Waiting for mod podge to dry is the crafting equivalent to waiting for a boy to text you back. TSM.

Stealing t-shirts and WiFi passwords. TSM.

Making a shower cocktail, because there’s no time waste, only time to be wasted. TSM.

The drunk pictures after a night out are the highlight of my hangover ridden morning. TSM.

Waking up next to Taco Bell and feeling way more ashamed than if it had been a guy. TSM.

Ordering sorority stoles, because there’s no way you’re not wearing your letters to graduation. TSM.

Give me wine or give me *death.

*vodka. TSM.