Whe I think of thi word, I think of my grandmother passing away. I think of the words i heard when she did, and not believing any of it. I wanted to go with her and walk beside her in Heaven.
Adison
The laughter could only be classified as hysterical. It was a wild cackle that resounded throughout the empty house. A chill ran down my spine and backed away from the stairs.
Thomas Garland
i laughed until the tears flew down like dew drops never do. they did not land as vegetable soup dropped, but pattered like florence schemed. how much laughter i feel within my cockles, wondering, “what are cockles?”
Paloma
It wasn’t a belly laugh, it wasn’t extremes. Nor was it boredom, it was the space in between. It was that section that’s as small as hair, the chances of standing on it incredibly rare. It’s tranquility, it’s peace. It may be only a split second but it goes so deep.
I sit on my beach towel surrounded by friends under the warm summer sun. This is paradise. I throw my head back in laugher. This is just such a fun time in my life. I hope my life can stay this hysterical for all of eternity.
The boy was hysterical. He made her laugh. She was sad, he cheered her up. He put a smile on her face no matter what. Until then, he was gone. That was not hysterical. She misses him. There are no more laughs, no more smiles. The world is no longer hysterical.
Rachel
stop giving me the same word. i dont find anything hysterical and writing about people having so much happiness is making me bitter and uncomfortable. what is this about exactly? who do you think you are?
Alena
i found her outside
like a willow tree with no leaves
she was b e a u t i f u l
she clambered to her feet
as solemn she was
she stood far taller than any other marble girl
and i couldn’t deny
she was a m a z i n g
so i fell for her
and she still stood
a dormant flower encased in fine ice
a statue of a goddess
she is s t u n n i n g
aphrodite
Eleven
hysterical. youre absolutely hysterical. i laugh and cry and sigh and i fall over and over again for that joy you leave in my heart. who are you to do this to me. after all, you are just a person. maybe a figment of my imagination? who really knows. but i like it. i like you.
Alena
Hysterical was when we laughed and laughed about the stupidest things but had a good time doing it. Hysterical was before I realized I loved you, and before things became strange and before you knew you had to go.
A simple laughter. The biting edge that increases with time. Slowly dipping into madness. Why did I start laughing? When will it stop? There’s not reason to be laughing. No reason for the pain, the unending torment of emotions that
Hysterical laughter fills the room. There’s a man standing in the center, his arms limp at his side. I can’t help but feel sorry for him. He’s so out of place, despite trying hard. He wears a vest…from two season prior. A hat…from three years ago. And the shoes would have to go.
Kheldarson
hysterical. wow, thats a funny word. :) it reminds me of hyenas.. lol probably because they both start with “hy”. Anyway, I don’t use the world hysterical a lot, which is too bad, because its a different word to use in everyday life. Oh well. haha :) I probably only use it in really REALLY funny situations, or when someone is really REALLY funny.. or it can be used to describe the intensity of something.. “he was hysterical when he was crying”.. sorta like he was sad..
Noelle
the madness grew inside of me. boiling to the top of my lungs, i screamed. Hollered, yelped, shouted. Then i laughed, giggled, cried. Something wasnt right. But what was it?
me ? noooo. Im alright. :]
Mariah
every time i can’t see you
every time i can’t hear you
every time i can’t feel you
He stared at the three packages and felt himself a useless man. Were he out to get a marker– any marker– the indecision would have had some merit. Were he only sent to procure a Sharpie– any Sharpie– he could also understand the frustrated tears coming to his eyes.
But to not be able to pick a chisel-cut Sharpie. To be hysterical over the matter– now, that was low.
laughing hysterically with friends.
on swings at the beach in the summer, carefree.
your favorite people surround you; the funniest people.
laughing until your stomach hurts..
the best feeling in the world.
kimberly
His smile made me hysterical for him. The two dimples that sank in his cheeks, like a dip in a smooth sea of cream. It always happens when I fall for someone, theres that crazy phase where they’re literally all that I want.
“Guurl, you just gotta keep the crazy in.” she grinned as she gnawed on her cigarette.
“No, I know, I’m not going to SAAY that, but I’ve been thinking it and-”
“LOOK,” she placed her palm on my shoulder, “You, like myself, like all these other women, we feel intensely. We don’t like unless we love, we don’t love unless we’ve hated. Your heart and mind is going to go there, even if you don’t want to, even if in that moment you are coveting a sweet piece of man ass and a pair of wrestler’s obliques,” she lost her train of thought, biting her lip as she fantasied. She snapped back towards me, “BUT- with all of this, you must filter. Pall Mall style, keep a good enough space before your ready to let those truths touch your lips.”
Crying her hands in her hair. Choking on her tears on her fears. her world fell apart, she has no where to run. Why did this have to happen? what now what to do? what do you do when your world shatters? cry out, scream, express you pain…. but nothing helps, nothing makes it go away. hold on girl, things will get better… guess you didn’t think so because I found you at the end of a rope.
ha. Hysterical. where to start? My stepmother is hysterical sometimes, that is, she goes into hysterics. My brother is hysterically funny. I think it’s hysterical that people are actually going to read this. Hysterical song? Too much by Bonaparte.
She falls back, falling into a hysterical laughter because of him, because he made her laugh like this and she’s happy, really happy since God knows when, and she’s glad she has him in her life.
funny laughing, having fun. smoking weed makes you hysterical. then there is also a spice thats called hystria which makes you trip really bad but it could be a good one, unless you dont know how it feels… I just want to smoke and laugh and be calm and love. happy. unique. beautiful.
Felisha
this is the only way to laugh when you’re with your bet friend. you should have a tears-streaming-down-your-face laugh attack at least once a day. it’s the only way to stay happy and sane.
Katie
my life. done. that’s it. That’s what comes to my mind when i think of the word hysterical. whew wee it sure is funny.
Nancy Mitchell
hysterical i am hysterical and i wish i wasnt. i was i was passive and didnt really do drama that often as i do now. hysterical is when something is being shown more dramatic than it really is. hysterical can be dangerous and exhausting.
jaycee
word formerly defined as a nervous condition suffered by women but was in some strange way connected with her reproductive organs
Connie Timian
You are hysterical. Everything you do just makes me burst out in laughter and I absolutely love it. Thursday after Thursday I see you at Improv and the way you create the ability for me to let out some laughs and throw away my troubles makes me love you. Thanks.
You make me feel hysterical.
When I’m with you,
I’m laughing;
When I think about you,
I’m mad;
When someone talks about you;
I cry heavy tears inside.
When I think about how it used to be;
my heart shatters into a million pieces.
laughalot
I think that a lot of things are hysterical. Especially late at night. i get giddy and love laughing and everything is funny. It’s like a good high, without the drugs. And you always feel better after a long laugh. Don’t be afraid to laugh. Don’t be scared to think things are funny.
K.
somethings are just so funny that you laugh so hard that your sides hurt. these things are what you remember for the rest of your life, because sometimes you just can’t hold back your giggles. the funnier something is the better it is for your life, because laughing makes you live longer. hysterical things are hard to come by, but when you find something truly hysterical you should keep laughing until you can’t ever laugh again.
Ana
it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to you. you’re losing your mind. it’s as though time stopped, nothing has ever hurt, everything is beautiful. then suddenly, you realize nothing’s real like that for more than a moment. and you just went bat shit crazy. you’ll be normal again.
maryellen
She laughed hysterically, almost like a maniac. She was crazy, clad in a white jacket with her hair curly and frizzed out like a lion’s mane. She needed help, badly. Only she couldn’t see it.
good or bad. so funny, or so sad, or just…losing it. losing yourself in the situation and in your feelings. it feels good it feels great or it feels awful like you’re out of control.
my friends. we laugh all the time and we come up with the most ludicrous ideas. my mom says we can have fun in a paper bag and we actually tried. my best friend makes me laugh so much she is my stress reliever. i also think falling goats are just hysterical. they’re so cute.
Jennifer
I feel like I’m going hysterical. My whole body is going numb and I feel so distant from everyone. I feel like I’m slowly losing my mind, will I ever get it back? Why do I have to go so very mad? I keep seeing the boy across he street. He left so long ago, the only thing that I have to remember him by is the big dipper. He showed me all the constellations once. I forgot them though and I’m scared to forget where the big dipper is because then I think I’ll forget him. I don’t want to forget him. He entered like a hurricane and I think he’ll leave like a silent breeze. I’ll miss him so, he kept me so sane….
Kolbi
when someone says something really funny. when you think back about someting and then you just laugh outloyd to your self. its always amazing. and you should live life with hysterical storeis to look abck on it is what makes life worth living.
I dont know what i would do with out laughing. cause it makes your sad days worth staying up for.
Whe I think of thi word, I think of my grandmother passing away. I think of the words i heard when she did, and not believing any of it. I wanted to go with her and walk beside her in Heaven.
The laughter could only be classified as hysterical. It was a wild cackle that resounded throughout the empty house. A chill ran down my spine and backed away from the stairs.
i laughed until the tears flew down like dew drops never do. they did not land as vegetable soup dropped, but pattered like florence schemed. how much laughter i feel within my cockles, wondering, “what are cockles?”
It wasn’t a belly laugh, it wasn’t extremes. Nor was it boredom, it was the space in between. It was that section that’s as small as hair, the chances of standing on it incredibly rare. It’s tranquility, it’s peace. It may be only a split second but it goes so deep.
I sit on my beach towel surrounded by friends under the warm summer sun. This is paradise. I throw my head back in laugher. This is just such a fun time in my life. I hope my life can stay this hysterical for all of eternity.
LOL, some things are so funny it makes you want to cry out loud. but it takes a special something or someone to be hysterical
he gawks.
“what?” you say, and he blinks.
“you’re amazing,” he says, a hint of awe in his voice.
“what?” you repeat yourself.
“you. the essence of everything perfect,” he tries to clarify.
you snort, although the tint of pink on your cheekbones give it away. “you’re insane, crazy, out of this world.”
“only with you,” he declares, lopsided grin splitting across his face.
The boy was hysterical. He made her laugh. She was sad, he cheered her up. He put a smile on her face no matter what. Until then, he was gone. That was not hysterical. She misses him. There are no more laughs, no more smiles. The world is no longer hysterical.
stop giving me the same word. i dont find anything hysterical and writing about people having so much happiness is making me bitter and uncomfortable. what is this about exactly? who do you think you are?
i found her outside
like a willow tree with no leaves
she was b e a u t i f u l
she clambered to her feet
as solemn she was
she stood far taller than any other marble girl
and i couldn’t deny
she was a m a z i n g
so i fell for her
and she still stood
a dormant flower encased in fine ice
a statue of a goddess
she is s t u n n i n g
aphrodite
hysterical. youre absolutely hysterical. i laugh and cry and sigh and i fall over and over again for that joy you leave in my heart. who are you to do this to me. after all, you are just a person. maybe a figment of my imagination? who really knows. but i like it. i like you.
Hysterical was when we laughed and laughed about the stupidest things but had a good time doing it. Hysterical was before I realized I loved you, and before things became strange and before you knew you had to go.
A simple laughter. The biting edge that increases with time. Slowly dipping into madness. Why did I start laughing? When will it stop? There’s not reason to be laughing. No reason for the pain, the unending torment of emotions that
Hysterical laughter fills the room. There’s a man standing in the center, his arms limp at his side. I can’t help but feel sorry for him. He’s so out of place, despite trying hard. He wears a vest…from two season prior. A hat…from three years ago. And the shoes would have to go.
hysterical. wow, thats a funny word. :) it reminds me of hyenas.. lol probably because they both start with “hy”. Anyway, I don’t use the world hysterical a lot, which is too bad, because its a different word to use in everyday life. Oh well. haha :) I probably only use it in really REALLY funny situations, or when someone is really REALLY funny.. or it can be used to describe the intensity of something.. “he was hysterical when he was crying”.. sorta like he was sad..
the madness grew inside of me. boiling to the top of my lungs, i screamed. Hollered, yelped, shouted. Then i laughed, giggled, cried. Something wasnt right. But what was it?
me ? noooo. Im alright. :]
every time i can’t see you
every time i can’t hear you
every time i can’t feel you
He stared at the three packages and felt himself a useless man. Were he out to get a marker– any marker– the indecision would have had some merit. Were he only sent to procure a Sharpie– any Sharpie– he could also understand the frustrated tears coming to his eyes.
But to not be able to pick a chisel-cut Sharpie. To be hysterical over the matter– now, that was low.
laughing hysterically with friends.
on swings at the beach in the summer, carefree.
your favorite people surround you; the funniest people.
laughing until your stomach hurts..
the best feeling in the world.
His smile made me hysterical for him. The two dimples that sank in his cheeks, like a dip in a smooth sea of cream. It always happens when I fall for someone, theres that crazy phase where they’re literally all that I want.
“Guurl, you just gotta keep the crazy in.” she grinned as she gnawed on her cigarette.
“No, I know, I’m not going to SAAY that, but I’ve been thinking it and-”
“LOOK,” she placed her palm on my shoulder, “You, like myself, like all these other women, we feel intensely. We don’t like unless we love, we don’t love unless we’ve hated. Your heart and mind is going to go there, even if you don’t want to, even if in that moment you are coveting a sweet piece of man ass and a pair of wrestler’s obliques,” she lost her train of thought, biting her lip as she fantasied. She snapped back towards me, “BUT- with all of this, you must filter. Pall Mall style, keep a good enough space before your ready to let those truths touch your lips.”
Crying her hands in her hair. Choking on her tears on her fears. her world fell apart, she has no where to run. Why did this have to happen? what now what to do? what do you do when your world shatters? cry out, scream, express you pain…. but nothing helps, nothing makes it go away. hold on girl, things will get better… guess you didn’t think so because I found you at the end of a rope.
ha. Hysterical. where to start? My stepmother is hysterical sometimes, that is, she goes into hysterics. My brother is hysterically funny. I think it’s hysterical that people are actually going to read this. Hysterical song? Too much by Bonaparte.
They say: No one should be hysterical…we should control our emotions. Haha! Right!!!!
She falls back, falling into a hysterical laughter because of him, because he made her laugh like this and she’s happy, really happy since God knows when, and she’s glad she has him in her life.
funny laughing, having fun. smoking weed makes you hysterical. then there is also a spice thats called hystria which makes you trip really bad but it could be a good one, unless you dont know how it feels… I just want to smoke and laugh and be calm and love. happy. unique. beautiful.
this is the only way to laugh when you’re with your bet friend. you should have a tears-streaming-down-your-face laugh attack at least once a day. it’s the only way to stay happy and sane.
my life. done. that’s it. That’s what comes to my mind when i think of the word hysterical. whew wee it sure is funny.
hysterical i am hysterical and i wish i wasnt. i was i was passive and didnt really do drama that often as i do now. hysterical is when something is being shown more dramatic than it really is. hysterical can be dangerous and exhausting.
word formerly defined as a nervous condition suffered by women but was in some strange way connected with her reproductive organs
You are hysterical. Everything you do just makes me burst out in laughter and I absolutely love it. Thursday after Thursday I see you at Improv and the way you create the ability for me to let out some laughs and throw away my troubles makes me love you. Thanks.
You make me feel hysterical.
When I’m with you,
I’m laughing;
When I think about you,
I’m mad;
When someone talks about you;
I cry heavy tears inside.
When I think about how it used to be;
my heart shatters into a million pieces.
I think that a lot of things are hysterical. Especially late at night. i get giddy and love laughing and everything is funny. It’s like a good high, without the drugs. And you always feel better after a long laugh. Don’t be afraid to laugh. Don’t be scared to think things are funny.
somethings are just so funny that you laugh so hard that your sides hurt. these things are what you remember for the rest of your life, because sometimes you just can’t hold back your giggles. the funnier something is the better it is for your life, because laughing makes you live longer. hysterical things are hard to come by, but when you find something truly hysterical you should keep laughing until you can’t ever laugh again.
it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to you. you’re losing your mind. it’s as though time stopped, nothing has ever hurt, everything is beautiful. then suddenly, you realize nothing’s real like that for more than a moment. and you just went bat shit crazy. you’ll be normal again.
She laughed hysterically, almost like a maniac. She was crazy, clad in a white jacket with her hair curly and frizzed out like a lion’s mane. She needed help, badly. Only she couldn’t see it.
good or bad. so funny, or so sad, or just…losing it. losing yourself in the situation and in your feelings. it feels good it feels great or it feels awful like you’re out of control.
my friends. we laugh all the time and we come up with the most ludicrous ideas. my mom says we can have fun in a paper bag and we actually tried. my best friend makes me laugh so much she is my stress reliever. i also think falling goats are just hysterical. they’re so cute.
I feel like I’m going hysterical. My whole body is going numb and I feel so distant from everyone. I feel like I’m slowly losing my mind, will I ever get it back? Why do I have to go so very mad? I keep seeing the boy across he street. He left so long ago, the only thing that I have to remember him by is the big dipper. He showed me all the constellations once. I forgot them though and I’m scared to forget where the big dipper is because then I think I’ll forget him. I don’t want to forget him. He entered like a hurricane and I think he’ll leave like a silent breeze. I’ll miss him so, he kept me so sane….
when someone says something really funny. when you think back about someting and then you just laugh outloyd to your self. its always amazing. and you should live life with hysterical storeis to look abck on it is what makes life worth living.
I dont know what i would do with out laughing. cause it makes your sad days worth staying up for.