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This was written a few years ago around 2013. This is kind of like my personal diary, but, just dealing with thoughts and dreams I've had of Michael. I hope you guys enjoy this.
10/3/13
I am attracted to Michael Jackson. I think he is the sexiest man ever. Everything about him turns me on in so many ways. I like the way his hair moves. His beautiful brown eyes. His chiseled nose. His sweet mouth.He is truly a sex God. I love him so much. What I would give to have one night with him. I would like to lie in his bed while hes in the shower. I can smell the intoxicating scent of his shower gel. Arousing me in every way a woman should be aroused. I know Michael would be the perfect boyfriend/husband for me. He wouldnt fail to call me, or take up time with me for that matter. I feel he would show me off to his friends/family. Not to mention his co-workers. He wouldnt be ashamed to kiss me in front of everyone, letting the world know that Im his girl.
His voice makes me melt. Its so soft, yet has that touch of masculinity that drives me wild. His hair is perfect. One minute its all loose and curly, falling over his slender face. Another minute its straight, and it just seems to fall into the right place over his cheekbones. And dont get me started on his cleft chin. I love that dimple in his chin. Especially when he grows a little facial hair on it. I want to kiss it, rub my thumb over it after a heavy make out session.Oh goodness! Michael has the most beautiful hands ever. I want them to touch me. Touch every inch of my body, caressing my curves, squeezing my breast, holding my thighs while in the midst of passion. This man drives me wild! I never felt this way about any manI can honestly say that Michael is my first love. He just means that much to me.
10/5/13
Its almost four in the morning. Ive been up for the past three hours reliving the moment it all happened. The day the world stopped to mourn the death of Michael Jackson. I cant believe its been four years since his death. It seems like it was just yesterday when I received the news. I miss him so much. Hes the greatest entertainer that ever lived. I wish I couldve had the chance to meet him, and actually sit and talk with him. Hes truly an amazing person, and so much more than a celebrity. What I would give to have him back here with us. I cant say that I was never a fan of Michaels music. But, since his death, I hate to say it, but it opened my eyes to a Michael Jackson that people fail to understand.
The Michael Jackson I know is not highlighted in the newspaper, or tabloids. The Michael Jackson I know is a kind hearted human being, and a great humanitarian. Ive always said this, and Ill keep on saying it. It takes a special person to really understand, love, and embrace Michael Jackson. Not everyone understands him, and thats okay. I think God intended it to be that way. Im not saying I know every single detail about Michael. But, I thank God every day that he put him into my life. I cant believe hes gone still, and its been four years. Music will never be the same. I actually feel sorry for the generations coming up now. They will never have a chance to grow up around the era of MJ, and experience all the things we his fans went through with him. I just want him to come back to us. I miss his smile. His smile is so loving. So pure. I miss his beautiful brown eyes. In his eyes, I saw the light of God in them. I will like to think that angels in Heaven rejoiced whenever he smiled.
Michael, I love you so much. Please forgive me for not telling you enough while you were here with us on earth. But, now I know youre in a better place. There will never be another Michael Jackson. There is no one like you. No matter how hard someone may try, they can never replace you. If I got something as simple as a hug from you, that would mean more to me than anything else in this world. Keep shining, as always. And we the fans will continue to play your music, dance to your music, hang your pictures on our walls, watch your short films, and defend your name from the evil and nasty allegations of haters, and people who fail to understand you. You truly are a beautiful person. I cant, and refuse to imagine a world without you.
10/12/13
*My sexy, but weird dream*
(Scenario): Michael and I are sitting on the porch. He has on the same outfit he wore from This Is It. We are boyfriend/girlfriend. Of course, hes 50, and Im 21. Im very flirtatious with my man. Im wearing a pair of sexy red pumps, and a skirt with a busty top. Anyway, Im coming from the kitchen, to the back porch where Michael is. Once sitting by him, I place my leg up on his thigh. Oops! Can I lay my leg on your lap? I say in a flirty tone. You sure can, girl. Michael says to me. Then, he grabs my other leg placing it on his lap as well. Awww, you so sweet! I say with a slight giggle.
Michael has that naughty grin spreaded over his face. You the sweet one. And, Im not just talking about your personality. His finger draws up my inner thigh. He stops just before hitting the hem of my skirt, where its close to Ms. Kitty. I moan slightly. I want him so bad. And I want his mouth down there! God, I want you so bad right now. Lets go in the kitchen, and fuck on the table. Michael mumbles softly. He starts to rub on my thighs. I even feel his erection growing against my leg.
Okay. I want you to cum all inside me. Michael looks at me quiet astonished. Since we have been dating, Ive been asking him to use a condom whenever were intimate. But, I realize how much I love Michael. I am not going anywhere. And, I know hes not going anywhere. You dont know how long Ive waited to hear you say that. I want you to have my baby. I want to have your baby.
Then, I wake up. It was so sexy and erotic. But, I wanted to actually experience us having sex
11/7/13
Many people may disagree with me for saying this. I may even be called crazy. But, this is how I feel. Ive seen many women go crazy over the it guys like Morris Chestnut and Boris Kodjoe. And the truth of the matter is, they are indeed attractive. But, they dont make my blood boil like Michael Jackson does. Am I crazy? Or is it because Im not superficial? Men with six packs and who Hollywood say can get the most women are not who I am drawn to. Sure, big muscles look good. But thats not what impresses me. You want to know what impresses me?
Michael Jacksons:
Smile
Beautiful brown eyes
His lips
His voice
His hair
His slender frame
Muscular hands and big feet ;)
Thats what impresses me. Im sick of Hollywood trying to tell people whos hot, and whos not. Fuck them. Michael Jackson will always be my # 1.
1/7/14
Its been awhile since I been on my MJ Grind. But, that doesnt stop me from loving him. Matter of fact, I think about him all the time. Whenever I think of a really funny moment by him, I just get this big grin on my face, or laugh loudly. Ive had people ask me numerous times: Why are you smiling? If they only knew. Michael has just been such a blessing in my life. Every year that passes, the more drawn I feel to him.
One video that I hold dear to me is when he recorded for his private home movies. He was explaining how he dont like touring, and how stressful it was. Honestly, I dont blame him for being so honest. The producer I think it was, was telling him to not be so negative, about touring. So Michael looked at the camera all serious and was like: I love to tour. And right after he finished everyone on set burst into a fit of screams and laughter. Even Michael was laughing. It was funny. I found myself in tears laughing at him. That just shows he did indeed have a sense of humor.
1/16/14
It really saddens me to hear people say such harsh things about Michael having plastic surgery. I wish people would just leave him alone. Many love to claim that he bleached his skin, and his nose is fake because he did it so many times. Ive actually cried reading numerous hurtful things about Michael. I can only image how he felt when reading them. I think its a bunch of b.s. Yes, its obvious Michael had his nose done, and his chin, which I see absolutely nothing wrong with. And many claim he wanted to be white? They need to do their fucking research. He had a skin condition called vitiligo, which causes huge blotches on the skin. Ive seen photos to prove he had this disease. I dont think people realize just how sick Michael was. He even had lupus. And on top of that, he was in pain from the incident involving the Pepsi Commerical back in 1984. He had second and third degree burns on his head so of course that required some plastic surgery to fix the damage. I say, fuck the haters. And, Michael looks DAMN good considering what hes been through. Its considered taboo to love someone like Michael where Im from. I cant help who I am attracted to. But, I can try to bring justice to Michael.
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