letters to juliet

In Uncategorized on May 15, 2010 at 3:42 am

Dear Juliet,

What were you thinking? Hardly fourteen and not even in love. It’s called a crush, girl, a crush. You don’t marry the guy because he clicks with you in, like, five seconds – and you definitely do not get married and then kill yourself for him.

Paris could have given you a better life – did you even share the same interests as Romeo? Do you know what he liked to do on weekends? Or did you just love him because of his declaration of undying love for your beauty?

Sorry if I sound bitter. I’ve never been in love, so I’m hardly one to speak. But I’m sure when I fall in love, I’ll know the person before I get married or before I kill myself for love’s sake.


  1. Love is bulls***.

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