If I was a billionaire…

• I’d have an oz available at all times. All. Times. No matter where I am or what I’m doing.
• I’d only smoke greens. Throw out the rest.
• I’d buy my own island in BC.
• I’d be in a new country every six months, but i’d smoke nothing but Portland bud.
• I’d request Illadelph and Gucci collaborate to make a 3 foot bong specially for me so I could sit at my computer desk, flick the light with my toes, and take rips while doing homework. 

I think it’s time I accept the fact that I’m  a d d i c t e d. But I mean.. there are worse things to be addicted to… right?

Heading to Canada soon! I’m so excited… good food, vintage shopping, site seeing. It’s been 2 years since I’ve been out of the country!

so-be-brave:

deleted mine for a week just to detox and I’m right back where I started. It’s like crack, no lie. Why am I looking at my classmate’s wedding pictures. Things they eat. What my sisters look like in a very unnatural state, like hiking for example. And why do I have the sudden urge to delete it again?