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[exsequar]

I feel nauseous.

Heath was such a positive and bright presence in my adolescence - I bet there's less than a handful of you that hasn't seen 10 Things I Hate About You or A Knight's Tale. And then he proved himself to be so much more than a pretty face, turning in a performance that was lightyears beyond just "a gay cowboy," and I was so fucking proud of him.

And now he's dead.

I had no idea anything was even wrong. That's why this hurts so much - it's just so out of the blue.

RIP, Heath. You will be missed.

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[fairestcat]

I remember seeing 10 Things I Hate About You in the theater. It was my freshman year in college and we were looking for something light and fluffy and distracting to watch, but we didn't really expect it to be so good. I remember that we walked out of the movie going "OMG, who was THAT," squeed shamelessly all the way back to campus and then looked Heath up on imdb the second we walked in the door. It sounds pretentious to say it, but watching that movie, I saw a star being born, I just knew that he was the one whose movies I'd be watching for years to come. And now he's gone.

I'm still in shock, I think. Just numb.