Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because he was tall and in a good fraternity, and he’ll probably text you again at 2:34am this Saturday. TSM.

It’s not what you know, it’s what you throw. TSM.

Always making it to the pregame. Rarely making it to the event. TSM.

She kissed my boyfriend once, so I hate her chapter. TSM.

Every empty bottle has a story. TSM.

Going to the gym, only to realize you accidentally grabbed a water bottle filled with vodka. TSTC.

“YASSS” being an autocorrect suggestion in your phone. TSM.