Let’s Talk Chemistry, Baby!
You see, my mind is constantly hijacked by Lady Luliberin — she’s always throwing sparks in my brain. But honestly? I wish that, along with Luliberin, you’d also let Vasopressin run wild in your body. Just imagine the chaos — a wild party down your arteries, a full-blown hormonal rave. Read more
I’m in the middle of a book about marriage—borrowed from a friend, like many of life’s biggest questions. Marriage has always stirred something in me. Not just curiosity, but a kind of restless wonder. Among all the existential questions that occasionally camp out in my mind, a few wear wedding rings.
I still remember a moment from my teenage years—one of those imprints that time doesn’t blur. My mother, with her unshakable realism, said to me: “Every marriage looks perfect from the outside. But once you’re inside, there’s no guarantee that your home will ever feel truly peaceful again. Arguments creep in when you least expect them—usually over children or money.” Read more