“Whatever, I’ll take the fine.” TSM.
“Whatever, I’ll take the fine.” TSM.
I don’t care what you think about me. I don’t think about you at all. TSM.
Telling your guy friends “That’s mine,” when they unknowingly talk about how hot your new little is. TSM.
Shopping for your little being easy, because you can just buy what you like and you know she’ll love it. TSM.
Trying not to laugh when you see all the new members start to panic when they first hear the words “No makeup.” TSM.
Gushing during the Facebook creeping session, when you realize just how hot your hookup from last night really was. TSM.
Accidentally pulling an eyeliner pencil out of your bag when a sister asks for a pencil to take notes. TSM.
I’m sorry, did my opinion offend you? You should hear the ones I keep to myself. TSM.
Northern class, southern charm. TSM.
“She put the whore in horrifying.” TSM.
Immediately bailing when he tells you he wants to hang out sober. TSM.
“You told my big?!” being the college equivalent of “You told my mom?!” TSM.
Having the most personal and in-depth conversations at 4:00AM. TSM.
Sisters curling your hair when you’re too drunk to do it yourself. TSM.
Explaining in detail how boring a guy is, but still going out with him. TSM.
Lindsay deciding that if she wasn’t worth the ring, Sean wasn’t worth the heels. TSM.
That gratifying moment when his parents start calling you their daughter. TSM.
Automatically assuming that everyone who doesn’t have an iphone is poor. TSM.
Your nephew being the best dressed kid at the playground. TSM.
Oh, poor boy. He never had a chance. TSM.