“I have more money on my Starbucks card than I do in my savings account.” TSM.

Sending a selfie to the group text before you post it to make sure it’s good enough for the public. TSM.

Remembering what kind of truck he drove that night but not his name. TSM.

“I don’t care if it’s 70 degrees. It’s fall. I’m wearing my boots.” TSM.

“Do you want to go to Starbucks before our standards meeting?” TSTC.

God grant me the serenity to accept the grades I cannot change, courage to raise the grades I can, and wisdom to know the difference. TSM.

Life, liberty, and the pursuit of the perfect little. TSM.

Loubs are red, Tiffany’s is blue, Starbucks is hot, and so are you. TSM.

A bitch is a dog, dogs bark, bark is on a tree, a tree is part of nature, therefore being a bitch is natural. Logic. TSM.

Deliberately responding “who’s this?” even though you know exactly who it is. TSM.