June in NYC: Knicks fever, Gay Pride, Juneteenth, World Cup kickoff, almost immaculate vibes, 9.5/10
July in NYC: Taylor Swift wedding, 105 degrees, building almost collapsed, Mexico eliminated, Cyclosporiasis, Legionnaires' outbreak, 1.5/10
It's hilarious that there's a whole fanbase that wants this boy to be some tortured art and literature intellectual but he's really just a NYC wigga dude bro who loves bad bitches and coke.
I am a Carrie Bradshaw defender but I cannot defend the indefensible. She was absolutely out of her mind to invite Big to Aidan's country house. By far the most thoroughly sick and twisted stunt she ever pulled.