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This article from The New York Times published just two months ago shed a new light on the untimely death of Heath Ledger:
“I stressed out a little too much,” Mr. Ledger said.
He tends to do that. He is here in London filming the latest episode of the “Batman”franchise, “The Dark Knight.” (Mr. Bale, as it happens, plays Batman; Mr. Ledger plays the Joker.) It is a physically and mentally draining role — his Joker is a “psychopathic, mass-murdering, schizophrenic clown with zero empathy” he said cheerfully — and, as often happens when he throws himself into a part, he is not sleeping much.
“Last week I probably slept an average of two hours a night,” he said. “I couldn’t stop thinking. My body was exhausted, and my mind was still going.” One night he took an Ambien, which failed to work. He took a second one and fell into a stupor, only to wake up an hour later, his mind still racing.
Even as he spoke, Mr. Ledger was hard-pressed to keep still. He got up and poured more coffee. He stepped outside into the courtyard and smoked a cigarette. He shook his hair out from under its hood, put a rubber band around it, took out the rubber band, put on a hat, took off the hat, put the hood back up. He went outside and had another cigarette. Polite and charming, he nonetheless gave off the sense that the last thing he wanted to do was delve deep into himself for public consumption. “It can be a little distressing to have to overintellectualize yourself,” is how he put it, a little apologetically.
“I stressed out a little too much,” Mr. Ledger said.
He tends to do that. He is here in London filming the latest episode of the “Batman”franchise, “The Dark Knight.” (Mr. Bale, as it happens, plays Batman; Mr. Ledger plays the Joker.) It is a physically and mentally draining role — his Joker is a “psychopathic, mass-murdering, schizophrenic clown with zero empathy” he said cheerfully — and, as often happens when he throws himself into a part, he is not sleeping much.
“Last week I probably slept an average of two hours a night,” he said. “I couldn’t stop thinking. My body was exhausted, and my mind was still going.” One night he took an Ambien, which failed to work. He took a second one and fell into a stupor, only to wake up an hour later, his mind still racing.
Even as he spoke, Mr. Ledger was hard-pressed to keep still. He got up and poured more coffee. He stepped outside into the courtyard and smoked a cigarette. He shook his hair out from under its hood, put a rubber band around it, took out the rubber band, put on a hat, took off the hat, put the hood back up. He went outside and had another cigarette. Polite and charming, he nonetheless gave off the sense that the last thing he wanted to do was delve deep into himself for public consumption. “It can be a little distressing to have to overintellectualize yourself,” is how he put it, a little apologetically.
Res žalostna novica, predvsem za njegovo družino in hčerkico.
Vzrok smrti sicer še ni znan, bo potrebno počakati obdukcijo, vendar naj bi po vsej verjetnosti šlo za samomor, prevelik odmerek uspavalnih tablet, čeprav pravijo, da naj bi šlo za nesrečo.
Je pa res, da se je zadnje čase po ločitvi boril z hudo depresijo.
Kakor koli, naj leti z angeli.
R.I.P.
Vzrok smrti sicer še ni znan, bo potrebno počakati obdukcijo, vendar naj bi po vsej verjetnosti šlo za samomor, prevelik odmerek uspavalnih tablet, čeprav pravijo, da naj bi šlo za nesrečo.
Je pa res, da se je zadnje čase po ločitvi boril z hudo depresijo.
Kakor koli, naj leti z angeli.
R.I.P.
Jz sem včeri ponoč, ko sem zvedla, kar jokat začela. Meni je bil on tko fajen. Baje je vzel preveč pomirjeval al enih tablet, ki jihje jedu za depresijo
Pa še z Gemmo Ward je baje hodu zj. Popoln par bi bla




Pa še z Gemmo Ward je baje hodu zj. Popoln par bi bla


Dame mas quiero mas
De esa bendita forma en que me miras
Solo tu, solo yo
Caricias que me roben la razon
De esa bendita forma en que me miras
Solo tu, solo yo
Caricias que me roben la razon
Novico sem slišala zjutraj po radiu in dokler nisem prišla do računalnika sem mislila, da sem zadeve narobe slišala. Žalostna novica, resnično, zdaj je tako brezveze rečt, ampak vseeno, le zakaj mu ni nekdo ponudil pomoči, še posebej me to bega zaradi dejstva, da je bil dalj časa depresiven in da so njegovi prijatelji celo komentirali, da so njegovo smrt pričakovali
Žal mi je njegove hčerkice, ki bo rasla brez očeta...
R.I.P.

Žal mi je njegove hčerkice, ki bo rasla brez očeta...

R.I.P.