well well well, look who’s curious
finally: a space where my inner child can freelance
chronically introspective, accidentally funny
hi, i’m kiki.
yes, like the song.
no, not like the delivery service (unless you count me delivering emotional baggage to strangers on the internet).
i’m 22, very much in my “figuring things out but making it look cute” phase. born in germany, currently based in paris, and professionally chasing feelings with words.
what i do depends on the day. sometimes i write blog posts. sometimes i build digital things. sometimes i build websites just to avoid answering my texts. my writing is basically therapy, but free and with cuter font choices.
i’ve moved around a lot since high school. a little bit of everything. i spent 2 years living out of a suitcase and working online before i realized i was basically just running away with a wifi connection. now i’m in paris trying to build something that feels like home, or at least like a rental with emotional depth.
besides writing, i’m studying psychology, slowly but surely. i’m into emotional literacy, doing the laundry, and figuring out how to be a human person without melting down in the cereal aisle. i believe in soft friendships, ugly crying when necessary, and always, always ordering fries.
some chaotic facts (because bullet points are sexy)
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overthinks everything and still make impulse decisions
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loves reading things that feel like being hugged and punched at the same time
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either living in the moment or writing about it from three perspectives
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believes in horoscopes until they offend me
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can’t do math but i can sense vibes
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never left a bookstore empty-handed
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emotionally curious, even (especially) when it’s inconvenient
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allergic to small talk, but i’ll ask how your childhood shaped your self-concept
