Never having to do a walk of shame, because you always convince him to come over to your place. TSM.

Using anti-nausea pills for the wrong reason. TSM.

You’re never fully dressed without a Starbs. TSM.

You call it exploitation. I call is raising awareness. TSM.

Mom and I wearing the same pearls in our composite pictures, 25 years apart. TSM.

Constantly toeing the line between flirting and letting him know he has no chance with you. TSM.

Your ring costing more than his car. TSM.

The bartenders at your favorite bar welcoming you back homecoming weekend. TSM.

Serenade season. TSM.

Diet Coke. TSM. Coke diet. TSTC.