a girl like you
Sorry but how do people know about cars. There are like 400000 different types of cars and they all look the same. How is anyone able to tell them apart and be like “ah a 2007 Dodge Antelope Duster, good engine but the wheels go vroom vroom too hard.” Like what are they saying, what is there to say
Happy father's day to everyone's dad, and let's remember today to give a happy father's day to the father of humanity, the divine entity full of love and light that gave existence to us all and sent his son, his self on earth, to redeem us all.
And thank you for everything you've done for us.
I can't stop thinking about Gwen in ATSV. She mentioned about how she, in every other universe, died when she was loved by spiderman/Peter Parker. Peter B., Noir, Ham, and Peni didn't talk about it, but I can't help but think about how Gwen is in this organization where literally thousands of people were in love with her and she died. When she walked through Neuva York, every Spiderman was tripping over themselves to call out to her specifically and receive a "hey :)" back. Not Spider Jess or Hobie.
And then there's Pavitr and, love him of course, but I wonder how it felt to see him talk about Gayatri. I know it's a joke but how does it feel to see yourself put on this pedestal. You can't help but compare yourself and wonder "did my Peter see me that way? How would I have acted if he did?" To see her dad in Officer Singh. To see herself trapped in a bus, desperately pounding on the window as she dangled above certain death again.
In the original Spiderman India comic, they skipped over Gwen/Gayatri entirely, and instead had Meera Jain. Which I get why they did from a meta perspective, but in universe, how does it feel to know your replacement is out there. Every Spiderman is happy with their MJ, and they think of Gwen fondly, but like.... Gwen is replaceable. She is the first love, but she doesn't get a future. It's a canon event.
The horror of being a fridged woman.
My type? Dark haired edgy guys with swords.
Finally, a sane celebrity who doesn’t bend the knee to feminist bullshit.
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