It was little at first sight. TSM.
It was little at first sight. TSM.
Not knowing what to wear to a party because it doesn’t have a theme. TSM.
Every photo from the weekend having a fraternity composite in the background. TSM.
Your big volunteering to be on booty patrol while you dance on the bar. TSM.
Going on a shopping spree to conceal the extra special Victoria’s Secret purchase from your father. TSM.
I don’t know any pledges unless they’re giving me a ride home. TSM.
Your sorority being known for hair flipping. TSM.
Being “unable to even” on a regular basis. TSM.
Blackmailing the standards chair. TSM.
Taking a call in class to adjust your mani appointment. TSM.