All I want is a casual hookup, but everyone keeps falling in love with me. TSM.
All I want is a casual hookup, but everyone keeps falling in love with me. TSM.
He’s my ex-whatever-he-was. TSM.
Saying “Thank you,” when he says “I love you.” TSM.
The best nights are generally the worst for your jewelry collection. TSM.
He may not have a six pack, but he does have a trust fund, and that’s kind of better, you know? TSM.
Look like an Archibald, think like a Bass, act like a Waldorf, work like a Humphrey, and dress like a VanDerWoodsen. TSM.
Coming out to your whole chapter, but not being scared because you know they love you no matter what. TSM.
Taking his Adderall instead of a shirt during finals week. TSM.
Glittering your Xanax. TSM.
Marry for money. Love will come later. TSM.