Name

Name

What’s in a name that isn’t in a word?

Temptation

Testament

Pain

Hunger

Hurt

Redemption

Agony

Wrath

Rage

Sadist

Lust

Greed

Fury

Vicious

Fate

Revenge

Silence

Courage

Envy

Gluttony

Sloth

Touch

Listen

Care

Pity

Naivety

Maturity

Jealousy

Forgotten

What’s in a name that isn’t a word?

Can you tell anything about that person by asking simply their name?

Can you tell what their voice is like?

How they think?

How hesitant they’ll be to tell you?

What happened to them to make them pause?

Why judge them by their name alone?

Would you want them to do so of you?

Because you have a “Real” name?

Tristan

Michael

Angela

Hope

Ellen

Sean

Richard

Gregory

Lucas

Louis

Theresa

James

Anna

Brianna

Harry

Francis

Zoë

Victoria

Ophelia

Quentin

Pricilla

Ethan

Irvine

Sarah

Can’t you think about something else?

Stop judging us by our names.

Your name makes you sound short, fat, deep voiced, big families, skinny, high pitched, whiney,
idiotic, pathetic, strong, stressed, tweaked, carefree, young, old, angry, peaceful, lost in dreams, earth bound.

Your name sounds dumb. It doesn’t fit you. You look more like a this or a that.

Don’t judge people by their names if you want respect for your own.

Can you realy pick so much out of a person by making fun of their name?

Yes. You Can.

And It Hurts.

Think about you own name before you comment.

Do I sound like this all has happened to me?

It has.

My name is Ryeela.

Yeah. Yeah. Say what you want.

What does my name say about me?

What does it imply?

What are you reminded of when you say it?

Does it roll off your tongue nicely or is it choppy?

Does it make you cringe?

OR remind you of a friend?

Whatever it makes you feel think about your own name before making fun of mine please.

I could make a lot of jokes about you too I’m sure.

Ryeela Nazeme Tavon.

Argh!

----- Taki


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Taki

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P.P.S: Sorry ^_^

How Can I Go On?

I'm trying...very hard...I am. But...it is hard. And it still hurts. It hurts alot. I still feel the ripping, the tearing of my heart and the breaking of my soul. I'm not sure I can go on too long like this. How could I? I'm dying...I know it. This has to be what death feels like. Perhaps if I just end it now...maybe the pain will subside in the afterlife. But then I'd go to hell anyway. I couldn't stop it. Maybe I'm already there? Imagine your body tearing and shredding down the middle. Imagine the burning agony you'd go through as this happened slowly. Imagine watching your blood pour from this endlessly opening wound to pool around your feet. Can you see that? Can you see your heart very slowly melting inside of you? Burning every thing the tiny flaming drops touch as it cascades through your body. Imagine the ricocheting of your bones, like glass shards cracking them. But they don't break right away...they continue to crack, more and more cracks added over time. Can you feel it? Your finger snapping backwards. And as you watch your bones begin to protrude from your hands. The blood flows; as a steady river down your arm to make larger the pool below you. At the same time your ribs quake then shatter and spear through your skin and stab you at every waking moment. The tear through your chest is still there...but now theres a growing hole. Raw around the edges, burning as it grows. This hole shows your deteriorating insides and hurts more than anything but the tear through your center. Picture your legs giving out, the muscles in them that held you up moments ago rip painfully. And the bones snap abruptly; still there is nothing you can do. You fall, but not on the ground...there isn't cement, or carpet, or grass or anything. There is a crimson tunnel, a never ending abyss and you fall downward, downward, ever downward. No end, the beginning lost in the blinding pain that wrenches through your body. You can't see anything, but you feel the crimson abyss, like a heat that sears through your head and fries your senses. Can you picture that? On the verge of death but not dying. My heart is lost.Your mind is cracking, with the glass in your spine. Just like the front it is stabbing through your back. It's how I feel...should you call it feeling at all.

And still.........

I blame no one.

I'm just fumbling to shape my melting heart...

~Lameriee~

P.S. I can never not love you...