“But it was freshman year so it doesn’t really count.” TSM.

Clicking on “Mutual Friends” to figure out what fraternity he’s in. TSM.

I shaved my “legs” for this. TSM.

I like my GPA high and my BMI low. TSM.

A well-tailored suit is to women what lingerie is to men. TSM.

Hearing an active yell at his pledges turns me on. TSM.

Obsessing over your Little and idolizing your Big. TSM.

My Littles refer to my boyfriend as Mr. Big. TSM.

Every girl before me was a mistake, and every girl after me will be a downgrade. TSM.

Never taking your shoes off at a mixer or formal. Ever. TSM.