Friday, June 26, 2009
" To the King of Pop ; 5:47 PM "
I can't believe he died.
What a legacy. Give it up for the Man In the Mirror, people.
I can't believe my children will grow up not knowing who Michael Jackson was.
bad enough they won't know that Pluto was a planet (can't believe the segregate planets because of size)
Its just a little hard to believe.
I don't think anyone else's talent can compare with MJ's, nothing beats thriller, chart topping hit selling 51 million copies, which is the ultimate most popular song in the world.
The guy is creeps, yes, but he can't help but be so troubled, living such a depressing "childhood" and lack of normal kid stuff. Imagine, instead of running away from girls with cooties, you're donning glittered shirts with shiny shoes getting ready to take up the mic with the cameras rolling.
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So give it up for the King of Pop, and he'll live in our hearts for life.
Sometimes I wish I had just a little bit more depth to myself.
I don't know what happened to the person whom was referred to as "HER ENGLISH IS PRO" in primary school.
I think it outgrew me.
