
I feel that you have to look past the whole little penis touching, lay-in-bed, touch me fancy, McCully Culkin lover, sick-ass-motherfucker, and see the real beauty in Michael. Look past the totaly sickness and remember P.Y.T., and Man in the Mirror, and ofcourse Thriller. As artists in todays world, the sicker you are the better. Woody Allen, who um, yes, married his 'adopted' daughter. Look past the person and see the beauty right?.................mh.
Read rest of Michael Jacksons story from Billboard,
Happy Day of the Dead
im going to go Beat It
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