Braving the elements to get wine. TSM.

All I need to get through today is a little tequila and a whole ‘lotta Jesus. TSM.

Can I add “TSM Famous” to my résumé? TSM.

Drunk enough to make wildly embarrassing decisions. Not drunk enough to forget them. TSM.

I just want him to text me so I can ignore him. TSM.

Dressing like you’re in a sorority. Drinking like you’re in a fraternity. TSM.

I wish I could just monogram my boyfriend so everyone would know he was mine. TSM.