Waking up next to Taco Bell and feeling way more ashamed than if it had been a guy. TSM.
Waking up next to Taco Bell and feeling way more ashamed than if it had been a guy. TSM.
The only clubs I go to are country clubs. TSM.
Ordering sorority stoles, because there’s no way you’re not wearing your letters to graduation. TSM.
Getting voted most likely to wake up at a frat house on Sunday morning. TSM.
Give me wine or give me *death.
*vodka. TSM.