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Let’s see if I can go a week without stuffing my face full of absolute shit.

Tornado warnings mean no workout this morning, but that’s mostly because it’s pouring out and I’d ruin my phone. Instead, I’m going to smoke up and put on my makeup.

I’d say I need to put on clothes to go shopping, but this is Florida and no one cares if I shop in pink shorts and a yellow Hogwarts quidditch tee.