Tom Hiddleston by Desmond Muckian
You still don’t trust me, brother? Would you? No, I wouldn’t.
HOLY JESUS CHRIST.
I’M GOING TO FUCKING THROW UP.
MY STOMACH AS DROPPED AND I HAVE DIED YOU’RE ALL WELCOME TO ATTEND MY FUNERAL
Tom (tries to) talk about how he chooses scripts
Did Tom really just apologize for being in the picture with the car.