There’s nothing quite like getting drunk on a patio. TSM.

I just don’t like her face. TSM.

Look like a goddess, act like a devil. TSM.

Being a legacy, I naturally send my mom our sorority flower on Mother’s Day. TSM.

I’m his first priority. He’s my last resort. TSM.

I wore my mommas heels when I was little now I wear her badge. TSM.

“Did she get…fatter?” TSM.

He spoils me with presents. I spoil him with presence. TSM.

Regina George is just misunderstood. TSM.

She’s a little bit of heaven, with a wild side. TSM.