Obsessive Crafting Disorder. TSM.

Every drunk picture is a kissing face because you love everyone when you’re drunk. And also, cheekbones. TSM.

I’m fluent in drunk text. TSM.

“We should have pregamed.” TSM.

Having a cuter “How we met” story with your big than you do with your boyfriend. TSM.

I wish her a long life with a small ring. TSM.