ROMONA BRADY
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Contains a radio advert, a calm advert (American accent), an excited advert, Book extract from twilight, a book extract from the children's book the butterfly lion, and a monologue from OITNB (American accent).
Show me monologue written By Romona Brady.
Kadota - spoken word written By Elisa Cacace.
Scripts
Monologues
I think I lied when I said I wasn't in love with you. I lied to myself, because I am. I'm in love with you. I wish I wasn't. I wish I didn't have these feelings. It hurts because I don't think you feel the same. We have... an undeniable connection. We always have. I remember that moment when I looked into your eyes and everything else disappeared. It was just you and me. It was like our souls connected and we became one. But, the thing with moments like that is, they're never one sided. You both have to feel it for it to happen. I might be insane for loving you. But, I can't help how I feel and I can't deny my feelings. Maybe it's all in my head and you don't feel a damn thing for me. But it's one of two things you never felt a thing for me and just played with my heart which I find hard to believe or I'm crazy you know? And, I've let my overthinking ge the best of me and created our so-called connection. But, that I find hard to believe too. Whatever we had it was something. It was real. Maybe I'm nothing to you. But this was something to me. It was real for me. Just imagine meaning nothing to someone you wanted to give everything. Now, that's real pain.
Okay... Yeah because what right do I have to be depressed? I mean seriously. I have everything I need. I have a roof over my head, clothes, food, water and enough money to get by. What the fuck else do I need?! Put it in perspective right, my ancestors beaten, raped, trapped in bondage. Fighting for basic human rights. They are the ones who had it hard! And when you look at it like that. How fucking dare I be depressed or feeling sorry for myself. My parents, grandparents all had it harder than me, subjected to racial abuse and hate. Blocked from opportunities and I... compared to that I technically have the world at my feet and yet I feel like this. I don't know. I guess, I'm weak.
Okay... Yeah because what right do I have to be depressed? I mean seriously. I have everything I need. I have a roof over my head, clothes, food, water and enough money to get by. What the fuck else do I need?! Put it in perspective right, my ancestors beaten, raped, trapped in bondage. Fighting for basic human rights. They are the ones who had it hard! And when you look at it like that. How fucking dare I be depressed or feeling sorry for myself. My parents, grandparents all had it harder than me, subjected to racial abuse and hate. Blocked from opportunities and I... compared to that I technically have the world at my feet and yet I feel like this. I don't know. I guess, I'm weak.
Look, I know I've fucked up and I've hurt you. Nothing I say is gonna make up for that. But, I-I... I love you. I'm in love with you. I've felt it for a long time and I kept lying to myself, trying to convince myself that I didn't. But I can't pretend anymore. I can't pretend like you're not always on my mind. And I know I pushed you away. I don't even know why? I guess, I didn't want to get hurt again. I didn't think somebody like you, would want me. I thought I wasn't good enough. Honestly, telling you all this is a relief. Even though my heart is racing like a motherfucker and it feels like it's gonna pound straight out my chest. I guess, it just shows these feelings are real. Oh god, Ray I'm... Scared. I'm fucking terrified. To be vulnerable. To let you see parts of me, I don't let anyone see. And I know if I don't open up and commit, I'm gonna lose you. But, I can't lose you. Ray, I need you. I mean just look at you. You're beautiful, smart, witty, funny. You're... you're everything. I'm so sorry. That I've hurt you and wasted so much time. But I'm here now and I'm telling you that I want to be with you. There's nobody else I'd rather be with. I love you and I'm here now. If you'll have me.
