#tom.

[becareful-tm]

I have so many thoughts about the sheriff oh my god

[holy-reference-in-a-username]

Make justice for Tord please, monsterfy him 🙏

you got it 👍

in pencil bc thats what i had lol

[t-andwood]

[amomentxofhappiness]

@the-life-we-fear wanted a starter from tom for lili

Starting over at a different state, far away from the big pockets of his parents had seemed like the right choice. He had a job, he had rented a little cabin in the woods that didn't look like home to the unabomb*r or a serial killer, it was actually nice--Gwen had approved when they video called. He liked working with his hands at the lumberjack. It was hard work, harder he had ever done (probably harder than any of his inmediate family had ever done), but he liked it. It gave him structure, it gave him a purpose other than feeling sorry for the things he couldn't change.

He had grown tired of social media, of people pointing fingers, of his sisters getting shit on his behalf back home. One night of bad jugment had fucked them all over. Well, no more. Gwen had her life's ambitions all set and so did Laura. Their parents were divorced and happier than he had ever seen them. He was the only one stuck in an endless loop of shit thrown at him and self-pity shit so moving here to this charming little place was good. No one knew who he was or what he had done (or hadn't done, depending on who you asked). If he only knew himself what had really happened that night maybe he could sleep better.

The one thing he had managed to do was drop the heavy drinking. He didn't even miss it. He would only have a couple of beers with the guys from the lumberjack or at dinner from time to time but had none at home. Alcohol and regret were not good friends.

He had also managed to fall back in love with reading--he would read through massive books over the weekend while nursing a small fire in the backyard, listening to the bird, smelling the forest. It was a nice life, nicer than what most people believed he deserved.

Having finished working for the week, he drove to the city and in went into the one good bookshop they hay. He was a regular at this point and wondered what was out there that he hadn't read. When he spotted her, he waved taking off his wool hat--his short hair and ears would freeze without it--and walked towards her. "Hey you. That last one you recommended was great but already finished it. Is there a part 2?"

[director-extraordinare]

Derek, open up.

-@thepianomanonbway

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[theystarsoyco]

tom

[mister-buttons]

All of my bones hurt (this is a normal occurrence). I also had a dream last night where I watched a guy peel and eat an orange with an uncomfortable amount of slices. I couldn’t tell you the number, it was just an uncomfortable amount.

-Tom

?? ... well, hope you feel better tom