I pag-ibig and miss Michael Jackson about 100 billion% so very much. You are my most precious Rudy red rose Michael. I miss you 😢😢😢😢😢😢😭😭😭😭😭😭😞😩😔😔 100 billion% so very much. you are so sexy and handsome,good looking,nice,kind,precious,perfect,amazing,loving,trusting,respectful,resposlible Michael Jackson. Rest In Peace Michael Jackson 😭😭😭😢😢😢😭😭😞😩😔. Do you pag-ibig me Michael Jackson do you? He is the most kindest person that I would ever meet I am not lying at all I promise 🙌🙌. You never ever did anything I mean anything to hurt someone something illegal or mean in all his life.
Sincerely Yours P.S Rest In Peace Michael Jackson I will never forget or stop loving or missing you ever 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😢😢😢💋💋. XOXO pag-ibig RIP to:Michael Jackson from:Leslie Mae Kathryn Woods a 12 almost 13 taon old girl that lives in the USA in Hebron ,Kentucky
Sincerely Yours P.S Rest In Peace Michael Jackson I will never forget or stop loving or missing you ever 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😢😢😢💋💋. XOXO pag-ibig RIP to:Michael Jackson from:Leslie Mae Kathryn Woods a 12 almost 13 taon old girl that lives in the USA in Hebron ,Kentucky
I wish I could express just how strong my pag-ibig 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 music 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 madami who could see into his soul with love. I pag-ibig 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 pag-ibig you, Michael.
Jaycee's P.O.V.
I sit alone in my bathroom upstairs, my reflection staring back at me. Mascara tears were rolling down on my cheeks, making my face look like it had spiders on it. Chunks of my own hair was scattered under my chair. That's right, I cut my hair. Now it was a short bob and it has a red-auburn color to it.
If my family won't change, then I'll just have to change for them. I can focus on anything anymore, all I ever think about is my torn up family. They're starting to affect me in ways that will ruin my life entirely. I changed my sense of style, from pretty girly girl dresses to black leather coats and lots of eyeliner.
I sit alone in my bathroom upstairs, my reflection staring back at me. Mascara tears were rolling down on my cheeks, making my face look like it had spiders on it. Chunks of my own hair was scattered under my chair. That's right, I cut my hair. Now it was a short bob and it has a red-auburn color to it.
If my family won't change, then I'll just have to change for them. I can focus on anything anymore, all I ever think about is my torn up family. They're starting to affect me in ways that will ruin my life entirely. I changed my sense of style, from pretty girly girl dresses to black leather coats and lots of eyeliner.