Friday, June 26, 2009/8:39 AM
I couldn't believe it. It was everywhere, screaming at me. But I refused to believe my ears.
How could the King of Music not be alive anymore? I wanted to see him so bad.
The way he moved, the way he sang, it was the reason why he was proclaimed a king. A legend.
He was the reason for the existence of so many celebrities that looked up to him.
Sure he was contreversial, but who wasn't? Everyone gets into trouble with the law in America.

Michael Jackson, there can be no one like you on this planet, who can move the way you do, and who can inspire the way you do. thank you for the music.

you. are. BAD.
Forget Billie Jean, because I'm sure as hell she's crying right now.
So have I.

self-proclamation.
My life is not a fascination worth the scrutiny of those who watch over me. Yet, I live amongst thin air and sparkling personalities. I am an avid fan of the KoreanPop scene. So bring me to the number thirteen.

read my lips.

they're watching.

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