Waking up early and heading straight downstairs to swap stories from last night. TSM.

Liking your sister’s picture before it even loads. TSM.

Talking about the recent graduates like they died, because you know a part of them did. TSM.

Wearing letters during a class presentation for recruitment purposes. TSM.

Kinda going to miss freshman year, because I knew none of my hookups were younger than I am. TSM.

Your shack shirt being a vintage t-shirt from your own sorority. TSM.

“I remember not remembering that.” TSM.