Having the body of a trophy wife and the brains of a surgeon. TSM.
Having the body of a trophy wife and the brains of a surgeon. TSM.
“It ain’t my fault when I walk and jaws drop.” -Miranda Lambert. TSM.
“If you don’t want to date me that’s fine, but you’re wrong and I hate you.”- Workaholics. TSM.
“I don’t even care if I get arrested. I’ve been wanting a cute mugshot lately.” TSM.
Preferring pre-law boys to pre-med boys, because it’s less schooling and more First Lady potential. TSM.
Having two dresser drawers dedicated to sorority shirts. TSM.
Turning your letter shirt inside out for the walk of shame, because you respect your sorority enough not to shame it, but not enough to keep you from doing the shameful thing. TSM.
The “is everyone alive?” group text every Saturday morning. TSM.
Blacking out is God’s way of saying, “Don’t worry about it.” TSM.
I just want him to text me so I can ignore him. TSM.