This girl in my class keeps calling me manic pixie dream girl and making fun of my bubbly disposition. She’s really boiling my eggs. I want to bop her head with a fairy wand next time she says I’m a pixie. If she’s lucky, it’ll p*** away her “I’m so edgy and not like other girls because I wear black” hooey. Really honey, you’re more like me than you think. I smile, you frown, but we both bleed red.