Another Monologue(Spotlight center stage. Woman entersand walks into spotlight)Another Monologue
Most days I'm okay. But there's always that one day. That one day where you regret everything you do or have ever done. You feel like the world is moving at lightspeed but you are glued to one spot. And no one's looking at you. No one wants to look at you. You go about your day and hope that maybe your mood will shift with the sun. Still here. Still unwanted. The friends you see are fake to you. You know they don't really care about you. They wouldn't really care if you just disappeared.
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Short monologueI've been thinking about my relations with men alot. I realize I have a lack of self control when it comes to my sexuality. I'm a huge flirt... and it doesn't seem to matter who the guy is... I find myself to be manipulative and vulgar... just to catch the innocent male off guard, which he would be if he didn't know me. Maybe its more like that social contact with a stranger i love... the "oh it doesn't matter, who cares?" attitude excites me. And so I realize that I am pathetic. Addicted to being sexual. I even have to hold myself back from being sexual towards my friends. I am discustedShort monologue
my head hurtsThis was a dream I had once...my head hurts
In this dream, I start by hanging out in Prentiss's room long after the bell rings for lunch... Realizing this suddenly i have to run around the school to find Mrs. Acton (My advisor) to check in with her. In this dream, Mandi goes to school with me. I run into her in the hallway and she tries to get me to leave with her to go get some lunch outside of school. I say "Mandi! NO! We'll get in trouble cause we're really not supposed to do that at all." She replies, "Paris YES! We haaaaaave to!" and I give in saying "Okay, but we can only be gone for like 5 minutes and it has to be really close by." So
How did i get here?They're breathing heavy body weight completely on you. On your back, staring at the ceiling Your eyes are dull as they start thrusting. The room is shaking as they try to kiss you but you'd rather not be touched. The room is going hot and you try not to remember but He's there when you close your eyes. You fake a good one so they'll finish already You haven't came in months. Lie how it was, but that you're tired You need to go to bed. Alone you imagine Someone Else is holding you And pretend your life's okay. Lie to yourself that this will soon end And tHow did i get here?
well then...
Overwhelmed
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you are what you make yourself out to be, rules only exsist if you follow them.
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