High tolerance for his alcohol. Low tolerance for his bullshit. TSM.

Double fisting booze at night, then double fisting Starbucks and water in the morning. TSM.

Crisis: I can’t decide which picture to post to Instagram. TSM.

A few unexplained bruises after a night out is a sign of a good time. TSM.

I’m basically Blair Waldorf if you replace the bottles of Dom for $5 bottles of André. TSM.

Passive aggressively “liking” when he posts a pic with another girl. TSM.

Instinctively pausing after a right swipe. TSM.

Trying to act interested when he tells you things you already knew because you stalked him. TSM.

Playing “spot the legacy” with old composites. TSM.

Sleeping with a freshman on his initiation night because you never forget your initiation night. TSM.