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General

I’m obsessed with hanging out with my friends. I live for good parties, blasting music way too loud, dancing like no one's watching, and just vibing all night. I make music, sing whenever I get the Music is literally my life—whether I’m making it, listening to it, or daydreaming to it. If it has a rhythm, I’m THERE. 

Music

If you don’t vibe with my taste, we can’t be friends. jk (…kinda) I’m obsessed with club bangers that make your heart race and the floor shake.. HARDTEKK, dirty beats, glitchy drops, late-night rave energy. If it sounds like chaos in a neon-lit warehouse at 3AM, I’m into it. Also?? Rock & metal?? Yesss pls. I love heavy guitars, messy emotion, and songs that sound like they could start a riot. From raw grunge vibes to full-on breakdowns—I crave the noise. \m/ Basically: if it makes me dance, cry, or scream... it's on my playlist.

Movies

Movies are my escape, my obsession, my personality tbh. First things first: I LOVE horror movies with my whole entire soul. Slashers? Love. Paranormal? Even better. The gorier, weirder, or more cursed, the more I’m into it. If it makes me sleep with the lights on or question reality for a second—chef’s kiss. I’m that person yelling “DON’T GO IN THERE” but also lowkey wanting to be in the movie. Blood, screams, shaky cam? Inject it into my veins. But also??? Cartoons own my heart. I don’t care how old I get—give me weird animation, trippy art styles, or childhood nostalgia and I’m SET. I’ll watch a cartoon over a serious film any day, no regrets. And Skins??? Literal cultural reset. Messy teens, bad decisions, raw emotions, iconic fits, perfect soundtrack… it’s everything. Nothing hits quite like a 3AM Skins rewatch while pretending I’m Effy Stonem staring dramatically out a rainy window.

Television

Books

Not gonna lie… I’m not the biggest bookworm. You won’t catch me reading 500-page fantasy sagas or pretending to like a book just ‘cause it’s trendy. BUT. Edgar Allan Poe?? Yeah, that’s my guy. Total legend. His writing is so dark, dramatic, and beautifully depressing—it just speaks to my soul. Like, give me gothic vibes, death, madness, and tragic romance and I’m in heaven (or maybe hell, idk lol). I could read “The Raven” on repeat and still get chills. I might not read a lot, but when I do… it better haunt me.

Heroes