The hottest thing you can wear is your letters. TSM.

We’re a package deal. TSM.

“Most likely to get our chapter kicked off campus.” TSTC.

I craft, because I care. TSM.

Trusting your blackout self to do the things your sober self won’t. TSM.

“Which fraternity is he in?” TSM.

Don’t judge me by my past. And by “my past,” I mean 12 hours ago. TSM.

Dramatically breaking up with someone you weren’t even dating. TSM.