I hope the earring I lost in his bed punctures him in his sleep. TSTC.
I hope the earring I lost in his bed punctures him in his sleep. TSTC.
I’m blonde on the inside. TSM.
It’s not resting bitch face. It’s a bonafide dirty look. TSM.
I make shit show look good. TSM.
“Does this outfit make me look like I’d make a good wife?” TSM.
If you’re a bird, I’m someone who shoots birds for sport. TSM.
Turning your letter shirt inside out for the walk of shame, because you respect your sorority enough not to shame it, but not enough to keep you from doing the shameful thing. TSM.
Having glitter permanently embedded into your carpet. TSM.