I really like Lois Lane because she's so me like loving a guy who's basically the biggest cinnamon roll in history, too pure for this world, and at the same time getting totally stressed out because he's the biggest cinnamon roll in history, too pure for this world. Like, all a girl wants is basically a good guy, but at the same time not so good that you have to worry about him 24/7 in case someone tries to rob him and he still offers the thief a cup of coffee? Thanks. So relatable. I feel her, too bad.















