pauline

About me:

Sometimes, I feel like I exist somewhere between the pages of other people’s books and the frames of old films. During the day, I simply live, but at night, when the world falls asleep, I am left alone with my thoughts, my memories, and quiet tears. I often think about the past—about things that are gone forever and those that may never come to be. I knit. It’s one of the few things that brings me comfort. Threads slip through my fingers, and from the chaos of loops, something real is born. I have a bag with roses, one I made myself. It reminds me that at least something in this world truly belongs to me. If my life were a movie, I doubt many would enjoy it. It would be quiet, gray, full of pauses and long stares into nothing. Sad—perhaps even boring. But not every story has to be bright, does it?

Who I'd like to meet:

deftones - saturday night wrist

melanie martines - cry baby

lil peep - live forever

the beatles - rubber soul

grouper - poison tree

tv girl - who really cares

lana del rey - ultraviolence

grimes - visions

cigarettes after sex - cry

tokio hotel - scream

eyedress - let's skip to the wedding