A Few Thoughts on Taylor + Tom, Part VII

I think I’ll join the chorus and inquire about what, if anything, Tom Hiddleston is thinking.

I don’t get his recent actions, either.

Is he trying to copy me? Because if that’s his intent, he’s failing horribly at it. See, I’m not Taylor’s sycophant. I hang out with her because I’m her muse, her sometimes BFF, her sometimes frenemy, and, like many younger, sheltered celebrities, her sometimes father.

Seriously. I’ve talked about this before. I speak the girls’ language because I like it, obviously, but also because I need to connect with them because I need to raise them to an extent. You know, to make sure that they don’t fall into the typical starlet’s trap of drugs, illiterate sub-normal IQ “bad boys”, and general groundlessness. In Taylor’s case, I’ve been guiding her and educating her in the ways of the world now for 8 years at least. So I’m not doing it like… him.

So sure, I talk like Regina George, sometimes. Or I mean, I would be talking like her had she been smarter. But you knew that.

*Sigh*…

But back to Tom… IDK what’s he’s doing. Dude CAN’T be happy. It just doesn’t look like he’s in his element.

Now that I think about it, even back when I was in that horrific depression I didn’t act like Tom. I always maintained composure… mostly. I felt bad, and kind of lost, but I don’t think I ever came across like I felt myself beneath Taylor, or something like that. Or that I didn’t have a place for myself, there with her and her friends. And I guess that I always managed to stand above Taylor and the rest in my own way, despite how awful everything else was.

Tom just seems… like he doesn’t even have that, kinda. His place, there, with Karlie, Cara, Halston and Abigail. Where is it?

I mean, I get where it is. That’s obvious. But it just isn’t there. Where it should be.

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