Hi, my name is Lilith but you can call me Lilly. I'm studying English Literature, which sounds very sophisticated until you realize most of my time is spent highlighting random sentences, falling in love with fictional characters, and writing essays at 2am while questioning every life choice I've ever made.
I have a weakness for old films. Give me Hitchcock, David Lynch, old noirs, weird psychological horrors, anything that makes me stare at the ceiling afterward wondering what exactly I just watched. One day I'm watching The Birds, the next I'm begging my friends to watch Mulholland Drive and pretending I understand it better than I actually do.
My bookshelf is a disaster. You'll find Oscar Wilde next to Sylvia Plath, Donna Tartt next to Shirley Jackson, and at least three books I bought because "the cover felt right.". When I'm not studying, I'm usually outside somewhere. I love long walks with no destination, lakes, forests, picnics that start organized and end with everyone lying in the grass talking nonsense for hours. Sometimes my friends and I drive somewhere completely random just because staying home felt boring.
I collect tiny happy things. Pressed flowers inside books. Polaroids. Movie tickets. Notes people leave behind. The kind of stuff that looks meaningless until years later when it suddenly isn't. I'm also the type of person who will spend twenty minutes choosing a film and then accidentally rewatch the same comfort movie for the tenth time.
My friends would probably describe me as sweet, a bit shy, slightly chaotic, and suspiciously good at getting people into trouble they end up enjoying. I love people with stories. Tell me about the city you grew up in, the thing you wanted to be when you were ten, the worst date you've ever been on. Those conversations are always more interesting than talking about the weather.
I like intelligent men. Men who are confident without needing to prove it. Men who can make me laugh unexpectedly, who enjoy taking care of the people they care about, who know that generosity isn't just about moneyit's about attention, effort, thoughtfulness, and making someone feel special. Anyway, that's probably enough about me.
Now tell me something interesting. And please don't say "hi how r u." We can do better than that.
