Heathy baby,
I love you. You know I do. I think you are the most attractive man in the universe. But if you make one more depressing love story I am going to have to break up with you and hold out hope for someone else.
As I write this, I watch the end of the movie Candy. It was good, don't get me wrong, but it's tragic. And I know you like to flex those acting muscles, but any chance I can get A Knight's Tale 2 or 11 Things I Hate About You? That was a nice movie. Nice and neat in the end. I like those. I like it when Heath gets the girl in the end and you both stay alive and live happily ever after. You have your indie-cred. You got the nomination. Now give us ladies what we want instead of constantly flipping us off (or wait, is that only the papparazzi?).
And almost showing your peen in the movie? Tease.
While your next project where you play The Joker really excites me, I need a feel good film. Even Michelle made The Baxter. It was indie-light, but light all the same. So whaddya say Heath honey? Please, for me? Just a light romantic comedy? It'll put Matilda through college!
Love,
Your Dearest Jones
P.S. Next indie film you do, whip out the peen, the world is waiting.
P.P.S. Take a shower, you look crusty.
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That is the movie that made me fall head over heels in love with him. That blond hair, that bravery, that moment where he was sewn into a sack...ugh, if only he knew how deep my devotion is. I suspect he would kick Jen Lindley and Matilda to to the curb so she can party with Grams and we can celebrate our lives together. Naked.
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