We’re best friends on Snapchat, so you could say we are pretty serious. TSM.

No one goes harder than ex-exec. TSM.

You’re never too old to love pink, glitter, and Disney Princesses. TSM.

I met my little, because she was dating my boyfriend’s fraternity brother. We lasted. The boys didn’t. TSM.

Daydreaming about how you’d ask celebrities to throw up your letters if you ever meet them. TSM.

Going on a post-spring break diet due to the excessive vacation binge drinking. TSM.

Every photo from the weekend having a fraternity composite in the background. TSM.

Your sorority being known for hair flipping. TSM.

Being “unable to even” on a regular basis. TSM.

Blackmailing the standards chair. TSM.