Legend in the eyes of your sisters, liability in the eyes of standards. TSM.

Always classy, never in class. TSM.

Blonde hair, black heart, pink everything else. TSM.

“He doesn’t look good in photos. Wait, that actually might be a really huge problem.” TSM.

“What time do you want to get there? It starts at 10.”
“11.” TSM.

Beyoncé literally never wearing pants. TSM.

I look up to myself. TSM.

The hickey lasted longer than the “relationship.” TSTC.

“I only do that when I’m drunk.”
“Yeah, but when are you not drunk?” TSTC.

High tolerance for his alcohol. Low tolerance for his bullshit. TSM.