Throwing your letters, while wearing his. TSM.
Throwing your letters, while wearing his. TSM.
Do I want to give you a blow job? No. Will I? Still no. TSTC.
My big tells me I’m pretty. TSM.
“Is it weird I sort of pride myself on how crazy I am?” TSTC.
The Real House Moms of Greek Row. TSM.
Trusting your blackout self to do the things your sober self won’t. TSM.
“Which fraternity is he in?” TSM.