Jan 24, 2008 23:31
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 it, 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.
a tribute. to one of my favorite movies. and my favorite actor. and although he didnt say this line, it was directed to him. and i always cry when i see this part. and i cried when i found out. and i have teared up a few times since tuesday. it has been the center of many of my conversations the past few days. me and a few of my friends came to some sort of conclusion today. we think this most recent role--the joker-- seriously screwed him up. like he was possibly possesed. he even said he had been sleeping like 2 hours a night, cuz he just kept thinking. i dont think he commited suicide. no way. i know this sounds crazy, but i think the role he played could have possibly put some kind of evil spirits in him that killed him??
RIP Heath Ledger. you were an absolutely gorgeous man. you will be missed
i think i might name my son Heath.
im already naming my daughter Lorelai. seriously.