“You follow her? Let me stalk her Insta on your phone because she’s private.” TSM.

Starting the first day of classes with the last night of summer’s hair and makeup. TSM.

Sprinkles are the glitter of the baking world. TSM.

Knowing you’ll give in, but making him beg anyway. TSM.

“I hate him. I miss him. Let’s get drunk so I can call him.” TSM.

Knowing which day of the week to go to which frat party. TSM.

May your memories always be positive and your pregnancy tests always be negative. TSM.

True life: I’m addicted to my planner. TSM.