Waking up from a blackout with a boyfriend. TSM.

Knowing your roommates’ food orders by heart. TSM.

Judging that one girl who tries way too hard to be sweetheart. TSM.

Never wasting a good eyebrow day. TSM.

“Hashtag byeee.” TSM.

Stalking yourself on Instagram more than you stalk anyone else. TSM.

I don’t always swipe right, but when I do, it’s a match. TSM.

Showing people pictures of your little like she’s one of your children. TSM.

What happens in the group message stays in the group message. TSM.

My ashes would turn to glitter, not dust. TSM.