Dress to the nines. Sparkle like a ten. TSM.
Dress to the nines. Sparkle like a ten. TSM.
Instantly finding him more attractive in his letters. TSM.
The “is everyone alive?” group text every Saturday morning. TSM.
Drunk enough to make wildly embarrassing decisions. Not drunk enough to forget them. TSM.
Actually, yeah, I do agree. I think I’m really pretty. TSM.
The best thing about college is being able to skip class whenever you want. That’s also the worst thing about college. TSM.
Never knowing what’s happening in class, but always knowing what’s happening over the weekend. TSM.
“It’s in the budget.” TSM.
Forgetting where you are, but not where you got your outfit. TSM.
Being that best friend duo that knows everything. TSM.