I look up to myself. TSM.
I look up to myself. TSM.
Every girl wants to hear those five little words: “You can keep the shirt.” TSM.
Pre-planning your hookups for the next three weekends. TSM.
Using chapter meeting to talk about the weekend’s festivities. TSM.
He passive-aggressively liked my Facebook photo so I aggressive-aggressively bitched him out. TSM.
Making him talk to God more than his priest ever did. TSM.