Tearing up watching your little become a big. TSM.

Only talking to him come formal season. TSM.

Knowing your little was up to no good when you get the “Biiiiiiiiig” text in the morning. TSM.

Having one hundred ways to say “Fuck you,” without ever saying “Fuck you.” TSM.

He was so last planner. TSM.

Feeling an extra boost of confidence when your bra and panties are your sorority’s colors. TSM.

Zipping up your jacket to cover your letters before gossiping in public. TSM.

I just want to drink wine and…drink wine. TSM.

Being known as the “wild lineage.” TSM.

Not being able to function at a date function. TSM.