This weekend woke up with this terrible news, Paul Walker, one of my favorite actors is dead. Still I can't believe it, I'm sure that everybody feel the same, is this feel when you don't meet someone in person but you feel like that, because you grow up with him, with his movies, with his life..
I feel weird, very weird, sad? No, angry, Sometimes I don't understand this life but I have accept it.
He was killed in a car wreck in Santa Clarita, California. Yes, that irony right?
Part of it was that Walker always seemed, on and offscreen, like a decent, unwarped human. He'd show up to interviews wearing shirts from Kmart and somehow manage to read that fact into the record without coming off like a reverse-douche. When he died, he'd just left a car show he'd organized through his charity foundation, Reach Out Worldwide, to benefit survivors of Typhoon Haiyan. Even leaving all that out, you'd have to be a troll or a ghoul not to feel for the 15-year-old daughter
He has 40 years old, all life for live. Your spirits are wounded,always in our heart,in my heart, the heaven have an Angel.
