The developing existentialist

The developing existentialist

My life is a struggle between wanting to go out and have fun with people, and avoiding human interaction at all costs. It’s an internal joust between my inner Miley and inner Kafka, usually with the latter prevailing. Being a self-proclaimed introvert, I realize I’m...
The developing existentialist

The developing existentialist. The seasoned introvert.

My life is a struggle between wanting to go out and have fun with people, and avoiding human interaction at all costs. It’s an internal joust between my inner Miley and inner Kafka, usually with the latter prevailing. Being a self-proclaimed introvert, I realize I’m...
The developing existentialist

IUD and Me

I sucked at taking birth control. I’d acknowledge my alarm like I would spam mail, eventually forgetting about it altogether. As a result, I would take abnormal dosages, unleashing my unbalanced hormones upon friends and family. When I heard about intra-uterine...
The developing existentialist

Sex vs. making love

I hate the term “making love” almost as much as calling my vagina a “flower.” It sounds sensual in the creepiest way, like a trembling hairless cat; however, regardless of how uncomfortable the term may be, it wasn’t long ago that I sought its highly acclaimed...