She cried hysterically while he held her. “Why, Joseph?” She sobbed. “Why does this have to happen to us?”
“I don’t know, babe…”
“I’m scared…”
“I am, too.” He kissed her forehead gently.
Victoria
funny. laugh out loud. freaking out. HA-sterical. cannot believe she just said that. awkward situations. telling stories.
crying so hard your sides hurt. uncontrollable. need to breathe.
MPF
the funniest thing in the world, something that makes you laugh so hard you cry…my best friend my family and my significant other should all be hysterical…and we are! I love to be in such random moments that we just have to stop and laugh like loons at ourselves : )
Christina
i’m hysterical
they’re jokes are hysterical
my tears are hysterical
my mind is hysterical
my love is hysterical
that adventure was hysterical
Hysteria filled the air. It was everywhere, infecting the minds of the youth, plaguing everyone who got too close to the crazy mob. They didn’t even remember what they were rioting against, they had become to caught up in the wave of shouts and screams of other rebels. The once organized protesters had become an angry mass of kids, fighting a battle with only voices as their weapons, hate buried deep in their hearts, and rage blinding their vision.
They were hysterical.
Very funny, not stop laghfter, happiness. When I’m joking around, I’m hysterical. Get it? You should, because if you don’t, I would be here right now. Wow, I almost spelled now wrong, I am a spazz, aren’t I?
Cody
She looked hysterical. There, in front of her, lay her child. The blood poured in a pool around his legs. The spray reached the ceiling and went across her body. They would assume she murdered him. No one else was there. But that was false. Someone else was the murderer.
I once had this friend and she was TOTALLY NUTS! She always wanted to do the weirdest things, so once day I decided enough was enough, she became too much to handle, so I dropped her like a hot rock and never saw her again. My life is so much better now that she’s not in it.
Kelly
today i was just talking about this word. and how i don’t enjoy how “Crazy” it sounds, it has a bed rep. for example, laughing hysterically. but being hysteric? i get it. but i think it sounds better than the reputation it has… i guess that’s how some people’s reputations are- they are better than the assumptions.
erika
I think that when you really want to realize your own destiny and placement in life, it all needs to be at random. Take a deep breath to vacalize all of your concerns and scream at the top of the mountain in your mental capicies. Scream until your vocal cords go out and the frog in your throat dislodges because of the agony you forced it to go through. How awful out hysterical tendencies hurt someone.
Nicole
hysterical laughter reverbrates through out the room. For a moment i am thrown into the African heat surrounded by the shrill laughter of hyenas. Sheer embarassment ebbs and flows through my pores as i stare down at the stupid little wet spot in front of jeans that can make Harvard graduates feel childish when they laugh at it.
lol my vocab sucks so much that I have to look up for the meaning of given word ‘hysterical’. I think it means mysterious in a spooky way. Something like that I think.
Funny, exceptionally funny. Laughter that makes tears come to your eyes. So funny you can barely breathe. Hysterical laughter is some of the best laughter ever; chest heaving, sides shaking, bent over, deep breaths. Breathe, breathe, breathe. Oh, that’s so funny! I can’t stop laughing! Oh, oh, oh!! A hahahahahahaha! That’s hysterical! Oh my gosh!! Hysterical laughter can sometimes bring to mind characters like The Joker. Laughter so hystercal it was diabolical. I don’t think he could have controlled himself if wanted to. Laughter that is so completely inbridled, perhaps laughter in it’s purest form, regardless of the meaning behind it. Nothing fake, nothing empty, just pure laughter that truly consumes a person, body and soul.
Whitney
I find some things that I see, just hysterical, the way that people walk, talk, sing, whatever. I don’t make fun of them or anything, I just don’t take life to seriously. But really, why should I? Life is just hysterical itself.. when you think about it. Everything is!
Kelly
laughing crying silly goofy hysteria madness craziness i was hysterical with laughter after watching a funny youtube video, or i was hysterically crying at my mothers funeral. can be used both good/bad way. crying or laughter, covers two types of emotion
Danielle
It was amazing. Her hair. Her skin. It made me tremble. but what was worse were those eyes. Blue and deep. Her laugh, made me hysterical.
katrina
i didnt know what to say. how to extend my arm, my heart, anything that couldve offered comfort. instead i only watched as she wilted against the counter, and her mascara ran in rivulets down her cheek.
panna
Joe became all worked up, blazing mad actually when he found out that his wife laughed at his painting.
“But Joey, your mother was laughing too, almost uncontrollably after seeing your self portrait.”
They both become very hysterical with his mom that day. Later she posed for him in the…
like my mom, who screams with words that splatter on her face and leave drips of saliva that streak my cheek and make me want to spit back. Hysterical like the words that leak out of her mouth and land like a slap on my now red like a tomato cheek. Hysterical like the motions we go through day to day, repetitive and monotonous as they may seem. Hysterical like words, like harsh words that leave their scars across my skin, unforgiving. Like a cold, dark day that will not leave, until tomorrow.
Jordan
crazy insane women screaming inside the elevator that’s plunging to the first floor. She’s listening to herself scream, terrifying other passengers who think she is effing crazy. out of control she sees herself in the miro
Claire Norris
I lied in a slump on the floor in a hysterical mess trying to get my life together.
This isn’t helping me. It’s pulling me farther into this hole I’ve dug myself.
How did I let everything get so out of hand?
Laughing so hard you stop breathing
Laughing so hard you start choking
lmfao
he is so funny
i almost died of laughter
that was hysterical
i cant spell histerical
LOL
roflmaoao
jacquie
after you are dumped, you become enraged and hysterical. the tears flow, you shake, you yell you scream. you wonder why and no explanation is good enough to heal your broken heart. boys suck. live and lear.
Alex
Yeah buddy. That’d be ma day sum time ya know. Frickin humpers always sneeking out dat back door o’er yonder all hysterical’n shit. Gotta catch me one a dem…m-hmmm, sure do. An’ den put dat fucker on da grill.
She was hysterical. She stood there, her hair in her green blue eyes, her nails clenched into her pale cheeks, her whole body was shaking from the enormity of whatever had her acting like this. I felt hysterical myself just watching her! Her eyes began to slowly roll back in her head as she collapsed onto the ground screaming.
I remember crying. Just crying. Screaming. All I wanted to know was how to fix it. All I wanted to know was why I was so weak. I just wanted you to tell me what was wrong. I cried for hours. I wore make up then. My mascara was all over my face, and in moments all over my white sweater’s sleeves. It’s still stained from that day. Your CD stuck, repeating the same horrific beat over and over again. It was so loud the walls shook. I cried. There wasn’t much else I could do. That night, I promised to be stronger. I couldn’t let anyone worm their way that close to me again, or I would be vulnerable. I couldn’t stand to see myself in hysterics ever again.
I love when people are hysterical. My friend Rachl is hysterical. It’s when you laugh so hard you cry. I love it. It is pure happiness. I wishI would be hysterical so I could make someone laugh and be happy. That would be the best feeling to kow I could make someone elsethat happy. i wish I was with someone hysterica right now so that I coul make them laugh and smile. Haha. I love it. hysterical is a great thing to be. How wonderful.
Cordelia
aco. pag aLam cong di co aLam ang gagawin. tss!
tensionado! paranoid. hayy..
krysztyn
breaking waves, anger shatters the quiet night. i scream, yell, shout my unhappiness to the sky, and then i run, farther and faster than i’ve ever run before, up through the graveled, now muddy paths of my home sweet forest, and up, up, up to meet the sky.
Lily Dittrich
Something that is absolutely hilarious. People that are hysterical are the best people to be around. They light up the room, they light up our hearts. They make the best of a shitty situation and always know how to make you smile. Something hysterical happens every day, we need to stop and appreciate them. Because they are necessary when we feel down. Remember them when you’re sad!
SO
“I had done nothing wrong. Nothing. And I tell you, he became hysterical,” Mrs. Robinson anxiously picked at her sweater like she was trying to rend it apart with her scarlet fingernails, but Sherif Johnson noted that her eyes darted to the side in the classic “tell” of the liar. “Really?” the Sheriff smiled tightly. “You’re saying my deputy somehow developed a uterus as he gave you your speeding ticket? Really, Mrs. Robinson, just take your lumps and pay your fine.”
Izolda
bad energy, life madness, worst emotion.. you can harm people even if you don’t mean it that way
Brenda Camacho Arrambide
Is it funny or have we gone into hysterics. Have we as a society lost our sense of humor or are we so numb because we are scared.
is that building sensation inside when you realise it’s all gone tremendously wrong.
I tingle, you sweat, we gasp, there is little to do but breathe into a little paper bag and hope that it ends soon. Laughing uncontrollably, you write on the floor, your eyes wide open at both your predicament and your state. What is there to do?
Gregory Peake
Oh god, overwhelming. Curious about everything and anything. Hysteria. Confusion! Oh, god the people. What ever will come of it all. To much, too much.
Emily Minor
I couldn’t tell if I was laughing or crying, I was simply hysterical. I don’t know if it was the sarcasm, the fact that it was 3:40 in morning or all the cokes we’d shoved down an hour ago. She was as gone as I was. Between the two of us, we were dying.
I love how you look when you’re laughing so hard at your friends, at me and my lame jokes, at the world. I love those lines around your eyes and the dimples in your cheeks. But our lines are parallel.
I feel hysterical when i hear yelling. I don’t like the panic that ensues. No one likes to hear the crying of a broken, damned sul locked in hysteri, cursed to partake-unwillingly-in a game of limbo. No one would enjoy that hysteria very much, but a low-key hysteria happens like that every single day! In your head, in my head, we’re all hysterical! People have just learned to cope, learned to hide it. I, sadly, have too. It’s a tough pill to swallow, but you can do so with a lot of water and common sense. It is not a monster in your closet, it is just fear in your heart. Hysteria is nothing but made in your mind, why bother? Ignore it and continue on as if nothing is wrong. Those monsters will one day walk hand in hand with you, and then your hysteria will turn into hysterical laughter.
She cried hysterically while he held her. “Why, Joseph?” She sobbed. “Why does this have to happen to us?”
“I don’t know, babe…”
“I’m scared…”
“I am, too.” He kissed her forehead gently.
funny. laugh out loud. freaking out. HA-sterical. cannot believe she just said that. awkward situations. telling stories.
crying so hard your sides hurt. uncontrollable. need to breathe.
the funniest thing in the world, something that makes you laugh so hard you cry…my best friend my family and my significant other should all be hysterical…and we are! I love to be in such random moments that we just have to stop and laugh like loons at ourselves : )
i’m hysterical
they’re jokes are hysterical
my tears are hysterical
my mind is hysterical
my love is hysterical
that adventure was hysterical
they used to take a woman’s uterus
to cure hysterical behavior
they still do it
they are wrong
women will always be hysterical
Hysteria filled the air. It was everywhere, infecting the minds of the youth, plaguing everyone who got too close to the crazy mob. They didn’t even remember what they were rioting against, they had become to caught up in the wave of shouts and screams of other rebels. The once organized protesters had become an angry mass of kids, fighting a battle with only voices as their weapons, hate buried deep in their hearts, and rage blinding their vision.
They were hysterical.
Very funny, not stop laghfter, happiness. When I’m joking around, I’m hysterical. Get it? You should, because if you don’t, I would be here right now. Wow, I almost spelled now wrong, I am a spazz, aren’t I?
She looked hysterical. There, in front of her, lay her child. The blood poured in a pool around his legs. The spray reached the ceiling and went across her body. They would assume she murdered him. No one else was there. But that was false. Someone else was the murderer.
I once had this friend and she was TOTALLY NUTS! She always wanted to do the weirdest things, so once day I decided enough was enough, she became too much to handle, so I dropped her like a hot rock and never saw her again. My life is so much better now that she’s not in it.
today i was just talking about this word. and how i don’t enjoy how “Crazy” it sounds, it has a bed rep. for example, laughing hysterically. but being hysteric? i get it. but i think it sounds better than the reputation it has… i guess that’s how some people’s reputations are- they are better than the assumptions.
I think that when you really want to realize your own destiny and placement in life, it all needs to be at random. Take a deep breath to vacalize all of your concerns and scream at the top of the mountain in your mental capicies. Scream until your vocal cords go out and the frog in your throat dislodges because of the agony you forced it to go through. How awful out hysterical tendencies hurt someone.
hysterical laughter reverbrates through out the room. For a moment i am thrown into the African heat surrounded by the shrill laughter of hyenas. Sheer embarassment ebbs and flows through my pores as i stare down at the stupid little wet spot in front of jeans that can make Harvard graduates feel childish when they laugh at it.
lol my vocab sucks so much that I have to look up for the meaning of given word ‘hysterical’. I think it means mysterious in a spooky way. Something like that I think.
Funny, exceptionally funny. Laughter that makes tears come to your eyes. So funny you can barely breathe. Hysterical laughter is some of the best laughter ever; chest heaving, sides shaking, bent over, deep breaths. Breathe, breathe, breathe. Oh, that’s so funny! I can’t stop laughing! Oh, oh, oh!! A hahahahahahaha! That’s hysterical! Oh my gosh!! Hysterical laughter can sometimes bring to mind characters like The Joker. Laughter so hystercal it was diabolical. I don’t think he could have controlled himself if wanted to. Laughter that is so completely inbridled, perhaps laughter in it’s purest form, regardless of the meaning behind it. Nothing fake, nothing empty, just pure laughter that truly consumes a person, body and soul.
I find some things that I see, just hysterical, the way that people walk, talk, sing, whatever. I don’t make fun of them or anything, I just don’t take life to seriously. But really, why should I? Life is just hysterical itself.. when you think about it. Everything is!
laughing crying silly goofy hysteria madness craziness i was hysterical with laughter after watching a funny youtube video, or i was hysterically crying at my mothers funeral. can be used both good/bad way. crying or laughter, covers two types of emotion
It was amazing. Her hair. Her skin. It made me tremble. but what was worse were those eyes. Blue and deep. Her laugh, made me hysterical.
i didnt know what to say. how to extend my arm, my heart, anything that couldve offered comfort. instead i only watched as she wilted against the counter, and her mascara ran in rivulets down her cheek.
Joe became all worked up, blazing mad actually when he found out that his wife laughed at his painting.
“But Joey, your mother was laughing too, almost uncontrollably after seeing your self portrait.”
They both become very hysterical with his mom that day. Later she posed for him in the…
like my mom, who screams with words that splatter on her face and leave drips of saliva that streak my cheek and make me want to spit back. Hysterical like the words that leak out of her mouth and land like a slap on my now red like a tomato cheek. Hysterical like the motions we go through day to day, repetitive and monotonous as they may seem. Hysterical like words, like harsh words that leave their scars across my skin, unforgiving. Like a cold, dark day that will not leave, until tomorrow.
crazy insane women screaming inside the elevator that’s plunging to the first floor. She’s listening to herself scream, terrifying other passengers who think she is effing crazy. out of control she sees herself in the miro
I lied in a slump on the floor in a hysterical mess trying to get my life together.
This isn’t helping me. It’s pulling me farther into this hole I’ve dug myself.
How did I let everything get so out of hand?
Laughing so hard you stop breathing
Laughing so hard you start choking
lmfao
he is so funny
i almost died of laughter
that was hysterical
i cant spell histerical
LOL
roflmaoao
after you are dumped, you become enraged and hysterical. the tears flow, you shake, you yell you scream. you wonder why and no explanation is good enough to heal your broken heart. boys suck. live and lear.
Yeah buddy. That’d be ma day sum time ya know. Frickin humpers always sneeking out dat back door o’er yonder all hysterical’n shit. Gotta catch me one a dem…m-hmmm, sure do. An’ den put dat fucker on da grill.
She was hysterical. She stood there, her hair in her green blue eyes, her nails clenched into her pale cheeks, her whole body was shaking from the enormity of whatever had her acting like this. I felt hysterical myself just watching her! Her eyes began to slowly roll back in her head as she collapsed onto the ground screaming.
I remember crying. Just crying. Screaming. All I wanted to know was how to fix it. All I wanted to know was why I was so weak. I just wanted you to tell me what was wrong. I cried for hours. I wore make up then. My mascara was all over my face, and in moments all over my white sweater’s sleeves. It’s still stained from that day. Your CD stuck, repeating the same horrific beat over and over again. It was so loud the walls shook. I cried. There wasn’t much else I could do. That night, I promised to be stronger. I couldn’t let anyone worm their way that close to me again, or I would be vulnerable. I couldn’t stand to see myself in hysterics ever again.
I love when people are hysterical. My friend Rachl is hysterical. It’s when you laugh so hard you cry. I love it. It is pure happiness. I wishI would be hysterical so I could make someone laugh and be happy. That would be the best feeling to kow I could make someone elsethat happy. i wish I was with someone hysterica right now so that I coul make them laugh and smile. Haha. I love it. hysterical is a great thing to be. How wonderful.
aco. pag aLam cong di co aLam ang gagawin. tss!
tensionado! paranoid. hayy..
breaking waves, anger shatters the quiet night. i scream, yell, shout my unhappiness to the sky, and then i run, farther and faster than i’ve ever run before, up through the graveled, now muddy paths of my home sweet forest, and up, up, up to meet the sky.
Something that is absolutely hilarious. People that are hysterical are the best people to be around. They light up the room, they light up our hearts. They make the best of a shitty situation and always know how to make you smile. Something hysterical happens every day, we need to stop and appreciate them. Because they are necessary when we feel down. Remember them when you’re sad!
“I had done nothing wrong. Nothing. And I tell you, he became hysterical,” Mrs. Robinson anxiously picked at her sweater like she was trying to rend it apart with her scarlet fingernails, but Sherif Johnson noted that her eyes darted to the side in the classic “tell” of the liar. “Really?” the Sheriff smiled tightly. “You’re saying my deputy somehow developed a uterus as he gave you your speeding ticket? Really, Mrs. Robinson, just take your lumps and pay your fine.”
bad energy, life madness, worst emotion.. you can harm people even if you don’t mean it that way
Is it funny or have we gone into hysterics. Have we as a society lost our sense of humor or are we so numb because we are scared.
is that building sensation inside when you realise it’s all gone tremendously wrong.
I tingle, you sweat, we gasp, there is little to do but breathe into a little paper bag and hope that it ends soon. Laughing uncontrollably, you write on the floor, your eyes wide open at both your predicament and your state. What is there to do?
Oh god, overwhelming. Curious about everything and anything. Hysteria. Confusion! Oh, god the people. What ever will come of it all. To much, too much.
I couldn’t tell if I was laughing or crying, I was simply hysterical. I don’t know if it was the sarcasm, the fact that it was 3:40 in morning or all the cokes we’d shoved down an hour ago. She was as gone as I was. Between the two of us, we were dying.
sd
I love how you look when you’re laughing so hard at your friends, at me and my lame jokes, at the world. I love those lines around your eyes and the dimples in your cheeks. But our lines are parallel.
I feel hysterical when i hear yelling. I don’t like the panic that ensues. No one likes to hear the crying of a broken, damned sul locked in hysteri, cursed to partake-unwillingly-in a game of limbo. No one would enjoy that hysteria very much, but a low-key hysteria happens like that every single day! In your head, in my head, we’re all hysterical! People have just learned to cope, learned to hide it. I, sadly, have too. It’s a tough pill to swallow, but you can do so with a lot of water and common sense. It is not a monster in your closet, it is just fear in your heart. Hysteria is nothing but made in your mind, why bother? Ignore it and continue on as if nothing is wrong. Those monsters will one day walk hand in hand with you, and then your hysteria will turn into hysterical laughter.