Seeing anything and everything as a potential craft. TSM.
Seeing anything and everything as a potential craft. TSM.
Wearing letters during a class presentation for recruitment purposes. TSM.
Kinda going to miss freshman year, because I knew none of my hookups were younger than I am. TSM.
God grant me the serenity to accept the grades I cannot change, courage to raise the grades I can, and wisdom to know the difference. TSM.
Ending the semester with no dignity, but plenty of badass stories to make up for it. TSM.
“Ugh, I am just so over frat guys.”
*Continues to hook up with frat guys.* TSM.
I have a good heart, just a dirty mouth. TSTC.
Spending more time decorating your graduation cap than studying for finals. TSM.
“Could you do me a huge favor? I’ll buy you Starbucks.” TSM.
Queen of the Jungle Juice. TSM.