Okay, I Said It Was Your Problem So Deal With It
Thoughts, Thoughts, Thoughts, Thoughts Flying through our minds like fast moving clouds. But are never to pass our lips. Or to be used to build a nest for birds to rest. Then one day a flip is switched; they say low estrogen is the problem. And every thought you think comes out the hole in your face. Good thoughts, bad thoughts, sad thoughts, hurtful thought, embarassing thoughts; it matters not, you do not judge; you just let fly. Oh what a catharsis, it feels to good to let others know their... Sign in to see full entry.