“I’m not hungry.” “LUCKYYYYY.” TSM.

She’s not competition. She liked her own photo. TSM.

Getting irrationally angry at the sisters that saw your post in the Facebook group and didn’t like it. TSM.

If you can’t handle me watching football, then you don’t deserve me at my best. TSM.

Ann Romney for First Lady. TSM.

Monogramming your pumpkin. TSM.

I’d party with Jay Gatsby. TSM.

She’s the Serena to my Blair. TSM.