Toasting shots “to sisterhood.” TSM.

Forgetting you’re not actually related to your big. TSM.

Wearing pink, because the 10th anniversary of Mean Girls falls on Wednesday. TSM.

Your teacher telling you that his favorite day of the semester was your 21st birthday, when you came in and shotgunned a beer. TSM.

“Well she was a waste of a bid.” TSM.

I don’t always swipe right, but when I do, it’s a match. TSM.

Being the sweetheart to the same fraternity as your mother and grandmother. TSM.

That raging jealousy you feel when your big takes a picture with another girl in your pledge class. TSM.

It’s only slutty if you don’t get a t-shirt. TSM.