Frat queen, not trap queen. TSM.
Frat queen, not trap queen. TSM.
Vodka might not be the answer, but it’s always worth a shot. TSM.
Your drunken alter ego becoming your only ego. TSM.
“I get what I want.” TSM.
Every drunk picture is a kissing face because you love everyone when you’re drunk. And also, cheekbones. TSM.
Champagne taste, Burnett’s budget. TSM.