Oh and all the ways that you won't bend Are the only ways I live my life
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Oh and all the ways that you won't bend Are the only ways I live my life
for @bluepercy-percyblue
quitting my job to focus on something I’m really passionate about: listening to music
Put It On Me by Matt Maeson
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matt maeson “waltz right in” // the x-files
Did you ever think about how Baby Buck looked at the 118 and decided "This. This is what family looks like." only for Bobby to remind him again again that it was a job, they'd never be a family. (How could Bobby ever be a part of a family again?) Up until Buck forced his way into one of Bobby's lowest moments, up until Buck told him he was allowed to ask for help, and Hen told him redwoods bend with the wind. Do you think Bobby ever thought about how his first experience with addiction took his son away? Do you think he thought about how his relapse brought him a son?
Do you think Buck thought about how alone Bobby was after the apartment fire? Do you think seeing everyone come together to support him made him think about how Bobby's life could have been different if he had the same support as Buck?
Do you think about how Buck had been searching everywhere for a sign from Bobby, a connection to Bobby? In confession booths, in cookies, in Ouija boards. Do you think he thought about finding that sobriety chip when he walked into his first meeting? Do you think he finally found Bobby there?
Because I did. A lot. So I made this about it.
i got possessed by visions and spent two nights on this, here you go ❤️🩹
Are we laughing at the danger?
Are we dancing after death, you and I?
Mood rn