Bid Day: NFL Draft for sorority girls. TSM.
Bid Day: NFL Draft for sorority girls. TSM.
2 shots, 1 chaser. TSM.
Red wine, lips, and political beliefs. TSM.
A Saturday night personality with a Sunday morning heart. TSM.
“He made me pretty, he made me smart, and I’m gonna break a million hearts.” TSM.
Chasing your Addy down with Starbucks. TSM.
Sending an “Are you alive?” text in lieu of a “Good morning” text. TSM.
He wasn’t that cute at first, but then he said he had two tickets to the masters. TSM.
My monogram is my politest way of saying “Hands off my stuff, bitch.” TSM.