Booze, bandaids. Same thing. TSM.

Choosing an outfit based on your tan. TSM.

“Omg. Send that to me.” TSM.

Never having to pick up your own beer pong ball. TSM.

Am I crazy, or does wine actually taste better straight out of the bottle? TSM.

“One more shot, then we can go.” TSM.

Spending half an hour stalking your own social media because you just find yourself that hilarious. TSTC.

Floating on a pool doughnut, because you can’t eat real doughnuts. TSM.

Your Starbucks account being connected to your dad’s PayPal account. TSM.

Friday’s face made possible by Thursday night’s makeup. TSM.