Romeo is such a lamo! "Oh, I'm Romeo and the only thing I think about is love." Or: "For Romeo's dreaded hours may be spent with thoughts only of the love received by others. Or if rejected in the art of attractiveness, send me forthright to the ranks of peasants and beggars. For there, I may dream to be the holy knight of handsomeness, swashing swords and bucklers with evil oppressing foes. Hence, my hours of anguish may end with only the thought of donning thine sword unto my breast and tearing through the layers of my skin as an onion once might." See what I mean?
Romeo is spending all his time worrying about love. Love is like heaven but it can hurt like hell. This is my catch phrase that is pretty self explanatory. Essentially, Romeo can get on with his life, or somehow, somewhere, sometime, he will get a kick in the *** for falling in love. Take Rosaline. She is the unheard-of character that Romeo previously fell for. She is a Capulet that leaves Romeo. Romeo is now under the influence that love is so strong, addicting, and pleasant that you can't live without it.
