Claiming to have gotten strictly genetic traits from your big. TSM.

“Does this outfit make me look frat?” TSM.

Saturday night being both the reason you can’t and the reason you must go to church on Sunday. TSM.

Seeing the world through rose-colored wine. TSM.

Sisters never let sisters’ selfies go unliked. TSM.

“Can you not?” TSM.

Always matching your bra and underwear, because you never know what’s going to happen. TSM.