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Nicole Kidman is actually working with female directors as she promised and we have Natalie Portman who joked a lot about this issue on the oscars and did absolutely nothing for female directors.

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love how she doesn't give a fck about the dog and is actually annoyed when Amanda pays attention to it 😭

Anya Taylor-Joy and Olivia Cooke in Thoroughbreds (2017)

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i agree with all of this

If "The Social Network" sequel is not directed by Fincher due to his scheduling conflicts and being unable to step in, they should have waited for him to be available. But if he is not doing it, simply because he was not asked, THAT'S a shame, because the first film was the masterpiece mostly because of him. The script was heavily edited by Fincher, so despite being written by Sorkin, the movie was what it was because of Fincher. I saw Sorkin interview from a few years ago where he said that there were a lot of things in the script that Fincher basically edited and insisted on Sorkin changes, and it was pretty clear that Sorkin did not like it. So if Fincher's non-involvement in the second movie is because of this, then I get why Jesse Eisenberg, who would never say no to a good role or project, backed out of the sequel. If he read the script and said "No", then it feels like a red flag. How are you calling a film a sequel and then have literally not a single main cast member from the original film to tie these movies together? This does not make sense.

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his performance in this movie >>>

happy birthday Philip Seymour Hoffman!! we miss you king

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My helpless male secretary that I scald with hot coffee & blow smoke into his face whenever he is working.

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Anyway ima keep this as an anti skinny shaming rant page. But ur gonna get the random shit every once in a while hehe.

I fucking hate when fatasses will literally build up fat bitches who complain abt being insecure but when skinny girls open up abt there insecurities, fat bitches will comment “lol insecure” “insecure” “lol id rather be fat and confident than skinny hot and insecure” or theyll say “but ur the standard u dont have the right to be insecure” i get they mean that last one as a compliment but it never feels that way like sure im the standard for some but that doesnt mean we dont get bullied. It just feels like theyre trying ti invalidate our traumas.

literally just self emmolate u fucking cunts. Always body positivity till its a skinny girl. Always women should build up other women till its a skinny girl.

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“You’re so lucky, I wish I were that skinny.” No, you don’t.

I eat. A lot. Way more than people expect.

I eat full meals, I snack at midnight, I say yes to dessert. And yet—nothing. No weight gain. No curves appearing. No change. My body stays the same: fragile-looking wrists, protruding collarbones, legs that seem too thin for the ground they walk on.

And because of that, people assume. They assume I’m starving myself. They assume I have an eating disorder. They assume I want attention. They assume I should feel lucky.

But what they don’t see is the truth. They don’t see how hard it is to live in a body that doesn’t feel like yours. They don’t see the way your stomach twists—not from hunger, but from shame—when someone says, – “God, do you even eat?” They don’t hear the whispers when you walk away from the table, – “She probably throws it up anyway.” They don’t notice how your heart sinks when your friends roll their eyes and mutter, – “I wish I had your problem,” as if feeling invisible is a blessing.

I’ve spent years trying to love a body that people think is already perfect—because it's thin.

But the world doesn’t understand what this kind of thin feels like. They don’t understand the panic of looking in the mirror and seeing more bone than body. They don’t understand the sadness of trying on ten outfits and watching every single one hang like you're just a coat hanger. They don’t understand the isolation of being told you're "so lucky" while secretly hating the skin you're in.

Because yes—being underweight is a body image issue. Yes—skinny girls cry too. Yes—we deal with shame, pressure, and expectations that cut just as deep.

But no one talks about it. Because when you’re skinny, the world assumes you’re winning.

We hear so much about body positivity now, and don't get me wrong—it's beautiful. But it's often reserved for bodies that are thick, curvy, “real.” Like ours aren’t real too. Like we’re not woman enough to be celebrated. Like our insecurities don’t count because we’re “lucky.”

Let me say this loud and clear: Being skinny does not equal happiness. Being skinny does not protect you from pain. Being skinny does not mean you feel beautiful, desired, feminine, or strong.

There are days I hate the way my ribs show when I lie down. Nights I’ve cried in dressing rooms because nothing fits—again. Moments I’ve envied girls with full hips and soft thighs, not because I think they’re better, but because I wish I knew what it felt like to look like a woman.

There are times I get mad at myself for not accepting my body. And then mad again at the world—for making me feel like I should.

I’m tired. Tired of pretending I’m okay when comments cut like knives. Tired of laughing off, – “Damn, you’re just bones.” Tired of being told to eat a burger, like that’s going to magically fix everything. Tired of making myself small so other people feel better about themselves.

Because guess what? I do eat the burger. I do eat the pizza. I do eat the damn cake. And I’m still this size. Because that’s just how my body works.

And I’m done apologizing for that.

I don’t owe anyone explanations for my size. I don’t owe the world an “I’m trying” or “I know I look skinny.” This is my body. This is my frame. This is the vessel I live in—and I won’t keep shrinking myself emotionally just because I’m small physically.

Yes, I want to feel stronger. Yes, I sometimes wish I could gain weight and feel more "normal." But more than anything? I want peace.

I want freedom—from judgmental stares, ignorant comments, assumptions, and pressure. I want to exist in my body without defending it. I want to walk through the world and not feel like a myth to be explained, or a flaw to be corrected.

And to every girl reading this who’s been told she's too thin, who’s been shamed for something that isn’t her fault, who’s cried in silence because no one thinks she’s allowed to feel broken:

You are not broken. You are not sick. You are not a problem to be fixed.

You are enough. Right now. Just like this.

And if no one has told you today—your body deserves respect. Your pain is valid. And you are not alone.

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I want to talk about skinny shaming, and how it’s often dismissed even in communities that pride themselves on inclusivity, whether left-leaning or right-leaning.

When we hear phrases like “body positivity” or “women of all sizes,” they almost always center on larger bodies which is important and necessary. But somewhere along the way, we began to tolerate even encourage — the shaming of naturally thin women.

I see posts like “If you're skinny in 2025, grow up.” “Real women have meat on their bones.”

These statements are everywhere. And they hurt — because they’re talking about people like me. I’m all bones. I’ve always had a BMI of 16–17. Not due to an eating disorder. Not because I’m chasing unrealistic beauty standards. That’s simply how my body exists.

So when I hear “real women have curves,” I can’t help but ask: Then what am I? Not real? Not woman enough?

I know this might sound like an “all lives matter” derailment — but that’s not what I’m trying to do. I’m not trying to take space from fat liberation or plus-size representation. I’m pointing out how even in supposedly body-positive spaces, thin bodies especially naturally, extremely thin ones are still misunderstood, mocked, or erased.

The “skinny” bodies we see celebrated in mainstream media whether liberal or conservative often aren’t even that thin. They usually belong to women with average BMIs. That’s not the kind of body I’m talking about. (sydney sweeney, emily ratajkowski, etc)

I'm talking about the kind of thinness that makes people uncomfortable. The kind that gets labeled “unhealthy,” “childlike,” “unsexy,” or “not woman enough.” A body that doesn’t fit into the curated molds of either side of the political spectrum too thin to be relatable, too thin to be empowered, too thin to be accepted.

It’s frustrating because both liberal and conservative media tend to glorify the same narrow range: not too fat, not too thin. Anything outside that zone gets excluded — or criticized.

And here’s the thing: I support fat women. I understand when they say that doctors don’t take them seriously because of their weight. But I have the same problem from the opposite end. I’ve been dismissed at the doctor’s office too. I’ve been told, over and over again, to “just eat more.” As if my thinness disqualifies me from experiencing health issues, discomfort, or agency over my own body.

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we should all kill ourselves

The fading fate of Nastasya.

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i am a TERF

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Raj just quitting alex's bullshit because he's got desi parents who would whoop his ass if he's involved in anything not study related was so real.

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nigel writing in his diary : alex is an egocentric megalomaniac with delusions of grandeur 🥺💗

alex after reading that: i need to kidnap him for just one night.

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is this anything

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This illustration by redkatherinee caused a heated discussion between women on social media.

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not a lot of people will understand!!

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