i’m still and slowly coming to terms with it.
y’all know how much i loved heath. ever since 10 things i hate about you, with his boyish shrug-grin and a knight’s tale, with his chivalric courtly romance.
it’s hard to believe that i’m not going to hear any more news of him. hard to believe i won’t send mass text msgs about his new girlfriend, or mass text msgs about how he has broken up with them because he has realized that he ought to be with me.
i realize i never actually knew him but he always came off as such an artistic, genuine person, with all the depth in the world. he always smiled so warmly and he was so beautiful in such a natural way. not polished and overly groomed like some of hollywood… he seemed like such a loving father and i can’t imagine being Matilda right now. As an actor, he was so underrated and so, so talented.
he’s the only person i know with the name of my favorite victorian tragic lover.
i only hope that this was indeed an accident, it would absolutely shatter my heart to learn that he really was that unhappy in this world.
i send you all of my love.
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