End-of-Summer Therapy

[bitten_notshy]

Classes start in a week, so, Fandom, how was your summer? Did you get a tan? Fall in love? Are you still hoping to do one or both of those things before Labor Day?

Any lingering summer trauma, including the omg-island-of-vampires kind? Share. We love it when you share.

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[feline-royalty.livejournal.com]

Say what thou wilt about me, Montague. I find myself hardly surprised to learn that thou has the gall to speak the same slander against the mother of the lady that thou professes to have loved.

[withoutverona]

I did love her. Do love her. Juliet has no more to do with that wench than a rosebush has with the night soil used to grow it. Had my lady lived, I'd give Gloria all due respect as a mother; she didn't, so I may speak the truth.

[feline-royalty.livejournal.com]

My cousin wilt die for thee, Montague. And if I had the benefit of knowing even a shadow of that fact before my own downfall, I would attempt to take thy life a thousand times over under my uncle's roof, regardless of his commands.

Though thou might never respect the Capulet name, the least that thou can afford is some respect for the family of she who made thee a widower. They will suffer more than their share of grief at thy hand.

[withoutverona]

I suffered more grief over the Capulet name than you will ever know, Tybalt. I mourn with almost every breath.

I still think you're a scoundrel, your aunt and uncle a slattern and a drunk who wished only to sell their child to the highest bidder -- and all of us far too concerned with false pride that is rooted in names, not in deeds.