Glitter lodged in my Mac Book keyboard. TSM.
Glitter lodged in my Mac Book keyboard. TSM.
Having your sisters there for moral support the first time you go blonde. TSM.
Never underestimate the power of tits and tears. TSM.
“At least do it behind my back like a normal bitch.” TSM.
I’m hungry. I guess I should brush my teeth again. TSM.
“We’re totally going to get married.” TSM.
The scene we cause when my little yells, “BIIIIGG!” and we run into each others arms. Every single time we see each other. TSM.
My fratdaddy got accepted to law school so I accepted his invitation to formal. TSM.
I’m judging you based on your rain boots. TSM.
I spend more time planning recruitment than I do homework. TSM.
My advisor said he could get me to graduate in three years, but it throws my marriage plan completely off, so I don’t think it’s going to work out. TSM.
Cook like mama, drink like daddy. TSM.
I’m so confused why people say Barbie is unrealistic looking. TSM.
The only thing I’m more excited for than my fratdaddy’s formal is Titanic 3D. TSM.
Don’t wear granny panties to ensure you won’t sleep with him; the only thing it ensures is that you’ll regret your choice of panties. TSM.
“The best are bred where Lilly is worn.” -Lilly Pulitzer. TSM.
Stop it with the PDA pictures all over facebook, geed. We get it, you finally have a boyfriend. TSM.
Baking to ask your date to Formal. TSM.
That hug you give a sister when you have a secret to tell. TSM.
I have a secret crush on the TFM intern. TSM.