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I upendo and miss Michael Jackson about 100 billion% so very much. wewe are my most precious Rudy red rose Michael. I miss wewe 😢😢😢😢😢😢😭😭😭😭😭😭😞😩😔😔 100 billion% so very much. wewe are so sexy and handsome,good looking,nice,kind,precious,perfect,amazing,loving,trusting,respectful,resposlible Michael Jackson. Rest In Peace Michael Jackson 😭😭😭😢😢😢😭😭😞😩😔. Do wewe upendo me Michael Jackson do you? He is the most kindest person that I would ever meet I am not lying at all I promise 🙌🙌. wewe never ever did anything I mean anything to hurt someone something illegal au mean in all his life.



Sincerely Yours P.S Rest In Peace Michael Jackson I will never forget au stop loving au missing wewe ever 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😢😢😢💋💋. XOXO upendo RIP to:Michael Jackson from:Leslie Mae Kathryn Woods a 12 almost 13 mwaka old girl that lives in the USA in Hebron ,Kentucky
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Three weeks later on the eve before Michael leaves to finish the last leg of his tour with his brothers, Michael and holly have been desperately trying to pretend everything is normal. But when holly sees Michael pull out his suitcase to start packing as she starts cooking chajio, chakula cha jioni she gets a sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach. When he started this tour, it wasn't that big of a deal because they weren't living together, but now that they were things were different. Both of them didn't want to admit how quickly they got used to seeing each other every night and having the comfort of knowing...
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Michael can’t sleep as he sits on his kitanda with The Twilight Zone running in the background of the television. It seems like lately, he can’t sleep and it seems to be getting worse as he gets older. His mind wanders with thoughts, fears, hopes, and of course music. Well, that’s what his mind usually is thinking about, tonight it’s about Holly. Michael can’t seem to erase the thought of them kissing each other and how it felt tonight. One thing was for certain; he wanted zaidi and it intimidated him. He looks at his watch that reads three thirty a.m. The only other person who would...
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Well, I don't even know where to begin... I started on fanpop back in 2008/2009 (somewhere around there), and during that time I really didn't have many friends. I was always viewed as a weirdo, au something stupid. I had a major obsession with Michael Jackson. It was his art, his music, how he put so much passion and soul into his ART. I loved it. It fascinated me, and always will. He was such a caring person, and people did him wrong. In a way, I felt like I could relate too... Keep in mind, I was only 12-13 years old at the time. (I'm 21 now, and my math skills really ain't good here, okay!!)...
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The booming sounds of rhythmic beats pound in Westlake Studio A as holly sits at the mixing board. Her long hair pulled back in a ponytail as the mashabiki are on full blast to beat out the hot Californian summer heat wave of 1979. Even in her daisy duke shorts and tank top, she can still feel her skin sticking to the vinyl chair. As the beats go she sits with paper in front of her and writes corresponding lyrics that come to her, sometimes humming, others imba out loud. The time in her studio was her saving grace lately; especially her and Michael haven’t been as close lately, not kwa Michael’s...
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The days turn into weeks, and the weeks turn into months to nearly a mwaka as Michael is away in New York. Whenever he wasn’t rehearsing au in a costume fitting, his mind always shifted back to holly – wondering what she was doing, if she was alright au happy. There were so many times he wanted to call and talk to her, but every time he would Diana would want to talk to him au ask him for his help with the dance steps. When she did, everything else seemed to slip away as he reverted back to that nyota struck eleven-year-old boy once again, pining over a woman whom he could never have –...
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Less than a week has passed since The Mike Douglas onyesha and Michael cannot get holly out of his mind. Her bold yet angelic voice is still ringing in his ears. No matter what he has been doing she somehow manages to pop back into his mind where he tries desperately to shake it off, but to no avail. He was hoping she would stop kwa for a visit like he suggested, but nothing. Perhaps it was too mbele of him? Maybe his niceness was misconstrued as creepy to Mrs. Williams. The thought has made him scratch his head multiple times. Luckily he has been working on songs to keep him occupied till the...
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posted by ajagirly18
When I was young, I never even knew au met Michael Jackson. But, my opinion is that he was a very talented artist and a loving, caring person to everyone. His songs make me dance and sing every time. The media and the false rumors and bad names about him I will never believe. I dislike when people call him Wako Jacko. It's not nice. Also when people say that he was guilty, I watched his trial on Tv and he was innocent. They wanted to use prejudice and stereotype against him because he was different. MJ haters beat it. We do not need that from you. Obviously, everyone can't be the same.That...
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So my story began when i was 5/6 years old, i was watching the TV when the onyesha got interrupted kwa a breaking news that alisema "Famous Singer Michael Jackson Died at 50" i didn't think much of it and changed the channel.

Then my mom burst out of the room crying, i asked "what's the matter", she alisema "Michael Jackson died"
I got curious then ask "Who's Michael Jackson?" she told me what an amazing person and fantastic human being he was, and i alisema "How good are his musics, anyway?"
My mom then played my first MJ song, Black au White, i immediately fell in upendo with him and started listening to his...
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posted by carnivalcity
I wish I could express just how strong my upendo for Michael Jackson is. He was such an amazing man and I wish I could've at least hugged him back when he was still alive, but I was too busy dealing with my rough early childhood. He makes me feel like I'm not alone though. I can't explain just how much him and his muziki help me. I want to be like him in so many ways. He was always such a beautiful man and a little boy at heart, keeping this sense of innocence and this imagination that most lose. I promise I'll never lose any of that either. I couldn't if I wanted to. It's such a part of me. Sharing it with Michael makes me so happy and knowing he would've loved me too makes me feel even better. He was very misunderstood and so am I. I wish he'd felt less alone and had zaidi who could see into his soul with love. I upendo him in all the ways possible and I respect and look up to him so damned much. I can't say it better than that. I upendo you, Michael.
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