I’m tired of not managing to say the right things at the right time. One would think that it’d be easy. Just open your mouth and let the words come because there’s no way that what you feel could be wrong, right? I wish.
also mulder telling the waiters at the restaurant that it was scully’s birthday so they would bring out a cake with a sparkler in it and sing her happy birthday, all leading up to him giving her the first birthday present he ever gave her, for what they both suspected at the time would be her last birthday ever, literally makes me want to die and be dead