Joana RamiroinRamiro RantsNotes on AbscondingI am tired. I am tired and I want to switch my brain off, it’s turning into mush anyway.Sep 8, 20211Sep 8, 20211
Joana RamiroinRamiro RantsAfter the virusIn the bourgeois neighbourhood, life after the virus is just another day.Jun 26, 2020Jun 26, 2020
Joana RamiroinRamiro RantsOn Dating Tamagotchis™At a recent (virtual) dinner party, a single woman told my friend Sarah about her dating adventures in times of COVID-19.May 2, 2020May 2, 2020
Joana RamiroinRamiro RantsYou are not alone, whatever tomorrow bringsIn my last year of university I plunged into deep depression.Dec 11, 2019Dec 11, 2019
Joana RamiroinRamiro RantsOn fucking for the first timeI wonder how it feels to have sex in full knowledge of your vulnerability and yet be trusting of your partner in that awkwardly tender…Jul 1, 2019Jul 1, 2019
Joana RamiroinRamiro RantsJoan & BobI knew I was in love when I stopped fucking.Aug 28, 2018Aug 28, 2018
Joana RamiroinRamiro RantsNotes from an addictI can feel the urgency in me building up. An urgency to be adored. To be told, in a flurry of words that I am, in sum, loved.May 21, 2018May 21, 2018
Joana RamiroinRamiro RantsJigging in minefieldsI am about to turn 30. Right at the end of the month.Apr 11, 2018Apr 11, 2018
Joana RamiroinRamiro RantsA year in fucking menIn the summer I dated a man who accused me of being too blasé about relationships.Dec 10, 20171Dec 10, 20171
Joana RamiroinRamiro RantsThe Sexual Woman’s ManifestoI want a partner who sees my past, present and active sex life as part of my personality, not as a benchmark of my character.Sep 14, 2017Sep 14, 2017
