Whatever, I’m prettier than her. TSM.
Whatever, I’m prettier than her. TSM.
“Does this outfit make me look frat?” TSM.
Saturday night being both the reason you can’t and the reason you must go to church on Sunday. TSM.
It’s not a senior event if no one’s drunk. TSM.
“Apparently, he’s afraid of you.” TSM.
Seeing the world through rose-colored wine. TSM.
I like my lips red, my wine white and my skies blue. TSM.
Having a costume drawer. TSM.