If you’re dropped off in a Lexus, it doesn’t count as a walk of shame. TSM.

Sweeping all the other sororities on bid day with the most perfect babies in the world. TSM.

Having nicknames for each boy you’re juggling. TSM.

“I’m DYING to know how your date is going. Are you in love? Text me deets from the bathroom. Or don’t. Sorry. Love you. But text me.” #TSM