Being in a sorority means guaranteed likes on anything you post. TSM.

“Like ring by spring serious, or just formal serious?” TSM.

Looking hotter at Sunday meeting than most people do out on Saturday night. TSM.

Shopping for the little you don’t even have yet. TSM.

Loubs are red, Tiffany’s is blue, Starbucks is hot, and so are you. TSM.

Yesterday’s dress with today’s shame all over it. TSM.

I like my coffee as ice cold as my heart. TSM.

As I walk through the valley in the shadow of the frat house, I will fear no standards, for my vodka and whiskey they comfort me. TSM.

Dressing like you’re in a sorority. Drinking like you’re in a fraternity. TSM.