Throw what you know, everywhere you go. TSM.
Throw what you know, everywhere you go. TSM.
“You look like someone who isn’t used to being told ‘no.'” TSM.
Making up a drinking game to Craft Wars. TSM.
The mid-summer “I miss your face” wall post. TSM.
When I’m sad, the only fixer is a mixer. TSM.
Between Say Yes to the Dress, and Craft Wars, TLC should really just change its name to TSM. TSM.
Getting the cop’s number instead of a ticket. TSM.
Referring to Kate Middleton as “the winner.” TSM.
Daddy told me I could do anything I set my mind to unless it was marrying a foreigner. TSM.
Walking the fine line between social and standards. TSM.
If only Lilly Pulitzer made scrubs. TSM.
I need boards within my boards to get my Pinterest account even more organized. TSM.
Post-gaming college with graduation parties. TSM.
The only thing he loves more than me is America. TSM.
This is what success looks like. TSM.
Teaching your aunt her sorority’s hand sign. TSM.
Neon fannypacks now socially acceptable simply because they have your letters on them. TSM.
The sunglasses pull-down to reveal a judgmental stare. TSM.
The search for the perfect American Flag bikini. TSM.
Telling your little sister that she can only go to a school that has your chapter. TSM.