Fuck Thom Indeed.

I've always felt a bit bad about Tom. Or Thom. He was a lovely boy whom ate samosas and sent me silly pictures of him reading the paper at university. I was madly in love with him, but I fucked him over badly for a stupid relationship with IAN - Gross.
I of course, realise now that my relationship with Tom was doomed from the beginning. More so by the Atlantic Ocean, and not Mr. Ball.

Obviously I'm very bad at being in long distance relationships. My own with Andrew is a teeter totter of confusion, frustration, and down right madness. With Tom, it was an idealistic romance with a man-boy that I barely knew, but wanted to very badly. He was incredible to me, and I suppose the end of our relationship bothers me because he was never anything but incredible to me. He's the John Lennon of my love life, so to speak.
But now, with Rob returning to my literal existence, I find Tom very awful. I'm saddened that he would dump two of his friends for the sake of his girlfriend. Or rather, he would use his girlfriend as an exscuse to dump two of his best friends.

Mr. Taylor was always an "I-am-pyschologically-brilliant and constantly-right-period" type. I found it absolutely awful hearing his opinions of his friends from time-to-time. He expected so much of them, and in return, gave them accusatory commentary and moral and emotional guilt trips straight from his pyschology textbook. I never knew how bad at he was, until Rob told me he no longer speaks to him. How awful that is.
I'm afraid Tom will one day be very lonely unless he learns to understand that the rest of us stupid and silly mortals are very far away from perfectly sane.
But I am ever so happy that Rob has returned. He's told me in an email that he's dating a "proper boy" who has published two books on Wiccan culture. That is fucking rad. I'm terribly enthused by this coupling. I suppose his relationship with an author also compliments the fact that Roberto wears a proper tweed jacket, as he roams around the libraries of Glasgow. I am so jealous!

Tom is missing out on an excellent fellow. I'm glad that Rob doesn't mind his absence and I'm glad that Rob has found his corner of paradise to exist in.