I’m really torn between loving that Bones has gotten to a point where she feels comfortable enough to admit she has feelings for Booth and wants to be with him, and HATING that it took this dumbass storyline about dying alone as some spinster aunt to get her there.
UUGGGGHHHH. REMEMBER WHEN BONES WAS ALONE BUT NOT REALLY LONELY BECAUSE SHE WAS AWESOME AND SELF-CONFIDENT AND HAD FRIENDS? REMEMBER WHEN BOOTH WASN’T A TOTAL ASSHOLE AT ALL TIMES?
