I think it's kind of beautiful that wherever Tim's name is, Sasha's isn't far behind. I think he'd actually really love how much his life is defined by his love for his friends. His love for Sasha, his love for his brother, his care for Jon, his teasing affection for Martin. He may have gotten bitter and suicidal and spiraled out and then exploded everywhere, but i think it's an honor of his to die surrounded by friends, to join friends, and to have his life ultimately defined by how much he loved. His love drove him to hatred and action, but it was still love.











