Michael...
I touch your soft, smooth, warm skin. My fingers tingle, my puso skips a beat. You're blissfully asleep. Your beautiful face arest and calm. Gourgous tsokolate cloloured, almond-shaped eyes closed. Full, unan lips silghtly opened, breathing quiet breaths. Your cute, silky black curls fall to the side and infront of you angel face.
I wonder what you dream about... Songs, world peace.. all of these beautiful things.
You do a deep sigh, slightly making me jump. You're an angel. I trace your perfect jawline. I wonder if you can feel my gentle touches? If you can, do you like it? I gently ilipat your hair from your face and behind your ear.
Suddenly, you ilipat and your big, warm arms balutin around me. Your scent is deliciously intoxicating. Your body is so warm. ... I'm in Heaven. My puso is racing. Your heartbeat is musical.
I really wish we could be together. I just want to be able to halik your lips. To maybe just halik your cheek. And to feel your lips on mine. In just three years... We could be together.
But you... DO you pag-ibig me like I pag-ibig you? Are you happier when I'm around? Are you sadder when I'm not? Does your puso race at the speed of light when we're close? Do you get shivers at my every word?
I wish we were closer in age...
Your harmonious heartbeat and breath lull me to sleep.
***
I wake up to the murmured sounds of The Three Stooges and your angelic giggles.
"Good morning!" you give me that beautiful Smile. "Sleep well?"
"Yes," I yawn, putting my hand over my mouth.
"Your mother's coming over at 3 to pick you up for your violin lessons," You inform me, a sort of sad tone in your voice.
"Damn," I sigh and sit up.
"I know," you look at me. Your eyes are amazing. I'm actually Nawawala for a minuto until a bonk! on ther TV scares me. You giggle. I'm still tired. I lean on you, and we snuggle and watch TV. Curly's having Trouble with his sweater.
"So," your sweet voice sounds unsure how to start. "Have you found you Girlfriend or boyfriend yet?"
"I have my eye on people..." I blush, not wanting to make it odd. You seem dissapointed. I can tell.
"Like who?" You have that ooh, tell me! voice that you use to cover it up.
"A guy and a girl," I say, giggling and playing with your bed-headed curls. You say, with an amazing chuckle that I'm being cryptic. "Why do you need to know?"
"So if they hurt you, I can get my bodyguards to teach them a lesson," you say in all seriousness. Your eyes have dulled a bit (this happens when you're serious about things like this) and your mouth is pressed in a firm line. Your eyes are looking straight into mine, pleading, If they even look at you in a way you don't like, you tell me. "I really don't wanna see you hurt, Adds." Your eyes get their sparkly-ness (new word :D) back as I hug you. I can feel your puso beat as fast as mine. "Thank you, Michael..." I say softly as you stroke my hair with your hand and whisper, "You're welcome..." Then you say, "You mean so much to me... I don't like seeing you hurt... It makes my stomach twist."
You're so sweet... I nod and you halik my forehead gently. You have no idea how many mga paru-paro are in my stomach right now. How Happy I feel, just from that little halik on the forehead. I can't describe at all my feelings, Michael.
Your caring eyes look into mine. "If you're hurt, physically, emotionally, or-"
"I know, Mike..." I say, sorry to interrupt. "You tell me that every day..."
"Do I tell you that You're My Best Friend everyday?" you ask, a sweet Smile on your face that almost makes me lose my breath.
"Yes," I laugh. "Twice."
"I'm gonna up it to three," then that grin you give me literally makes me have to catch my breath. I giggle. "What's the occasion?"
"You," you say simply.
I'm so happy I'm your best friend and you're mine. We share secrets, play games and giggle with eachother. Just being close to you is amazing. I thank God everyday for you. I've prayed, ever since I heard your voice to meet you.
My prayers have been answered.
*~* End of part one! *~*
If I get good reviews, madami than 3 likes and maybe some constructive critisism (wtf, I dont think that's how you spell it 0-0) and help with spelling errors, I'll make more! :D
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I touch your soft, smooth, warm skin. My fingers tingle, my puso skips a beat. You're blissfully asleep. Your beautiful face arest and calm. Gourgous tsokolate cloloured, almond-shaped eyes closed. Full, unan lips silghtly opened, breathing quiet breaths. Your cute, silky black curls fall to the side and infront of you angel face.
I wonder what you dream about... Songs, world peace.. all of these beautiful things.
You do a deep sigh, slightly making me jump. You're an angel. I trace your perfect jawline. I wonder if you can feel my gentle touches? If you can, do you like it? I gently ilipat your hair from your face and behind your ear.
Suddenly, you ilipat and your big, warm arms balutin around me. Your scent is deliciously intoxicating. Your body is so warm. ... I'm in Heaven. My puso is racing. Your heartbeat is musical.
I really wish we could be together. I just want to be able to halik your lips. To maybe just halik your cheek. And to feel your lips on mine. In just three years... We could be together.
But you... DO you pag-ibig me like I pag-ibig you? Are you happier when I'm around? Are you sadder when I'm not? Does your puso race at the speed of light when we're close? Do you get shivers at my every word?
I wish we were closer in age...
Your harmonious heartbeat and breath lull me to sleep.
***
I wake up to the murmured sounds of The Three Stooges and your angelic giggles.
"Good morning!" you give me that beautiful Smile. "Sleep well?"
"Yes," I yawn, putting my hand over my mouth.
"Your mother's coming over at 3 to pick you up for your violin lessons," You inform me, a sort of sad tone in your voice.
"Damn," I sigh and sit up.
"I know," you look at me. Your eyes are amazing. I'm actually Nawawala for a minuto until a bonk! on ther TV scares me. You giggle. I'm still tired. I lean on you, and we snuggle and watch TV. Curly's having Trouble with his sweater.
"So," your sweet voice sounds unsure how to start. "Have you found you Girlfriend or boyfriend yet?"
"I have my eye on people..." I blush, not wanting to make it odd. You seem dissapointed. I can tell.
"Like who?" You have that ooh, tell me! voice that you use to cover it up.
"A guy and a girl," I say, giggling and playing with your bed-headed curls. You say, with an amazing chuckle that I'm being cryptic. "Why do you need to know?"
"So if they hurt you, I can get my bodyguards to teach them a lesson," you say in all seriousness. Your eyes have dulled a bit (this happens when you're serious about things like this) and your mouth is pressed in a firm line. Your eyes are looking straight into mine, pleading, If they even look at you in a way you don't like, you tell me. "I really don't wanna see you hurt, Adds." Your eyes get their sparkly-ness (new word :D) back as I hug you. I can feel your puso beat as fast as mine. "Thank you, Michael..." I say softly as you stroke my hair with your hand and whisper, "You're welcome..." Then you say, "You mean so much to me... I don't like seeing you hurt... It makes my stomach twist."
You're so sweet... I nod and you halik my forehead gently. You have no idea how many mga paru-paro are in my stomach right now. How Happy I feel, just from that little halik on the forehead. I can't describe at all my feelings, Michael.
Your caring eyes look into mine. "If you're hurt, physically, emotionally, or-"
"I know, Mike..." I say, sorry to interrupt. "You tell me that every day..."
"Do I tell you that You're My Best Friend everyday?" you ask, a sweet Smile on your face that almost makes me lose my breath.
"Yes," I laugh. "Twice."
"I'm gonna up it to three," then that grin you give me literally makes me have to catch my breath. I giggle. "What's the occasion?"
"You," you say simply.
I'm so happy I'm your best friend and you're mine. We share secrets, play games and giggle with eachother. Just being close to you is amazing. I thank God everyday for you. I've prayed, ever since I heard your voice to meet you.
My prayers have been answered.
*~* End of part one! *~*
If I get good reviews, madami than 3 likes and maybe some constructive critisism (wtf, I dont think that's how you spell it 0-0) and help with spelling errors, I'll make more! :D
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michael jackson ( father)
published: Date: 16 October 2009
By: Staff Reporter
NEWBRIDGE
Sliverware are presenting Michael Jackson-The Tribute ''A Once In a Lifetime Exhibition at the Museum of Style Icons from October 24-November 2009.
On June 25,2009,the world came to a sudden standstill in reactionn to the news of the untimely death of the greatest entertainer of all time-Michael Jackson.
Thus free tribute exhibit will showcase the most iconic property from the career of the King of Pop and includes unique memorabilia gifted from Michael to his mga kaibigan and family. These pieces have never before been on public display.
The highlight in the exhibit is Michael Jackson's iconic white glove,from his 1983 performance of Billie Jean at the Motown 25 telebisyon special where he performed the moonwalk for the first time. Michael gifted this glab to Walter Orange,one considered one of the most iconic pieces of Michael Jackson.
Once you came and knocked at my heart
your smile so brilliant, your eyes so smart
Just for you is all my love
you are a gift sent from above
Treasures are rare in life, it's true
I'm the blessed one 'cause I found you
My life was nothing until that day
please now tell me that you are here to stay
You already know how I feel
you can see it is for real
And there's no way to explain
I don't want to try in vain
Nobody told me about love, no
only you taught me all what I know
A fantastical miracle that's what you are
even madami precious than a twinkling star
Can you hear me Michael? My beautiful lover
here I promise you my pag-ibig forever.
i have read your story/article and the comets so far like one "why would mj be hurting his fans" and stuff like that well in a solution if i was THE KING OF POP after all he has BEEN through i can see why he would fake his death not to hurt his fans no. but maby to get away from all the pain and the stuff that he's been through can't you see why if this is true god please let it be true i hope he did fake his death i just want him hear now V_V but who knows we can only hope right now....idk bout you or me but i will still care for michael even if he faked his death and im sure theres superstars who fake there deaths to get away from all the relive and stuff like michael the way the tabloids treated him....can't you see? he has a right/reason to fake his death he's not hurting you or anything if this is true we can only hope but another question....why would he fake it? other than the reasons giving from this article?
The piece has received the name "broken puso stone" because a relief break runs through the puso designed with the imprint of Jackson's left hand. Online auction will take place in natesanders.com and will be February 15 as the petsa of closure. Board dates back to 1984, when Michael Jackson made the impression for the Las Vegas Walk of Fame project that never materialized. The piece was discovered in the basement of the Hotel Riviera in 2006 and was in the hands of a guest, who sold it in 2009 to its current owner for an unknown amount.
I feel so lovely that Michael inspires me even in the most specific ways.
I pag-ibig you madami than anything.
You are my puso and soul.
To see you when I die is my goal.
There is no-one I can pag-ibig madami than you.
You know it's true.
Why did you have to go?
I want all my pag-ibig for you to show.
I need you.
This world is a better place thanks to you.
You are my life.
When you died I thought about cutting myself with a knife.
I pag-ibig you so much Michael...
My puso isn't broken...
I have no puso at all without you.
When you died you took my puso with you.
I pag-ibig you the most and nothing will ever change that I promise.
You are the one I love. <3
You are my puso and soul.
To see you when I die is my goal.
There is no-one I can pag-ibig madami than you.
You know it's true.
Why did you have to go?
I want all my pag-ibig for you to show.
I need you.
This world is a better place thanks to you.
You are my life.
When you died I thought about cutting myself with a knife.
I pag-ibig you so much Michael...
My puso isn't broken...
I have no puso at all without you.
When you died you took my puso with you.
I pag-ibig you the most and nothing will ever change that I promise.
You are the one I love. <3
there are alot of things ,That I adore In MJ
but The best is He didn't wait for others to help the sick and dying people, he did it first and was
doing until his death, he visited espcially the sick children ,gave them toys,played them,Just i want you To Fancy how they were happy and me too
cause he wanted to change the world and he did it
although he was very busy with songs and tours,but
he went to them ,he did care about Them and us sa pamamagitan ng spreading out the pag-ibig ,peace and help,MJ I pag-ibig You
very Much MY sweet angel you're always inside and
my puso god bless you,Rip!!!!!!
but The best is He didn't wait for others to help the sick and dying people, he did it first and was
doing until his death, he visited espcially the sick children ,gave them toys,played them,Just i want you To Fancy how they were happy and me too
cause he wanted to change the world and he did it
although he was very busy with songs and tours,but
he went to them ,he did care about Them and us sa pamamagitan ng spreading out the pag-ibig ,peace and help,MJ I pag-ibig You
very Much MY sweet angel you're always inside and
my puso god bless you,Rip!!!!!!
Caroline went at his mum's house to see if he was there.. She knocked.. His mum opened.
Caroline:"Hello Mr.s Balzan.. is your son here?"
Mr.Balzan:"Hello Caroline.. Bernard went at the bar susunod door.. he's probabbly there.."
Caroline said:"Thank u Mr's Balzan"
Caroline froze.. what was he doing at the bar.. why did he lie to her? Was there something to know?
She went at the bar.. then she had a deep shock.. Bernard was with another girl.. they held eachother's hands.. Caroline was just desperate.. she ran away crying.. not knowing what to do.. She ran away crying... Then she stood on a pave ment thinking.. "what had just happened to me?" she said.. She was still sobbing..
Caroline:"Hello Mr.s Balzan.. is your son here?"
Mr.Balzan:"Hello Caroline.. Bernard went at the bar susunod door.. he's probabbly there.."
Caroline said:"Thank u Mr's Balzan"
Caroline froze.. what was he doing at the bar.. why did he lie to her? Was there something to know?
She went at the bar.. then she had a deep shock.. Bernard was with another girl.. they held eachother's hands.. Caroline was just desperate.. she ran away crying.. not knowing what to do.. She ran away crying... Then she stood on a pave ment thinking.. "what had just happened to me?" she said.. She was still sobbing..
Certainly the will stipulates that the money, the children will get when they reach 30 years of age. sa pamamagitan ng then, of course, the interest amount will exceed 300 million dollars!! Not bad ...
The mother of Michael Jackson gets 40% of its assets, while the remainder will go to charitable institutions.
Naturally, Jacko did not leave anything to his father, which had no good relationships, but none of the siblings.
