I thought we could work through this together. I'm not emotional! The sunset here is ugly and cold. Wilbur is cold, too. The place he built looks nice, but I can't stay here. I'll make a jukebox with the first diamond I get, even if I have no disc to play. I will see you, someday.
Tommy
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Letters {TommyInnit and Tubbo_} [NOT A SHIP]
Fanfiction// trigger warning // -very angsty -suicide -depression -good times. This fic is about Tommy's slow spiral into depression through letters to Tubbo and letters back. It's probably not going to follow the main storyline, as I wrote it all in one n...