Take more shots, make more shots. TSM.

Being the senior that they both fear and aspire to be. TSM.

No time for fuckboys. Plenty of time to fuck boys. TSTC.

I make shit show look good. TSM.

People being able to figure out which sorority you’re in because “you have a look about you.” TSM.

Being able to borrow a fake from anyone in your family, because your whole lineage looks alike. TSM.

“Why were we that drunk on a Monday?” TSM.

*Sneaks flask into bar via Marc Jacobs clutch.* TSM.