Proclaiming “twinsies” whenever you and a sister have even the slightest thing in common. TSM.
Proclaiming “twinsies” whenever you and a sister have even the slightest thing in common. TSM.
It’s not that my standards are too high it’s just that my daddy set an amazing example for how a man should be. TSM.
Wait…was there a game tonight or something? TSM.
Making cute letters for the bf, so when he lavalieres me I have multiple options of which ones to wear first. TSM.
Why isn’t there a relationship option on Facebook for “only when we’re drunk?” TSM.
When describing the love I have for my little, I tend to sound like a psycho stalker lesbian with obsession issues. TSM.
Hooking up with a guy who dumped a TFM sweetheart. TSM.
Three main food groups: wine, salad, and froyo. TSM.
I miss college gamedays so much I’m pretending to care about the Super Bowl. TSM.
Lilly tote on Daddy’s boat. TSM.
Disney Princesses on my checks. TSM.
Having a good eyelash day. TSM.
The bouncers and bar tenders knowing you on a first name basis. TSM.
Three strikes and my rejections to your booty calls are no longer going to be polite. TSM.
I only plan on watching the Super Bowl for Tom Brady and Nicki Minaj. TSM.
TBLM. Total Big/Little Move. TSM.
Eh, at least I’m pretty. TSM.
Making Burnetts look classy. TSM.
“You’re not being overly sensitive, he’s being an asshole.” TSM.
Having a drawer dedicated solely to American Apparel v-necks. TSM.