Michael Jackson Naughty images part 1

June 25th

Mourning for me is hard . When I mourn I tend to be angry . I don't cry it's just a feeling of an attitude and a pressure I can't get over . Especially when that person was special to me to and someone takes them from me.

I promise my self every year that I won't cry and I havent . This year I am filled with anger and rage and not an ounce of sadness and I don't know what  to do . I don't know who is responsible for taking my best friend, my idol , the man I look up to, the man who made me who I am . The doctor was the fall guy I want the man who is truly behind killing my idol.

How can you kill a man who gave his all did nothing but love and cherish life . He was so special so unique there will never be another like him . He was just more than his music , more than an entertainer to me. He was a person I could look up to . Grow up to be like or be even better because I know he would want me to be , because that's just the type of person Michael was and forever will be . It's like he grew up with me without even being there.

It's like being sad doesn't make the pain go away and being angry doesn't  either so what am I do ?? What should we do. I don't like to sit around all day and cry listening to his sad songs because that doesn't help at all it makes it worse .

Am I the only one who feels this way. Is it because I so filled with anger that I am this way?

Is it because I've cried so much that I can't cry anymore and now I am full of anger and rage?

This man has  always been apart of my life since I was four years old .

I have looked up to this man since I was four years. And one night I wake up and he is there and the next day he  is gone .

It breaks my heart every year this day comes.

I will always defend him . He saved my life . He will always been apart of me . He made me who I am today .

My parents don't understand how important he is to me . Only my moonwalker family does.

Also Michael does and I know he is watching over me .

There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about him . Especially when someone brings him up I get that spark in my eye, my heart begins to feel warmer . I can literally  hear him all the time singing in my head. Hear him telling me to be humble when I need it . Telling me to smile when I'm down. Telling me to be strong and not just for him but my self as well.

As this last hour of June 24th ,2017 counts down I can't do anything but look at pictures and turn on his music . I don't even think I'll be able to sleep tonight at all.

I always have these billion questions I wished to ask him one day and to know that day will never come  as long as I live hurts.

To know people believe disgusting things still about him hurts . To know all the pain he went through when he was only trying to help heal people hurts .

We have to look past his talent he was more Than Michael Jackson the king of pop . To me he is Michael a person who wanted to make the world a better place and did the best he could and more .

To my favorite person in the world Michael I love you and you saved my life and I will never ever forget that . And I will defend you to my last breath no matter who is . You did everything to save me and I will what have to do to defend what is left of you here .

Rest easy Michael 💛

                 - Destiny