AHHHH- Gwen Stacy angst makes me want to throw up, scream, cry, rip my hair out, claw my bedsheets off...I'm not okay... I'm a Gwen Stacy kinnie now. (No like actually her trust issues and fear of abandonment and like lowkey depression!? Hello!?) How dare THIS be the piece of media that destroys me from the inside out!? I can literally strap myself in and write angst and watch stuff like Stanger Things and The Umbrella Academy but NO. No this movie has attacked me and my nervous system on a personal level those Gwen Stacy angst editors are going to have to start paying my therapy bills. Guess who's going to the movies to watch this angst fest for the third time with their sibling...me.
Art: me Emotional Suffering: me Over Investment in a FICTIONAL CHARACTER: me
