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o hark, god! hark, angels! hark, spirits and my ancestors up above!
hark, and hear my pleas for mine cousin! catty tybalt, whom so often bares his claws, is aiming to hiss and scratch at those of the montague house... whilst i share his contempt and have lived to beseech the montague name, i believe not in the treachery of war and hate! not when mine heart has been taken captive in the gallows of the enemy's boy... and his heart be in the gallows of capulet girl, i am sure 😕
hark, and let these things not return to what they wast! do not let them come from whence they came! this terrible feud, bring it to an end, a feud now only of name! and if thee do not bring it to a stop then let us all be damned, for tybalt, catty tybalt, is bound to have his messenger pigeon confiscated again!! ðŸ˜ðŸ˜
The behind-the-scenes beef must’ve been WILD…I theorize that Caleb & Nichelle were fighting over who had the best beach bod at the Playa de Losers.
"quite randomly" okay listen wiki writers, the queen had to squeeze in lines that weren't about hollywood somewhere ðŸ˜ðŸ˜ðŸ˜
Happy Mother's Day Mom!
how did it all change? how did it become so complicated? we live under the same roof and we fight constantly. we keep going at it, a never ending feud. u know i hated u; i think a part of me still does. it's just that our situations are so complicated now. i feel confused and you sure don't make it any easier for me. you constantly keep undermining me and pinning me onto the wall and blaming me. I've tried. oh how hard I've tried but there is no way to untangle so many year's rift all thrown together into this thing we call a relationship. do i wish that it was non existent? of course i do. i wish it every single day. i wish our relationship wasn't as broken and messy as it is now. i wish i could openly hug u and kiss you and say you how much i love you. but here's the thing. i do not love you. i do not know what i feel towards you. years of conflict and hate muddled my senses. it's like my brain tells me that i am programmed to love you but there's this glitch which makes it hard to feel that certain feeling and since i can't really over ride my biological programming, i can't hate you either. i most surely do not nothing you to be honest on a certain level. we fight and throw tantrums and you accuse me of things i haven't done and at the end of the day we still talk about stuff. i admit that there will never come a day when i will openly admit to you how conflicted i am about how i feel about our relationship but i guess the only thing to do is admit that this dysfunctional thing is what we are. we are not going to get past it. we crossed that threshold a long time ago, some scars don't heal properly. but may be some scars were meant to be etched into my skin, into my heart and into my brain and some scars were meant to be etched into yours. Nonetheless, Happy Mother's Day mom.