Saturday night personality with a Sunday morning heart. TSM.
Saturday night personality with a Sunday morning heart. TSM.
Saturday night being both the reason you can’t and the reason you must go to church on Sunday. TSM.
Trying to figure out which sorority your favorite TV characters would be in at your school. TSM.
Seeing the world through rose-colored wine. TSM.
I like my lips red, my wine white and my skies blue. TSM.
Sisters never let sisters’ selfies go unliked. TSM.
“I admire how you can compliment someone and insult them at the same time.” TSM.
“We have to go out tonight. I did my hair.” TSM.
Life’s problems are like bottles of wine. It’s best if you finish what’s open before starting something new. TSM.
The only reason I’ll ever send someone to standards is if they wear pajama pants in public. TSM.