11-12-10
Everyday I wake up I am a little less myself. A blessing and a curse. Living with this pain isn’t living at all. I had might as well be with him if my heart feels this way.
The older I get the more I pass gas and drop loads in public places. I guess I just don’t care much anymore. And no knows me here.
I am scared of this new album. I really wish we could put a stop to all posthumous releases that were unfinished. If they release anything unfinished- JUST DON’T FINISH IT because you are not Michael and therefore it will lack MAGIC
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