Keep it in the closet

Our sin, is in the fact that we only saw 或者 wanted to see what "we" created -a persona, and not, a "person". Michael Jackson was a pure, gifted, and deeply caring MAN who, at the end of the day.. had certain "ailments"..."feelings"..."hopes"...and need for "love" (just like the rest of us). HOW DARE WE JUDGE HIM.

I am a black female, 37, and loyal Michael Jackson 粉丝 who's 'heartbroken'. Just "sick" with emotion and disbelief over what appears to be the most evident TRUTH regarding "who" MJ was.

We can't allow this secret to stay undisclosed. For "MICHAEL", we have to set the record straight...

July 4, 1982


“Baby come out of the bathroom ok” Michael 说 “ok” I replied. “ Baby can we celebrate it’s the Fourth of July, I wanna take 你 out to eat, it can make up for when 你 ran out on me” He joked. “ Haha that’s not funny Mikey but of course” “Ooh Mikey I like that one but i like daddy better and we have to go to the mall to get 你 a dress” Michael 说 “You’re so bad baby and we can just stop 由 my house 你 don’t have to buy anything new” “Only the best for my babygirl” Mikey replied “ok so how are 你 going to get into a mall without loads...

July 3rd, 1982

In my head I was just thinking wow Michael wants me to spend the night, of course I want to “Yes I’d 爱情 to” “ok great, do 你 wanna go 由 your house and get clothes…. Nvm 你 can wear my clothes” “Well what about underclothes?” “Theres a 商店 in the hotel I’m at” “ ok then let’s go” “Wait we have to check how many tickets we have” “ok” We went to go see how much tickets we have and we had 5,034 tickets “Holy crap I didn’t think we got that much tickets” mike 说 “well 你 did win a lot of games, 你 really killed the Mario game like...

Written 由 Michael Jackson And Paul Anka

One, Two, Three, Four

This is it, here I stand
I'm the light of the world, I feel grand
Got this 爱情 I can feel
And I know yes for sure it is real

And it feels as though I've your face a thousand times
And 你 说 你 really know me to yourself
And I know that 你 got addicted with your eyes
But 你 say 你 gonna live it yourself

Oh

I never heard a single word about you
Falling in 爱情 wasn't my plan
I never thought that I would be your lover
Come on baby just understand

This is it, I can say
I'm the light of the world, run away
We can feel, this is real
Every time...

Two weeks later, 冬青, 冬青树 sits crossed legged in John Branca’s office 长椅, 沙发 on a rainy Thursday afternoon trying to interview a potential manager. After three possible candidates, the only thing she has established is that her eyes are now beginning to hurt after all the eye rolling she has been doing in-between the candidate’s 屁股 kissing. She knows what she is looking for and it is not these men who seem like “yes” people. 冬青, 冬青树 is looking for someone who makes an entrance, an impact and who will most importantly get the job done. John looks over at 冬青, 冬青树 who is staring off into space...