Jan 23, 2008 15:44
i stole this from jillian.
I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you.
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
seriously. I have never been affected by the death of a celebrity like I have been with the death of Heath Ledger. I don't know why I am so. sad. about it. I think its because I appreciated him and his talent so much. Yes, he was STUNNINGLY GORGEOUS. But it's not just that--especially in movies like Brokeback--he had the ability to actually make a person feel something, and transport them out of their world and into his. He became his characters, and they became him. And as much as it is stupid to mourn him, because I never knew him and I knew I never would--there is a comfort you feel in knowing that this person that you admire and adore is still breathing and walking this earth. It is such a huge loss to his family, and to the world. Ok, he was battling drugs, but he was one of the most decent, respectable people in the industry. I loved how he wasn't always in the public eye, wasn't flaunting his talent, wasn't using his looks to get him whatever he wanted. Oh, Heath. The world lost an amazing person yesterday--you will be missed.