A mixer with us would be good for their reputation. TSM.

“But then I found out he was a democrat, so I ended it.” 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.

Instantly finding him more attractive in his letters. TSM.

Holding your head a little higher every time you wear letters. TSM.

The “is everyone alive?” group text every Saturday morning. TSM.

People being able to guess which sorority you’re in because “you just have this thing about you.” TSM.