Spending half an hour stalking your own social media because you just find yourself that hilarious. TSTC.

Looking around the room for subtle clues as to what the hell happened last night. TSM.

Friday’s face made possible by Thursday night’s makeup. TSM.

The majority of your back-to-school supplies consisting of clothes and makeup. TSM.

Having a pink, glittery bong. TSM.

Bid Day being the second best holiday of the year. Your birthday being the first. TSM.

“I hate him. I miss him. Let’s get drunk so I can call him.” TSM.

He’s number three on my Snapchat but number one in my heart. TSM.

Making a fitness board on Pinterest is pretty much the same as working out, right? TSM.

May your memories always be positive and your pregnancy tests always be negative. TSM.