Recruitment is when we find out whether or not you can sit with us. TSM.

I have mixed drinks about feelings. TSM.

Referring to Tinder as “Online shopping.” TSM.

Sweeping all the other sororities on bid day with the most perfect babies in the world. TSM.

Pulling a “Well, my sisters will be looking for me,” when you find out he has a little penis. TSM.

TFTC: Too fabulous to care. TSM.

Every side is my good side. TSM.

The whole chapter crying during officer transition. TSM.

Designing your favorite fraternity’s rush shirt, because you know you’ll end up walking home in one eventually. TSM.

Your ex’s roommate telling you he “misses seeing you around the apartment.” TSM.