My favorite lip stain is wine. TSM.

Pretty and plastered. TSM.

Knowing it’s a bad idea to text him, but continuing to ask your friends about it until you find someone who says yes. TSM.

“Can you see my hangover through these sunglasses?” TSM.

Having a love/hate relationship with the people who were sober enough to remember what you did last night. TSM.

Fear no bitch. Trust no player. TSM.