Carefully crafting your posts and tweets so you can say whatever you want without violating the social media policy. TSM.
Carefully crafting your posts and tweets so you can say whatever you want without violating the social media policy. TSM.
It must be so awkward to have ugly friends. TSM.
Setting “We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together” as your ex’s ringtone so you know not to waste your energy when he calls. TSM.
When your favorite fraternity tells you they picked the wrong sweetheart. TSM.
Watching your sister on America’s Next Top Model College Edition. TSM.
I have GOT to stop making out with strangers. TSM.
Watching Legally Blonde is the only thing that motivates me for finals. TSM.
Pretty goes with everything. TSM.
Sisters don’t let sisters drink and eat. TSM.
Answering customer questions in Hobby Lobby when you’re a customer too. TSM.
I don’t send snapchats, I just get them. TSM.
No liquor tastes as bad as sober feels. TSM.
I met him at a bar, and then got drunk food. That’s drinks, dinner, and dancing, which is technically three dates, so I didn’t break any rules. TSM.
The through-the-sunglasses “I see you ogling me but you’ll never know if I’m reciprocating” stare down. TSM.
Your birthday being the day before the world ends is just more evidence of what a shitshow it’s going to be. TSM.
Already having the shack shirt a boy just gave you. TSM.
I can’t eat, I’ll sober up. TSM.
Having an auto-shotgun rule between big and little. TSM.
Already owning a bra you saw on the Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show. TSM.
How much does a sorority girl weigh? A monogram. TSM.