My heart is hurting. And no, not because goddamn Michael Jackson died. Sorry, I loved Billie Jean and Thriller too, but let's face it the man turned into a creep and pedophile, and his funeral should have been held 15 years ago.
No, my heart hurts because the boy I fell in love with at 16 is now a man who is currently about to board a plane headed
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