We hate him now. TSM.

Making a quilt out of shack shirts. TSM.

Knowing your way around the liquor store better than the grocery store. TSM.

Wine being your fruit serving of the day. TSM.

Deleting drunk texts while you’re still drunk cancels them out, right? TSM.

“Do we hate her?” TSM.

Changing your nails and hairstyle for 2016 so you don’t have to change a damn thing about your personality. TSM.

High tolerance for his alcohol. Low tolerance for his bullshit. TSM.

Cringing as you read your texts from the night before. TSM.

Don’t judge me by my past. And by “my past,” I mean 12 hours ago. TSM.