Romeo: Everything is terrible! My life is over!

Benvolio: I’m sorry? What?

Romeo: I’m dying of grief! No one has ever suffered like I suffer! The woman I love hates me! You’re laughing at me, aren’t you?

Benvolio:

Romeo: Rosaline is perfect! She is witty and brilliant and she has just sworn to be chaste!

Benvolio: Listen, Romeo, just forget about her. If you meet another lady you’ll get over this one. Let’s party! You’ll see someone there you’d like.

Romeo: My pain is too deep! I’d have to forget how to think! No one else can compare to her!

Benvolio, Mercutio, everyone ever:

Romeo: This party sucks! I am so miserable! I miss Rosaline! Ughghhgh–

Juliet:

Romeo: