It’s not mean, it’s true. TSM.

Asking your ex to say hello to his dog in your breakup note to remind him who she liked more. TSM.

“So I heard a rumor about myself…” TSM.

“I went to standards five times last semester. You’re good.” TSM.

Knowing it’s cooler season when all the paint pens are sold out. TSM.

Being the first in your PC to go to standards and getting automatic respect from your g-big’s squad. TSM.

Wearing stitched letters to the airport so everyone knows who you’re repping. TSM.

The obvious clink liquor bottles coming from your bag. TSM.

Re-watching your snap story right before you delete the evidence. TSM.

“I meeeaaaannnn…” TSM.

Risk management’s date being the biggest risk. TSM.

Driving out of the way to go to Target instead of Walmart. TSM.

Matching with the admissions representative on Tinder the night before your medical school interview. TSM.

Legitimately considering putting a shack shirt into your t-shirt quilt. TSM.

Going through crafting withdrawal when you become a grandbig. TSM.

Comparing Bellatrix and Voldemort to a frat rat who’s in love with the president of the fraternity. TSM.

What’s the fine for not doing homework? TSM.

What happens in chapter stays in chapter. TSM.

I didn’t take any pictures, so it’s like it didn’t even happen. TSM.

“Who preffed her?” TSM.