You say bitch like it’s a bad thing. TSM.

Being 19 and 21 at the same time. TSM.

If MY membership status is still active, is “standards” even really a thing? TSM.

“I’m using him for his formal.” TSM.

Life, liberty, and the pursuit of the perfect little. TSM.

Fifty shades of blackout. TSM.

“I just like him so much that I feel like I’ve had ten drinks today. And I’ve only had six.” -Phoebe Buffay. TSM.

Having a designated for standards meeting dress. TSM.

“Beyoncé would do it.” TSM.

Looking better in his T-shirts than he does. TSM.

Getting a bitch’s high from a perfectly passive aggressive subtweet. TSM.

On Wednesdays, we wear shack shirts and hangovers. TSM.

Being 21 for three years before your 21st birthday, and three years after it. TSM.

Beer taste on a champagne budget. TSM.

Being social chair means being the biggest bitch with the best smile. TSM.

Being in a sorority means guaranteed likes on anything you post. TSM.

He’s the kind of guy I would even for. TSM.

“Like ring by spring serious, or just formal serious?” TSM.

Looking hotter at Sunday meeting than most people do out on Saturday night. TSM.

Shopping for the little you don’t even have yet. TSM.