#walt&jesse

[izzythehutt]

[yi-bang-yi-yi]

Loving these two sooooooooooo much!!!

[waiterwhite-blog]

walt and jesse literally need to get married.

[waiterwhite-blog]

I can see the sexual frustration that you have with Jesse in your eyes Walt. I can see it clearly.

[waiterwhite-blog]

But like Walt's just like, "yeah yeah your cool Gale," and in his mind he's saying 'damn Jess where are you I miss you too much babe'

[waiterwhite-blog]

Another thing

You didn't know where you were going. You just kept on driving and driving; ecstatic about your escape. Where to go? You weren't sure. Your happiness just told you to keep going keep going keep going.

All of those dead bodies. They were fading from your mind. All the blood was fading from your mind. You wanted to forget everything. The thing is, you couldn't.

There was one person that kept coming back to you. The one person that caused you all this pain in the first place.

It didn't start out that way. It was innocent enough. You would both work together to earn a major cash, no strings attached.

But both of you, both of you were attached. You both started to bond, have each others backs.

You start remembering all those little moments at the beginning. The happy times in the RV, finding him smoking in your house like a dork, high-fiving each other in pure joy. He was a real dork. All those times in his underwear.

He got you out of some tough things too. The situation with Tuco. After the beating you took he went back to get the fill. He took care of that for you. When you were both knee-deep, you got out of it. Tuco; the showdown. You both took care of it. You both got out of so much. 

Hank said he cared about you. You laughed, "Yeah sure, Mr. White's gay for me," You didn't believe him.

Thinking back to that, to what Hank said. He might've been right. Mr White did care about you.

You just couldn't see it. He went crazy; did some pretty messed up things to you, but, in the end, he still got you out of that jam.

But, your high school chemistry teacher, he was dead now. The teacher that started this for his family because of his cancer, that man sounds harmless.

He was dead.

You find yourself stopping in the darkness. The car slows down.

Mr. White. He's dead.

Somehow you forgive him now. After his death. You forgive him. He really did care about you. Saving you again, was his apology. Saving you for the last time.

Bye Mr. White.