hi hi, pinned post time (subject to change bc people change)!
online aliases (in order of preference): allbookmonkey, ally, ally :), allyz
essentials: any pronouns, person of color, in uni on my 2nd degree (help) ♡
mainly post about my life! my profile is a happy, comfy & safe place. if you’re here to say things that will hurt people’s feelings or cause arguments, this is not the place for you :)
interests:
social dancing, skyrim, minecraft, SCP, one direction, louis tomlinson, drawing, writing, donating blood, everything everywhere all at once, resident evil 2 & 4, heathers (both movie & musical), hitman, detroit become human, dnd
y’know that feeling when you’re dead tired but still have to get up and do normal Functional Human Being things anyway
how did elevator social norms even happen? why do we just go silent as soon as we step into an elevator?? how do we know where to look .-.
the box i carry my earbuds is branded as Brie cheese, so you can imagine my friends’ confusion whenever I take them out to listen to stuff
having one of my fellow sports coaches make a “honey where’s my super suit???” joke and none of the students understanding the reference was truly a humbling experience. we are getting old