Are my problems entirely in my head? Some schools of thought would say that all life’s irritations wouldn’t exist if I just changed my attitude, my outlook.
Mental health was his biggest problem. He couldn’t think of anything more horrible than being mentally challenged. Red color appeared in front of his eyes and he knew it – anger was coming to overthrown him. He closed his eyes. Today, there was not going to be any challenge. Today was the last day of the terror.
brain. the thoughts that flow from the cycle of the brain, establishing what you know. it’s absolutely crazy, it’s positively mental, wouldn’t you agree?
“Have you thought of your mental capacities? It seems that you are extremely paranoid these days for nothing. I think that you should go and get checked out!”
I am mental. I’m not stupid though. I’m just weird in my own mental way. Mental doesn’t mean disabled. It isn’t even a diss at all. All it really is, is your mind. Well for me it’s many things. For now let’s say I’m mental. I am. I’m weird. That’s right I accused myself of being mental.
Mental is for your head, but only the parts that are wrong. The bits of your mind that click a little differently then they’re supposed to, too far to the left of the imagined bell curve. It’s
you had to have been completely mental to think i wouldn’t like you back. but that’s oky. i was mental not to tell you that i already did. it really is my fault that i have to miss you.
my grandmother was a mental patient… my poor father had to go to military schools because she was a psycho.. i hope i dont become like her.. but i guess u cant help your genetics huh.. oh well
She was mental, I knew it. But I couldn’t stop loving her. With her screams at every five seconds and the voices she hears in her head, she insist for her to believe her. I knew I couldn’t really help but I would always love her. My mental lover.
I felt like I was going mental. Mind screaming, trying to find escape from it’s well locked cage. Thrashing, screaming for a way out… But it couldn’t escape, all it could do was scratch away at my mental health.
mental is the state of mind one is in at all times. it is commonly misconceived as being in a detrimental state of mind, when in reality, it is the state of mind in itself.
i am so crazy . i must be mental . i knew this one person who had to stay in a crazy house because he was so mental . im glad im not that crazy . i would hate to live in a crazy house . then again it would be nice and squishy . i love squishy things :D
mental metal this is what i’m thinking abotu jazzy music i’m hearing its almost like denial when you’re mentally challenged blankness in my head when it’s so late at night i must be mental to some crazy degree
being mental is not something that a person can help. A person may be mentally challenged by birth or even by induction. When induced, causes maybe psychological in nature, including trauma, stress, etc. However, mental people should be accepted in society.
She was an absolute nutter, the girl next door. Always banging things about, singing to herself in loud, obscure voices that changed with every song. One minute she’s be whitney housten, the next, pavarotti. Sometimes, when I was trying to fall asleep, I’d hear her having conversation with herself, but in two different voices, as if she were two people. Strange…
crazy mother fuckin fools with big sticks that doncarte about the world and have no plan to live or die or sleep or fly but just to get a rush from being high on life and having no problem to fight with one another or themselves in love and pain.
I feel that there is a limited mental capacity for people who do not allow their minds to be free and questionable. they confine their minds to what they know, which in turn, stops the the ability to learn more knowledge short.
you are mental
because i said so because it seems crazy it seems ridiculous the way you bite at yourself the way you’re always sad the way you set up little alters to this god you don’t believe in the way you hurt
I feel I am a case. I just switch my point of feeling all the time. I can’t control which way I go, no matter how hard I try. I am happy, angry, sad, furious, joyful, and then nothing all in the same day. Am I a mental case? Do I need locking up?
Mental? A word that so freely tells of how you are insane? A word telling of how you are looked down on as one of insanity rather than ‘normal’ thoughts coursing through your brain. Owen Richards sees the word with as much disdain as he does everything else, placing it in a box that is very much unrelated to him. What happens if he thinks harder though? Picks away at his own definitions of wrong and wrong just as he would pick away at some ones own fragile life? Taring down pieces, splitting up families, watching things crash and burn without battering an eyelid. Does mental really apply to others? Or does it apply to everyone in their own way? Like the way the hunter looks down, places a hand agaisnt his poor victims forehead then screams out a thousand fears into their brain. Feeding them lies and blood and hatred. Would a sane person do that? Would a sane person see the future, wake up screaming in the night, images of wolves taring at his throat on his mind? And what do these questions do? Where are easy answers? Life, Owen realizes this, is complicated. Mental is merely a word, one which, to him, does not fit to himself. Does not relate in a way that heartlessness does. For that reasons, mental, mental incapability, mental pain and cripples do not count for much. As he knows the world he lives in is full of dogs, fighting for rights and liberties when every one of their sorry forms has a sniper pinned on their form. Owen Richards is no mental, merely a dictator in his own right, one which is just a big angry canine in that dog eat dog world.
I’m going mental. That’s it. My mind is leaving me. I can’t think straight anymore. Sometimes I feel like if I weren’t this way, things would be so much easier. But I”m not.
The lives of little humans bouncing round the planet causing havoc and hating each other with war machines replacing fucking and loving and sucking down down the rabbit hole we go on a neverending roundabout that will soon spin us all into oblivion.
mind, what’s in one’s head, a description of a crazy person. no physical or spiritual. Head, thoughts, thinking. close to metal but not rela
By mc on 02.21.2009
fundamentally
it can all be
sacramental
incremental
even sometimes
detremental
By Shanta on 02.21.2009
Are my problems entirely in my head? Some schools of thought would say that all life’s irritations wouldn’t exist if I just changed my attitude, my outlook.
By Marcia on 02.21.2009
I need some mental floss she thought as the alarm blared, waking her to another day, another week, another year, and hopefully another life.
By Debbi on 02.21.2009
Mental health was his biggest problem. He couldn’t think of anything more horrible than being mentally challenged. Red color appeared in front of his eyes and he knew it – anger was coming to overthrown him. He closed his eyes. Today, there was not going to be any challenge. Today was the last day of the terror.
By Santei on 02.21.2009
brain. the thoughts that flow from the cycle of the brain, establishing what you know. it’s absolutely crazy, it’s positively mental, wouldn’t you agree?
By aaaaaaah on 02.21.2009
“Have you thought of your mental capacities? It seems that you are extremely paranoid these days for nothing. I think that you should go and get checked out!”
“I think I am just fine today.”
“I mean every other day!”
By Rhonda Little on 02.21.2009
“I think my brain is farting right now”
“What do you mean? You can’t think?”
“No. My brain is just making strange sounds.”
“I think it’s okay, you’re just having a mental moment”
By Rhonda Little on 02.21.2009
I am mental. I’m not stupid though. I’m just weird in my own mental way. Mental doesn’t mean disabled. It isn’t even a diss at all. All it really is, is your mind. Well for me it’s many things. For now let’s say I’m mental. I am. I’m weird. That’s right I accused myself of being mental.
By Tiara on 02.21.2009
my mental state is in a state of chaos, i dont know what to think anymore or who to believe, myself or those around me.
By anon on 02.21.2009
Mental is for your head, but only the parts that are wrong. The bits of your mind that click a little differently then they’re supposed to, too far to the left of the imagined bell curve. It’s
By caroline rose on 02.21.2009
capabilities of a man, intelligence
By rj on 02.21.2009
what everything is about, i go so….
pulling my hair out
screaming your name.
everything’s perfect but i’m………..
By dana on 02.21.2009
you had to have been completely mental to think i wouldn’t like you back. but that’s oky. i was mental not to tell you that i already did. it really is my fault that i have to miss you.
By B on 02.21.2009
my grandmother was a mental patient… my poor father had to go to military schools because she was a psycho.. i hope i dont become like her.. but i guess u cant help your genetics huh.. oh well
By bren on 02.21.2009
She was mental, I knew it. But I couldn’t stop loving her. With her screams at every five seconds and the voices she hears in her head, she insist for her to believe her. I knew I couldn’t really help but I would always love her. My mental lover.
By Natasha on 02.22.2009
mind our constient
By valentina on 02.22.2009
I felt like I was going mental. Mind screaming, trying to find escape from it’s well locked cage. Thrashing, screaming for a way out… But it couldn’t escape, all it could do was scratch away at my mental health.
By Daetsni on 02.22.2009
mental is the state of mind one is in at all times. it is commonly misconceived as being in a detrimental state of mind, when in reality, it is the state of mind in itself.
By patrick king on 02.22.2009
An idea thought of by the use of the mind
By jet on 02.22.2009
i am so crazy . i must be mental . i knew this one person who had to stay in a crazy house because he was so mental . im glad im not that crazy . i would hate to live in a crazy house . then again it would be nice and squishy . i love squishy things :D
By rachel : D on 02.22.2009
Mental is what you become, when you had just about too much of the ordinary.
By Pavle Batuta on 02.22.2009
mental metal this is what i’m thinking abotu jazzy music i’m hearing its almost like denial when you’re mentally challenged blankness in my head when it’s so late at night i must be mental to some crazy degree
By jonathan on 02.22.2009
being mental is not something that a person can help. A person may be mentally challenged by birth or even by induction. When induced, causes maybe psychological in nature, including trauma, stress, etc. However, mental people should be accepted in society.
By ABC on 02.22.2009
She was an absolute nutter, the girl next door. Always banging things about, singing to herself in loud, obscure voices that changed with every song. One minute she’s be whitney housten, the next, pavarotti. Sometimes, when I was trying to fall asleep, I’d hear her having conversation with herself, but in two different voices, as if she were two people. Strange…
By Jenna on 02.22.2009
Mental for rent.
Cheap.
Do it.
Just for 2,000$
Life is good, make it better, with a new mental expression.
By Manua on 02.22.2009
thinking is a mental exercise and the workings of the mental capacityprovides alot .
By hari prasad on 02.22.2009
mental meant to be abnormal
By hari prasad on 02.22.2009
a person who have not penis or vegina
By deepak.jain66 on 02.22.2009
crazy mother fuckin fools with big sticks that doncarte about the world and have no plan to live or die or sleep or fly but just to get a rush from being high on life and having no problem to fight with one another or themselves in love and pain.
By Kris on 02.22.2009
harry potter, english, crazy, me, i, friends, insane, absurd, mad,
By Victoria on 02.22.2009
Are we mental? What is mental? A mental act in one persons eyes could be completely rational in anothers. Who crates the definitions?
By Emma on 02.22.2009
I feel that there is a limited mental capacity for people who do not allow their minds to be free and questionable. they confine their minds to what they know, which in turn, stops the the ability to learn more knowledge short.
By victoria on 02.22.2009
i am mental. that’s why i take pills every morning and every evening. i am a mess without them.
By clara on 02.22.2009
you are mental
because i said so because it seems crazy it seems ridiculous the way you bite at yourself the way you’re always sad the way you set up little alters to this god you don’t believe in the way you hurt
By jericho on 02.22.2009
white washed strapped in feelings running down your arm dripping white onto the chalky floor underfoot.
By kuikoo on 02.22.2009
I feel I am a case. I just switch my point of feeling all the time. I can’t control which way I go, no matter how hard I try. I am happy, angry, sad, furious, joyful, and then nothing all in the same day. Am I a mental case? Do I need locking up?
By Amy Max on 02.22.2009
Mental? A word that so freely tells of how you are insane? A word telling of how you are looked down on as one of insanity rather than ‘normal’ thoughts coursing through your brain. Owen Richards sees the word with as much disdain as he does everything else, placing it in a box that is very much unrelated to him. What happens if he thinks harder though? Picks away at his own definitions of wrong and wrong just as he would pick away at some ones own fragile life? Taring down pieces, splitting up families, watching things crash and burn without battering an eyelid. Does mental really apply to others? Or does it apply to everyone in their own way? Like the way the hunter looks down, places a hand agaisnt his poor victims forehead then screams out a thousand fears into their brain. Feeding them lies and blood and hatred. Would a sane person do that? Would a sane person see the future, wake up screaming in the night, images of wolves taring at his throat on his mind? And what do these questions do? Where are easy answers? Life, Owen realizes this, is complicated. Mental is merely a word, one which, to him, does not fit to himself. Does not relate in a way that heartlessness does. For that reasons, mental, mental incapability, mental pain and cripples do not count for much. As he knows the world he lives in is full of dogs, fighting for rights and liberties when every one of their sorry forms has a sniper pinned on their form. Owen Richards is no mental, merely a dictator in his own right, one which is just a big angry canine in that dog eat dog world.
By mouse on 02.22.2009
I’m going mental. That’s it. My mind is leaving me. I can’t think straight anymore. Sometimes I feel like if I weren’t this way, things would be so much easier. But I”m not.
By Sarah on 02.22.2009
The lives of little humans bouncing round the planet causing havoc and hating each other with war machines replacing fucking and loving and sucking down down the rabbit hole we go on a neverending roundabout that will soon spin us all into oblivion.
By paisley on 02.22.2009