I do not understand why Romeo is like The Romantic Shakespeare Dude when there are an ABUNDANCE of absolute simps monologuing about how they'll die if they can't marry the woman they love and who also make less bad decisions. They're not *good* decisions but lower body counts, absolutely.
Just thinking about when I was maybe 3 weeks postpartum & still completely not my normal self & watching the Branagh Much Ado with James and we kept looking at each other like “is this real? this can’t be real”
