Haaaaave you met my little? TSM.
Haaaaave you met my little? TSM.
You say bitch like it’s a bad thing. TSM.
Being 19 and 21 at the same time. TSM.
“I’m using him for his formal.” TSM.
Life, liberty, and the pursuit of the perfect little. TSM.
“I just like him so much that I feel like I’ve had ten drinks today. And I’ve only had six.” -Phoebe Buffay. TSM.
Having a designated for standards meeting dress. TSM.
Looking better in his T-shirts than he does. TSM.
Getting a bitch’s high from a perfectly passive aggressive subtweet. TSM.
On Wednesdays, we wear shack shirts and hangovers. TSM.