Every once in a while someone amazing comes along, and here I am. TSM.
Every once in a while someone amazing comes along, and here I am. TSM.
Crying over spilled glitter. TSM.
Facebook doesn’t make it official. His credit card in your wallet does. TSM.
Hand-picking who his brothers bring to formal. TSM.
“All I’m saying is that if I instagramed a picture with him, it would break 100 likes, and that bitch only got seven.” TSM.
Having “that little,” because you’re “that big.” TSM.
Why do sorority girls snap? Because you can’t clap with a drink in one hand. TSM.