Captain America’s frat swoop makes me swoon. TSM.
Captain America’s frat swoop makes me swoon. TSM.
Getting more emails from Pinterest than from anything else. TSM.
I don’t save you in my contacts until you prove you’re worthy. TSM.
By “family emergency” I mean that I’m graduating and can’t handle leaving my Little. TSM.
The only number I have memorized is my daddy’s…credit card. TSM.
Being able to spot a sister at graduation by her bedazzled cap. TSM.
Good friends, bad decisions. TSM.
Your “Jewelry” Pinterest board exists only so your boyfriend can buy you exactly what you want. TSM.
Even more important than studying is looking cute before you go to the library. You never know who you’ll see there. TSM.
Compulsively checking your e-mail on Sunday to see if you were called to Standards. TSM.
“That’s my little.” TSM.
Other sororities singing your song because it’s just so catchy. TSM.
Drinking whiskey with the brothers, wine with the sisters, and champagne with the parents. TSM.
He proposed with a monogram necklace that had his last initial. TSM.
My life would be complete if Victoria’s Secret Pink made a sorority collection. TSM.
Food for the weak > Food for the week. TSM.
Spending hours looking at cooler connection for ideas for your cooler. TSM.
Sending a screen shot of your texts with the boy to a sister for the perfect response. TSM.
I literally think I don’t know the meaning of the word literally. TSM.
Choosing Derby hats and mint juleps over sombreros and margaritas. TSM.