Me: *breathes*
Standards: There’s a Panhellenic rule against that. TSM.
Me: *breathes*
Standards: There’s a Panhellenic rule against that. TSM.
Kendall in the streets, Kylie in the sheets. TSM.
Being the lightest person and the heaviest drinker in the room. TSM.
Your drunken alter ego becoming your only ego. TSM.
Using a UTI as an excuse to drink more vodka cranberries. TSM.
“I get what I want.” TSM.
Emotionally hungover. TSM.
I only break the rules because they’re stupid. TSM.