Being in a sorority means guaranteed likes on anything you post. TSM.

“Like ring by spring serious, or just formal serious?” TSM.

Shopping for the little you don’t even have yet. TSM.

She can do her, and you’ll do you, and I’ll do me, and we’ll all live happily ever after. TSM.

Being the senior that they both fear and aspire to be. TSM.

I make shit show look good. TSM.

People being able to figure out which sorority you’re in because “you have a look about you.” TSM.

Being able to borrow a fake from anyone in your family, because your whole lineage looks alike. TSM.

Getting the entire bar to sing “Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue” to your boyfriend when he gets home from Afghanistan. TSM.