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a família de heath ledger escreveu uma linda e triste despedida em um jornal australiano. eu gostava dele. fiquei emo com a morte que parece num ter sido proposital…
o pai, kim, escreveu:
“‘Heatho,’ ‘Beef,’ . . . my beautiful boy, so loving, so talented, so independent, so caring, so young . . . no more chess games mate . . . this is it, couldn’t beat you anyway!
My body aches for the sound of your voice, our chats, our laughs and our life and times together.”
Your truly varied artistic skills, insatiable desire to improve and eclectic abilities set you apart from any other person on the planet . . . it had only just started for you … and for us to further enjoy. We were one, in soul and commitment. Just . . . Father and Son. I will love you forever, Dad.”
a mãe, sally:
“Our darling boy, special in so many ways to all of us. You knew you were so loved. You lived life with courage and daring and we are so grateful for the wonderful times we shared. We will be there for Matilda. Your loving Mamma, Rog and Ash.”
A irmã mais velha, Katie:
“I can hardly breathe when I try to write this. We were the ultimate in soul mates. I feel both my heart and life have been torn apart. I loved our special talks, our daily chats from where ever you were in the world.
I especially loved all the precious time we spent together. We were so fortunate to have you as long as we did. You were so many things to so many people, but to me you were just my little brother.
There will never, ever be another “Heath” and I think that in itself is the greatest tragedy.
I will continue to talk with you everyday and love you just as if you were here. You will never leave my thoughts “Roast”, ever.”
a irmã mais nova, olivia:
“You’re my idol, my hero, but most importantly, my loving big brother. I’ll treasure every moment we spent together. I love you Heath, I miss you and pray every night you’re safe.”
a família toda escreveu:
“How do we describe our sudden and tragic loss? … You were the most amazing individual “old soul” in a young man’s body.
You so loved us, as we dearly loved you. As a close knit and very private family unit we have observed you so determined yet quietly travelling in your self-styled path in life, nothing would get in your way … no mountain too tall, no river too wide.
You dreamed your dreams and lived them with passion and intelligent commitment. We have been privileged to accompany you on a ride through life that has simply been amazing and through it all, we have loved each other beyond imagination.
Your true legacy lives on in beautiful little Matilda, who will always remain in the greatest of care. Our hearts are broken . . . Dad and Ines, Mum and Roger, Kate and Nathan, Rori and Scarlett, Ashleigh, Olivia, Elana and Nadia.”
inventaram uma coisa que eu, você e todos nós já quisemos na vida: happy pills. “contra segunda-feira”, “contra a insustentável leveza do ser”, contra qualquer coisa na vida que lhe aperreie. a loja fica em barcelona. você entra, pega uns brebotes e escolhe a prescrição que mais combina com seu estado de espírito. genial, né?
na folha de hoje:
– wikia deseja ajuda dos usuários + humanos são guias de busca por bate-papo + na web 3.0, sites buscarão pelo sentido + faroo e yacy fazem busca na web usando arquitetura p2p + mecanismos visuais criam mapas na rede com resultados + técnicas ajudam a aprimorar posição de site em buscador