So after days of putting off watching the last two episodes of Chuck because I was in denial, I finally did.

Call me melodramatic but I was literally  ugly crying from the start of episode 12 until the last few seconds of episode 13. I tend to cry a lot over these things. And I wish I could show that much empathy in real life situations too.

I know, I know. Some people would call me shallow but I’ve practically grown emotionally attached to these people. I’ve spent a good deal of time watching Chuck. I practically ran to chuck when I was depressed. No, really. I think I spent 2 whole weeks without leaving the house and all I did was watch Chuck (I was going through a terrible break up, okay?)

Anyway, I am rambling. I do not make sense, I am delirious.

Hold me, I’m weak. 

WHY MUST CHUCK END? WHYYYYYYY

I’ll miss CHUCK and I need time to grieve so I’ll be watching season 1 again. You know, to wallow in pain and misery.

DON’T JUDGE ME.

(Source: dontgiveachuck)