh well dear stars, and more importantly, dear lord, for giving me the strength to survive the toughest of all tortures. Now, that is a thing of the past, and what doesn’t kill you just makes you stronger, and that’ll keep on happening.

Now, what happened tonight? I met not an angel, but a demon, for I didn’t fall in love with her, but I was enchanted by her. Her shining smile, her incredible body, her charisma… she must have used the strongest of all spells that exist in this planet or even this universe, for I am not with nor by her; I am hers. Her name is Juliet, and she’s a member of the opposing family, but that does not matter to me. Perhaps it’s because of her spell, and that would make complete sense and be convenient; she’s an enemy, so they found some kind of weapon or spiritual power that bewitched me and made me Lady Capulet’s youngest daughter’s slave. The night I spent with her. The times that I kissed her. I must be blinded by her spell; she’s no angel, she’s a demon, for just a glance of her sight, I became hers for the rest of my life, and I have no power over my decisions. I must see her again soon…

Romeo's Diary - Act 1, Scene 4

Thither art no other beauties that can cause affection

So, I’m about to wend to a masquerade, whither according to Benvolio, I shalt beest able to explore new beauties, albeit that’s impossible… there’s no bigger beauty than Rosaline in this world. the lady is the definition of the word beauty, and is such as a presence itself - in other words, nobody else in this universe is quite quaint except for that lady, so Benvolio’s words art full of foolishness. Also, Mercutio a few minutes ago told me that I must dance. Dance by myself? They really, like true friends, are trying to help me, but they’re just devastating my heart once more because I am remembering the past of rejection… and that past is the present. My only loved angel does not like me and even if I continue to fight for her love, she will not continue to do so. It feels like I am in a bowl of boiling hot water. Perhaps Rosaline is the water and I am the victim of her refusal. Actually, not just perhaps, but in fact... will it be possible though? For me to find a lover who accepts me for who I am? Wait, but what a fool I am, my heart must be devoted to Rosaline. She must have a little space in her chest that maybe I could exploit for her to love me. Alright then, I shall not dance, for not only my mind does not allow me, but my body is immobile as long as I don’t get the love that I most likely don’t deserve. Rosaline is simply too much for me, although realistically, nobody else in Verona can be compared to me - I am more intelligent, more attractive, wiser, well-mannered, and loving than everybody else. Her chastity is just making her negligent over obligation, and that, by fate, should be to be mine. But it’s very obvious that fate is against me, so I will just forget about it. This party is going to be a complete waste of time, but as long as I make at least my very best friends happy, I’ll go.

Juliet's Diary - Act 1, Scene 3

Honor to mine family

The present day, Lady Capulet and the Nurse cameth to counsel me, albeit I’d sayeth Lady Capulet cameth to telleth me that I has't to marry. This is an injustice and something I truly doth not wanteth to doth, yet if 't be true I don’t do't, I wilt dishonor mine family and I don’t wanteth to doth that, especially because I am one of the youngest Capulets whose age fit marriage and tis mine responsibility to keepeth our bloodline running whether we like it or not. Lady Capulet toldeth me that I wilt has't to marry Paris, and while I said that it is just an honor, it is certainly not something I would ever want to do. The worst part is that she asked me to love him as best as I can as if such thing was possible - I haven’t even met the man, let alone love him regardless of how long I get to know him because him and I know that we’re just going to marry due to political reasons. I do not think that true love exists, as at least for people who come from families with power are forced to marry other families with power. Who knows, maybe some day I will find the right one, although I doubt it - he’d have to be someone who I am legitimately interested in, not some random “champ” who people claim to be perfect, because that does simply not exist. Oh diary, hold my heart with love and keep my feelings and obvious secrets hidden, for this is the true only way to express myself. A party has been organized by Lady Capulet and I’ll have to attend. It sounds like fun, but I am not interested in it like everything else. I wonder if my entire family will attend, but that sounds absurd. It will be a big event and nice memories will probably stay in my mind because of it, that’s for sure. I must go and have at least a little bit of fun or joy. Will I meet the perfect man? I doubt it, but it’s possible. I don’t think Paris will go to that party mainly because he has more important matters to attend to. I am looking forward to meeting him… not. He hasn’t even tried to look for me. What if I was the ugliest woman on earth, yet she doesn't know it? It would still probably not matter, for he would probably not even talk to me nor have any physical contact with my skin… like I said before, it just has to do with politics. I am truly disappointed in how the system works. Please dear god, save me from this monstrosity and take me to a better place once I die, or revive me in a better piece of flesh rather than the one I was born with.

Still, I cannot let the thought out of my head. I, Juliet, will marry a man named Paris. What will be of my life once I do it? Will I be happy? What is going to happen? Will eternal anxiety and hatred surround my heart because I’ll be living with a man that I don’t like? If I have children, how will they look like, and will they even be physically good-looking when I am having sexual contact with a man that I do not like? But who knows, maybe he will be a good husband. I do not know him, so I sure hope he is at least half as perfect as people claim he is, otherwise, I will live in misery. Right now my life is calm, and once I marry him, I hope it stays the same. I do not want parties every day or night nor a man who is disrespectful towards me - I just want a man with charisma, honor, pride, and responsibilities. Apparently, that is too much to ask for. Oh, dear stars…

Romeo's Diary - Act 1, Scene 2

The agony that I feel by solitude

Wherefore no one loves me? What is wrong with humanity now? A clotpole like me was not meanteth to beest morn. Oh Rosaline, give me your heart and I’ll giveth thee my soul. I cannot rest in peace in this locked filthy room, for tis the prison of love.

If only you accepted my heart, I’d be happy forever. Lord Capulet, Friar Lawrence, Mercutio, Benvolio - every single one of my friends judging me for adoring you, yet they don’t know what the definition of love is. They’re all unsympathetic creatures that deserve to go what I am going through, otherwise, they do not have the right to judge me for who I am. I promise you Rosaline, when we meet up again, things will be different from what they were last time; you’ll love me. I’ll earn thy love, and thee will kiss it with your beautiful lips and see it with your big eyes. I will be the one who takes off your sweet didth coat, whether I like it or not, and fortunately for me, the idea of such dream makes me cry. Without thy love, I will drown in the deepest of the lakes, so please, accept me the way I am.

To Mercutio:

Do not try to address my love as a problem, for it is not just a problem, it is a poison that my heart has swallowed, and your help is not much appreciated, in fact, it is a liability. Stay away from me and everything will be alright - the best you could do is stay away from me if you’re going to try to convince me to ignore Rosaline. Don’t get me wrong, I love you as my friend, but not as my counselor, because you’re actually just a clown to me in that case.

To Benvolio:

I appreciate your affection towards me, but just like with Mercutio, you should keep away from giving me the hints you give me. But still, your tips come way more from the heart than Mercutio and are filled with honesty and true concern - Mercutio’s tips also come from his heart, but yours are just much less arrogant and have more crediblity in them because you are well… Benevolio, the most benevolent man that I know.

All my other friends:

Although you are not as close, I appreciate your concerns because you also write letters to me regarding this issue. Even though you will never read this diary until my message, in case I die without expressing any gratitude in person, please, whoever is reading this, show this message to them, because unlike with Benvolio and Mercutio, I don’t present my problems to them, in other words, I’m always wearing a mask when I see them.

Anyway, Benvolio is going to show me a beauty brighter than Rosaline according to him soon, but I doubt that’s possible.

We’ll see… at least I’ll get to see my heart there.