She kept running, only vaguely aware of the heavy raindrops battering her skin. All she could feel was the heat of his lips still on hers. All she could hear was the sound of the cab door closing between them.
mental. wow so many meanings.
you can be mentally ill, as in [mentally retarded].
or you can be just too crazy that its making you mental.
either way the outcome is crazy…
It was after eleven and I was just coming out of the bar’s restroom when I saw my wife leaning over the bar kissing the bartender. I wished him the best of luck as I slipped out the door. After one year of marriage I was already a mental case. He was welcome to her.
Sometimes I believe this is the way I am. But most of the time, I don’t think I am, mostly because I understand what many other people also claim to understand. Maybe it’s normal, for me to think this way. But I’d prefer not to be normal. Music causes unreality to seep in through the walls.
Sometimes I have a mental block when it comes to writing! Actually, a lot of the time. When I’m away from the computer I tend to get brilliant flashes of clarity, but then I don’t have the facilities to write (screw a pen and paper).
My cat Nuno is rather mental, but I love him to bits! Sometimes crazyness is good :)
mentally insane… mentally competent… what is the difference??? who decides which is which?? how many times do you think… i am acting sooo insane… and people just look at you and smile.. or you think this is very sane.. but people look at you with horror in their eyes
Mental is something different than body. Although both are required for someone to be physically alive in the world we know, taking care of them are completely different. To take care your body, you give it food, sleep, and exercise. Whereas mental…
IN his current mental state,he was flopping on the floor like a fish out of water. Unable ot breath, unable to think. He was dieing. The snakes venom seeped into his viens. He had only minutes left. Dun DUN DUNNNNNNNNN
cerebral. I think that living all in one’s mind is too much what I do. I am trying to connect with my feelings more and stop being so goddamned PEOish about everything. Fuck Laura Bush. SHE makes me mental. And, what about meditating? No wonder I feel so mental lately, since I haven’t been meditating. I need to do that, I really really do. Meditating to get out of my thinking and into the actual state of being and life. PLEASE ELLIE give this to yourself!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can’t think of anything else to say, hah. No pun intended.
I am a severe mental case that is very depressed. I am not sure if any of my friends are mental but am certain that most are. I like the mentally challenged of the world they make me laugh loudly. I am not certain if
MY UNCLE IS MENTAL. OR AS FAR AS ANYONE ELSE IS CONCERNED. HE HAS PARANOID-SCHIZOPHRENIA AND HE IS THE MOST INTERESTING PERSON I KNOW. HE LOOKS OUT FOR HIS FAMILY AND ALWAYS PUTS OTHERS’ NEEDS AHEAD OF HIS OWN. BUT HE DOES HAVE SEVERAL NOTEBOOK-DRAWINGS OF EYEBALLS
i always thought there was something wrong with me. i never was like anyone else. it was almost sad. i felt that maybe that meant i was special. but now i see that it wasn’t even that. i’m different. not necessarily for the best. but i can’t change.
the metal detector stroke midnight. It was time for the mental patients to uncover their eyes and face reality. they were filed into order by last name and then subcatagorized by mental disorder. They proceeded to then pick up the pace. By dawn, they were on a boat to Alaska; they just wanted to be free
The word captures your mind, encases it, binds it, and seizes it from going anywhere. Mental, your psyche, not the body but your mind. When you think of that happiness, that sadness, that love and joy, the hate and distaste, it’s all mental. So the question is, ARE you mental or not?
These past few days have been hectic. I think I’m seriously going mental. Everyone I know is doing other things, so I’ve been silent and solo for what seems like eight years. But, of course, it’s not. Ahhhhhhh!
It’s not good for your mental health.
That’s what my mom would always say. But I’m as healthy as a Redwood tree growing up in sunny Northern California.
I don’t run. I don’t lift weights. I eat like a 13 year-old boy. And it’s okay!
I’m not fat on the inside. =)
mentality is schmentality. it’s mental the way it’s environmental. environments play hazes on our lazy boys, strutting their stuff out on the front deck like tomboys. we’ve gathered kola for you nuts long enough, our butts are strong enough to take the heat of distant suns and sing about it in the city slums. thats how mental can get sacramental…
the mentality of our thoughts is known to evaporate.
Mental.
Is what I feel I’m becoming.
All over a girl.
A girl I’ve never spoken to or been spoken to by.
There exists this aura about her that is seemingly driving me insane with love.
Not lust, not selfish desire, simply a complete feeling of being no longer empty.
Mental telephathy. Yeah,I do believe that some of us have the talent, we just don’t exercise it enough. I know someone who experiences precognition. It used to scare her, but she is over that now.
I’m going absolutely mental, my girlfriend and best friend have been gone for a week in their respective ski resort vacations and I’ve been stuck in Desolate Hole, Suburbia for way too long. The wait for things to pick up in my life (this is my freakin’ senior year) has lost the great feeling of anticipation and has become an agonizingly sluggish wait, apparently to see nothing good from any of my work thus far. I need a pizza.
is what i am. I don’t think. i just do and yet i can’t do without thinking. I’m truly going mental. I have issues. Everyone does. But without people I’m left to my own devices. I’ve succumbed to my mind… to thought. To the very thing that pulls me into a black hole void of civilization.
mental is one of the worst words in the english language. It is disrespectful and mean. Yes I use it, but in a joking matter. Which is worse than using it in the right way i think people should be more respectful.
That’s what he called me. Mental. Because my mind worked in ways no one else imagined. Crazy, they say. Mental. Because she thinks in ways no one else does. Sees things no one else can imagine. What they call grotesque, to me, I see beauty. I see what rises out of the flames, out of the blood, out of the hurt that they cause. They are the ones who caused it. Mental. Of course they’d call me mental. Whatever they can’t imagine, can’t comprehend, is mental. Crazy. This is their world and they’ll have it done their way.
freezes me – my mental state freezes me – I cannot even type because the thought of mental is a paralyzing frozen tundra of brain cells wishing they were better or doing something more important than whining…
I am mental. I have no doubt about it. What does that mean? After all, I’m not crazy, I’m just mental. I overthink. I don’t breathe and send myself into panic attacks. That’s mental. It’s not the type of information that I like to share. People see the word “mental” and they immediately think I’m crazy. I’m not. I just like to think.
I’m mental. I”m seriously mental. It is like sirens going off in my head each day. A loud clanging sound is heard sometimes when I hit the wall.
I wish my brain would turn off so it wouldn’t hurt so much when I laid down at night. But it hurts. It hurts bad. I’m mental.
mental…my mental capacity is tapped, too much going on, too much to focus on, too much to think about, stress about, I have to let it go, I have to release the metal tension, just let go, I can’t continue like this, I can feel the tension, my head is tired, it is exhausting!!!!!!!!!!!
head hurts no more thinking too much thought is not good neither is too little it’s all in your head crazy nutty narcotics disturbed health need to see a doctor no more understanding eventually you will tire of the internet but not until you’ve completely lost it. Believe what
your mental state on mind is very important. If one is too stressed out one can lose the mental conciousness and ignore the consequences of one’s actions. Sometimes one’s action will result in something one regrets doing, but during hte time the action was done it was the greatest feeling in the world.
People think you’re crazy. You’re not crazy. Just different. Why put those confined jackets on you, they do no good. Stop it. Why am I so different from you? We all have a different thought process, why must mine be wrong? I don’t think it is. I think you just don’t understand.
that’s the most ironic thing i’ve heard allll day. discounting myself.
yeah that’s all i ahve to say and i’m too lazy to backspace and fix that word sooooooorrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy kiddies but i’ll make it up to you if you let me baby sit
Health. We all seem so weak these days. So needy. Every miserable thought or feeling needs a pill or a therapy session so we can regain control of ourselves. Maybe this is just me.
The accusations were enough. Too tired to deal with them today. However, they will all see when my work blooms. Yes, they will see. If only I could convince them. No there is no other way.
YOU HAVE THE SAME VIEWS ON LIFE AS A FUCKING MENTAL PATIENT.
WHO ARE YOU TO TELL ME HOW TO LIVE WHEN YOU LIVE LIKE ONE OF THE LUNATICS IN THE PADDED ROOMS?
Why is this the burdon i carry. Always alone in my head. My tomfoolery makes people show harsh treatment toward me. If they just took the time to know me, we could be friends, if only.
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
Went mental; mental ability, mentality.
Mmmmmmeeennnntttaaaaalllll.
Ment Al. Like was referring to someone else. Me Ntal.
Does not make sense.
She kept running, only vaguely aware of the heavy raindrops battering her skin. All she could feel was the heat of his lips still on hers. All she could hear was the sound of the cab door closing between them.
mental. wow so many meanings.
you can be mentally ill, as in [mentally retarded].
or you can be just too crazy that its making you mental.
either way the outcome is crazy…
It was after eleven and I was just coming out of the bar’s restroom when I saw my wife leaning over the bar kissing the bartender. I wished him the best of luck as I slipped out the door. After one year of marriage I was already a mental case. He was welcome to her.
Sometimes I believe this is the way I am. But most of the time, I don’t think I am, mostly because I understand what many other people also claim to understand. Maybe it’s normal, for me to think this way. But I’d prefer not to be normal. Music causes unreality to seep in through the walls.
Sometimes I have a mental block when it comes to writing! Actually, a lot of the time. When I’m away from the computer I tend to get brilliant flashes of clarity, but then I don’t have the facilities to write (screw a pen and paper).
My cat Nuno is rather mental, but I love him to bits! Sometimes crazyness is good :)
mentally insane… mentally competent… what is the difference??? who decides which is which?? how many times do you think… i am acting sooo insane… and people just look at you and smile.. or you think this is very sane.. but people look at you with horror in their eyes
Mental is something different than body. Although both are required for someone to be physically alive in the world we know, taking care of them are completely different. To take care your body, you give it food, sleep, and exercise. Whereas mental…
IN his current mental state,he was flopping on the floor like a fish out of water. Unable ot breath, unable to think. He was dieing. The snakes venom seeped into his viens. He had only minutes left. Dun DUN DUNNNNNNNNN
cerebral. I think that living all in one’s mind is too much what I do. I am trying to connect with my feelings more and stop being so goddamned PEOish about everything. Fuck Laura Bush. SHE makes me mental. And, what about meditating? No wonder I feel so mental lately, since I haven’t been meditating. I need to do that, I really really do. Meditating to get out of my thinking and into the actual state of being and life. PLEASE ELLIE give this to yourself!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can’t think of anything else to say, hah. No pun intended.
I am a severe mental case that is very depressed. I am not sure if any of my friends are mental but am certain that most are. I like the mentally challenged of the world they make me laugh loudly. I am not certain if
MY UNCLE IS MENTAL. OR AS FAR AS ANYONE ELSE IS CONCERNED. HE HAS PARANOID-SCHIZOPHRENIA AND HE IS THE MOST INTERESTING PERSON I KNOW. HE LOOKS OUT FOR HIS FAMILY AND ALWAYS PUTS OTHERS’ NEEDS AHEAD OF HIS OWN. BUT HE DOES HAVE SEVERAL NOTEBOOK-DRAWINGS OF EYEBALLS
insanity at its finest.
completely crazed.
i always thought there was something wrong with me. i never was like anyone else. it was almost sad. i felt that maybe that meant i was special. but now i see that it wasn’t even that. i’m different. not necessarily for the best. but i can’t change.
the metal detector stroke midnight. It was time for the mental patients to uncover their eyes and face reality. they were filed into order by last name and then subcatagorized by mental disorder. They proceeded to then pick up the pace. By dawn, they were on a boat to Alaska; they just wanted to be free
Mental,
The word captures your mind, encases it, binds it, and seizes it from going anywhere. Mental, your psyche, not the body but your mind. When you think of that happiness, that sadness, that love and joy, the hate and distaste, it’s all mental. So the question is, ARE you mental or not?
These past few days have been hectic. I think I’m seriously going mental. Everyone I know is doing other things, so I’ve been silent and solo for what seems like eight years. But, of course, it’s not. Ahhhhhhh!
It’s not good for your mental health.
That’s what my mom would always say. But I’m as healthy as a Redwood tree growing up in sunny Northern California.
I don’t run. I don’t lift weights. I eat like a 13 year-old boy. And it’s okay!
I’m not fat on the inside. =)
His intelligence is gone. Every day he wakes up and sits in a corner of his room devoid of knowing what to do next.
After years of anger, rage, loneliness, and sadness built up, he’s gone completely dumb. And it’s so sad to watch.
As he cries and shakes and cries and bobs back and forth. He hurdles further
mentality is schmentality. it’s mental the way it’s environmental. environments play hazes on our lazy boys, strutting their stuff out on the front deck like tomboys. we’ve gathered kola for you nuts long enough, our butts are strong enough to take the heat of distant suns and sing about it in the city slums. thats how mental can get sacramental…
the mentality of our thoughts is known to evaporate.
Mental.
Is what I feel I’m becoming.
All over a girl.
A girl I’ve never spoken to or been spoken to by.
There exists this aura about her that is seemingly driving me insane with love.
Not lust, not selfish desire, simply a complete feeling of being no longer empty.
Mental telephathy. Yeah,I do believe that some of us have the talent, we just don’t exercise it enough. I know someone who experiences precognition. It used to scare her, but she is over that now.
I’m going absolutely mental, my girlfriend and best friend have been gone for a week in their respective ski resort vacations and I’ve been stuck in Desolate Hole, Suburbia for way too long. The wait for things to pick up in my life (this is my freakin’ senior year) has lost the great feeling of anticipation and has become an agonizingly sluggish wait, apparently to see nothing good from any of my work thus far. I need a pizza.
is what i am. I don’t think. i just do and yet i can’t do without thinking. I’m truly going mental. I have issues. Everyone does. But without people I’m left to my own devices. I’ve succumbed to my mind… to thought. To the very thing that pulls me into a black hole void of civilization.
mental is one of the worst words in the english language. It is disrespectful and mean. Yes I use it, but in a joking matter. Which is worse than using it in the right way i think people should be more respectful.
That’s what he called me. Mental. Because my mind worked in ways no one else imagined. Crazy, they say. Mental. Because she thinks in ways no one else does. Sees things no one else can imagine. What they call grotesque, to me, I see beauty. I see what rises out of the flames, out of the blood, out of the hurt that they cause. They are the ones who caused it. Mental. Of course they’d call me mental. Whatever they can’t imagine, can’t comprehend, is mental. Crazy. This is their world and they’ll have it done their way.
freezes me – my mental state freezes me – I cannot even type because the thought of mental is a paralyzing frozen tundra of brain cells wishing they were better or doing something more important than whining…
Its crazy, like a gone off orange come alive and attacking random people on the streets of new york. Thats mental.
I am mental. I have no doubt about it. What does that mean? After all, I’m not crazy, I’m just mental. I overthink. I don’t breathe and send myself into panic attacks. That’s mental. It’s not the type of information that I like to share. People see the word “mental” and they immediately think I’m crazy. I’m not. I just like to think.
I’m mental. I”m seriously mental. It is like sirens going off in my head each day. A loud clanging sound is heard sometimes when I hit the wall.
I wish my brain would turn off so it wouldn’t hurt so much when I laid down at night. But it hurts. It hurts bad. I’m mental.
mental…my mental capacity is tapped, too much going on, too much to focus on, too much to think about, stress about, I have to let it go, I have to release the metal tension, just let go, I can’t continue like this, I can feel the tension, my head is tired, it is exhausting!!!!!!!!!!!
head hurts no more thinking too much thought is not good neither is too little it’s all in your head crazy nutty narcotics disturbed health need to see a doctor no more understanding eventually you will tire of the internet but not until you’ve completely lost it. Believe what
your mental state on mind is very important. If one is too stressed out one can lose the mental conciousness and ignore the consequences of one’s actions. Sometimes one’s action will result in something one regrets doing, but during hte time the action was done it was the greatest feeling in the world.
People think you’re crazy. You’re not crazy. Just different. Why put those confined jackets on you, they do no good. Stop it. Why am I so different from you? We all have a different thought process, why must mine be wrong? I don’t think it is. I think you just don’t understand.
that’s the most ironic thing i’ve heard allll day. discounting myself.
yeah that’s all i ahve to say and i’m too lazy to backspace and fix that word sooooooorrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy kiddies but i’ll make it up to you if you let me baby sit
February 21st, 2009.
Health. We all seem so weak these days. So needy. Every miserable thought or feeling needs a pill or a therapy session so we can regain control of ourselves. Maybe this is just me.
The accusations were enough. Too tired to deal with them today. However, they will all see when my work blooms. Yes, they will see. If only I could convince them. No there is no other way.
YOU HAVE THE SAME VIEWS ON LIFE AS A FUCKING MENTAL PATIENT.
WHO ARE YOU TO TELL ME HOW TO LIVE WHEN YOU LIVE LIKE ONE OF THE LUNATICS IN THE PADDED ROOMS?
Why is this the burdon i carry. Always alone in my head. My tomfoolery makes people show harsh treatment toward me. If they just took the time to know me, we could be friends, if only.