My heroes wear dog tags, not capes. TSM.
My heroes wear dog tags, not capes. TSM.
Carrie in the closet, Charlotte on the streets, Miranda in the classroom, Samantha in the sheets. TSM.
My Big is like my mom…except I can tell my Big what I really did last weekend. TSM.
Getting confused on Facebook because all your sisters have the same default before a philanthropy event. TSM.
Throwing a cardigan on over a going out outfit and calling it chapter attire. TSM.
My fratdaddy flew halfway around the world to France so he could propose in Paris while I was abroad. TSM.
I’m not talking shit, I’m venting. TSM.
Trying to find a scary movie in my sorority house but finding that the only movies my sisters own are The Notebook and every Disney movie ever created. TSM.
If I delete it from my phone there’s no evidence it ever happened. TSM.
Wearing granny panties so you won’t hook up with him. TSM.