Dressing like a homeless person for class, but like a cute one. TSM.

My “type” is trust fund babies. TSM.

Vodka before wine, feelin’ fine. TSM.

“I don’t care what you do, just don’t post about it.” TSM.

Every girl wants to hear those five little words: “You can keep the shirt.” TSM.

“It’s fine. He’s a geed. No one knows him.” TSM.

Making him talk to God more than his priest ever did. TSM.