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Right? Why would Canada even need fashion magazines? All we wear up here is snowsuits year-round.

....Kanye West? That seems like an unusual settlement.

Bobby Moynihan’s wife is adorable. She looks like a normal-person cross between Katy Perry and Zooey Deschanel.

Maybe everyone else already knew this and I’m stupid, but I learned on an episode of Forensic Files the other day that one way police dogs work is by smelling the adrenaline a criminal pumps out when they’re committing a crime. On this episode, the dog sniffed a murder weapon left at the crime scene (I think it was

I am in my 30s. For my bachelorette, my friends claimed a campsite next to a private lake and set up a beautiful hippie lounge inside a tent, with cushions and lanterns and garlands everywhere. We spent 24 hours drinking, smoking, using drugs, singing, dancing, and swimming. It was fucking magical. There was no penis

Thank you. I have always depended on the kindness of internet strangers :)

Yes, I am doing better. Thank you. I had gone off medication last year while trying to get pregnant. It didn’t go well, and I went into a black hole really quickly but couldn’t see how bad it was until it was THAT bad. Thankfully I have a very supportive and loving husband, and thank god for (prescription) drugs.

This was a bit harsh, but I agree with the first part of your statement. I know people love me and that I matter to them. Sometimes I have wished that wasn’t the case, so that I could just disappear without hurting anyone. When you’re so depressed as to be suicidal, all you want is for your mind to stop tormenting

This, I just have no patience for inane chit-chat. Like every single day when you come back from your lunch break and that one coworker asks “How was your lunch?” I mean....IT WAS FUCKING LUNCH. I ate, I stared at my phone, I contemplated not returning to work. What the fuck, who cares?

Beautifully said.

That’s scary. A girl who was close friends with one of my BFFs in university died at 25 from cervical cancer. I had hung out with her on occasion the first couple years of school, but she was on another planet than me, socially. This woman was the sort of ridiculously beautiful, blonde, perpetually suntanned, glowing,

I’m so sorry for the loss of your brother, and that you are struggling. I hope you find a way back. Sending hugs and good thoughts, for whatever they might be worth. ❤

I was tall and super skinny, which wasn’t really much better. Apparently my flat chest was a personal affront to many boys in my class, and a popular topic of conversation. I was a 6'1 fourteen year old girl in a school full of short Italian guys who were just so insecure and offended by my very existence. There was a

This is amazing.

Today at work a patient (who is a complete moron and has zero filter) made a comment about my height — I’m 6'1 — and then said “But you’re still pretty, so it’s ok.”

One of my grandfather’s brothers committed suicide when he was only 19 or 20. He was the baby of the family, and they were all very close. I cannot even imagine how devastating it was. That being said, the story I heard growing up was that he had “gotten a girl pregnant and panicked when their parents tried to force

I would like to issue you a belated Comment Of The Day.

Those fucking DJs.

As is the case for a lot of people, I’m guessing, I love U2 (finally got to see them live on the opening night of Joshua Tree anniversary tour, and it was amazing!!!) and also think that Bono has done a lot of good work but just doesn’t know when to shut up.

Oh I just recently found a bunch of photos from my first year of university. It was 2002. The jeans were low, the tops were cropped, my hair was striped...scarves were worn as belts.......