Twelfth Knight

by Alexene Farol Follmuth

All I want to do is get online and lay waste to some fictional characters until the urge to throw darts at real people safely evacuates my system.

“There’s no such thing as a stupid question,”

I don’t know how any girl can exist in the world without being perpetually furious.

that’s between me and my emotional support villain, okay?

My swagger is built on a foundation of adoration and envy. Hers is a flat-out refusal to let anyone tell her who to be.

“Everyone makes friendship seem like garden parties and sleepovers when really it’s Jurassic Park for emotions.”