Easily amused, difficult to impress. TSM.

My addiction to Nutella is out of control. TSM.

If I wanted to commit social suicide, I would shop at Kohls. TSM.

Getting so excited for gameday dress season! TSM.

Never have I ever…oh, wait, yeah I’ve done that. TSM.

My metabolism is faster than your metabolism. TSM.

Constantly having to decide between adding my letters or monogram. TSM.

Planking prof pic? I guess I wouldn’t want people seeing my face if I were you either. TSM.

Oh, I can have you now? I don’t want you anymore. TSM.

Being able to eyeball the perf amount of Shellac for any crafternoon project. TSM.

Almost putting my fake ID’s address as my online shopping shipping address. TSM.

Monogrammed license plate on the SUV. TSM.

My phone recognizes TSM, PNM, and GDI. TSM.

If you’re a geed, we won’t be doing the deed. TSM.

“Who wants to go to the bathroom with me?” TSM.

Servicing a man who services our country. TSM.

Been at my internship for four and a half months and haven’t repeated an article of clothing. TSM.

Panicking the second you realize your phone isn’t within a 2 foot radius. TSM.

If I’m smiling and you can’t see my teeth, I probably hate you. TSM.

Working out everyday, going out every night. TSM.