Changing out of your letters and into his. TSM.

Turning him into the “boyfriend type.” TSM.

Your “sixth sense” being your ability to peg any guy for his fraternity, before even being introduced. TSM.

Never having to “partner up” with a stranger in class. TSM.

Telling a guy you won’t go home with him, because you’re “too pretty to deal with whiskey dick.” TSM.

“It’s more like a date fucktion.” TSM.

Verbalizing the word “hashtag” in your daily speech. TSM.

Having one hundred ways to say “Fuck you,” without ever saying “Fuck you.” TSM.

Making him believe the shack shirt you’re wearing was his. TSM.

Feeling an extra boost of confidence when your bra and panties are your sorority’s colors. TSM.