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@Ell: And anyway, you know what. I'll tell you how it works.
Here you are sitting on the couch with a bottle of beer - dad, don't deny it. You binge-watch TV shows, comment on them, and demand that they show you model bitches, otherwise your eyes will "leak out." And they have a beer belly, small stature and greasy armpit hair. But your requests are like you're Brad Pitt.
And it's nice for any woman with ANY appearance to look at Dunham, because almost any standard beauty doesn't like something about herself, and here she is - her belly is hanging down, her ass is big, her tits are small, her chin is double, but men love her, she's a star and smart, she writes scripts and starred in TV series based on them. In fucking New York. That's the way it is. And she did it herself. With an ass like that, tits like that, and brains like that.
And you're sitting with your beer at the computer and criticizing it like you're Brad Pitt. I have news for you: you are not Brad Pitt. And in this life, you can at most choose which boobs to look at. And you're still choosing to look at Dunham's boobs, and you're also complaining. Loser.

I don't know how, but for me the finale was in the last episode on such an awesome note. Maybe I'm wrong, but it would be better not to show these "it's been 5 months" and Hannah and the baby, let it all remain a pleasant unknown. Somehow, all this is completely out of place.

It's very bestial to read someone else's diary, and then put phrases on display from there.

Probably the most terrible thing is to recognize yourself in the characters who are most annoying.

If someone had told me when I watched season 1 that Adam was the most normal character in this bunch of freaks, I would have laughed for a long time. And now I'll say this: Adam is the most normal, adult, responsible and wonderful dude in this bunch of childish kids.
Well, Ray is also beautiful, yes.