Dirty great grandlittling. TSM.

THERE’S NO CRYING IN RECRUITMENT!!! TSM.

Don’t open your legs for a boy who won’t open the door. TSM.

Addy connection fell through in the middle of finals. Entire fraternity is balled from our social calendar next semester. TSM.

I love my mirrored Ray-Bans but I hate that you can’t see me judging you. TSM.

I’m hungry. I guess I should brush my teeth again. TSM.

Automatically favoriting the seniors’ tweets because they’re, like, totally wise. TSM.

Oh my God, I LOVEEEEEEEEE her! TSM.

“Do I need to tone down the bitchy in this email?” TSM.

Receiving ten times more emails about recruitment than about school the first week of class. TSM.