Kinda going to miss freshman year, because I knew none of my hookups were younger than I am. TSM.

God grant me the serenity to accept the grades I cannot change, courage to raise the grades I can, and wisdom to know the difference. TSM.

Ending the semester with no dignity, but plenty of badass stories to make up for it. TSM.

“Ugh, I am just so over frat guys.”
*Continues to hook up with frat guys.* TSM.

Knowing you’re over him when you stop checking to see if he watched your Snapchat story. TSM.

I have a good heart, just a dirty mouth. TSTC.

My big tells me I’m pretty. TSM.

“Is it weird I sort of pride myself on how crazy I am?” TSTC.

The booty pic is an art form. Call me Michelangelo. TSM.