Act 2 Scene 3: Prompt E. Friar and Romeo aka best buds.

Friar and Romeo seem to have a special relationship. Although Friar is of a lower class, Romeo seems to feel really close to him. When Romeo realizes he is in love with Juliet he goes to Friar and asks him to marry them. If this was anyone else they would inform Lord Montague and make sure Romeo doesn't speak to Juliet but I think that Friar knows what it feels like to be a teenage boy and in love. Though Friar knows that The Capulet's and The Montague's have had problems for centuries, he is a little hesitant to marry them at first but he is glad to see that Romeo isn't depressed over Rosaline.

Romeo: As mine on hers, so hers is set on mine,
            And all combined, save what thou must combine
            By holy marriage. When and where and how
            We met, we wooed, and made exchange of vow
            I'll tell thee as we pass, but this I pray,
            That thou consent to marry us today

Prompt D: Act 1 Scene 1

I chose this image because this shows how Romeo would be in his room, alone and sad. He is upset over Rosaline, and wants to be in the dark.

Act 1 Scene 5 - Prompt E - Forbidden Kiss

Act 1 Scene 5 - Prompt E

  FORBIDDEN KISS

Romeo falls in love quite easily, first he can't stop thinking about Rosaline and as soon as he sees Juliet he is immediately in love. Though they don't know that their love is forbidden, Juliet feels too young and tells Romeo her hands are only for praying, as are her lips and she should not share a kiss with him. It is obvious that they both want each other but they have no idea who each of them are, they share a kiss and Juliet can't stop thinking about Romeo's charm. Romeo want to be in love, even if it means being in love with a Capulet.

Romeo: Then move not while my prayer's effect I take. Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged.
Juliet: Then have my lips the sin that they took.
Romeo: Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.

Insanity

I count the tiles

on the floor of the bathroom

in which I sit anxiously trying to catch my breath

one hundred thirty five

I count the scratches

on the mirror

that does not even begin to reflect

what’s real

sixteen

I count the number of times

your name flashes through my mind

in a single second

two hundred twenty seven

I reach my hand out

to get a taste of truly living

bitter

only to learn I’m just out of reach

the only thing that lingers on my tongue

is the taste of your love

sweet

I grasp onto the only thing I’ve ever known

Insanity

and in this twisted of living

you’re here

you’re fucking toxic

but the way you fill my veins

makes me feel so god damn alive

I am a maze

I am a puzzle

I am psychotic

once you’re in there’s no escaping

because i hold onto things a little too tight

now you can’t breathe

my shaking bruised hands wrap around your pale throat

try to find your way out baby

you’ll never leave

I hold on tighter each time you tug

now you’re dying

oh how lovely you look

gasping for air

I am a puzzle

only I know how to be completed

but it amuses me to watch you try

and fit the pieces together

I am psychotic

I am a reflection of every nightmare I have awoken from

I count the tiles

on the bathroom floor in which I sit

one..two..three..