Your friend texting you about your unhealthy crafting obsession as you’re walking into Michael’s. TSM.

Your biological family having to repeatedly remind you to stop squatting in family photos. TSM.

Not having enough room on your phone for more music because you refuse to delete all your drunk selfies. TSM.

Crafting takes no summer vacation. TSM.

The only man a girl should ever wait for is the bartender that’s serving her wine. He’s a busy man. TSM.

“Do we like her?” TSM.

The sisterhood of the travelling formal dress. TSM.

Talking to every guy at the bar except the one you like, just to prove a point. TSM.

Spending more time getting ready for the gym than you do inside it. TSM.

It’s only slutty if he’s ugly. TSM.