Dedicated to Helena Berglind (A.K.A. Chokladen94) my bestest fanpop friend, Jennine Jackson (A.K.A. mjjennine) My MJ obsessed friend, Jane Jones (A.K.A. Peterdaddy) for being there for me when I need you, Essie Pan (A.K.A. mjpeterpan) my angel, for all your advice, Abigail Page (A.K.A. powertothefoxes) for your creative mind, and Alicia (A.K.A. foreveraMJJFan), for inspiring me to write this fantasy. Thank toi all so much. I l’amour all MJ fans from the bottom of my heart.
Prologue:
The an is 2000 and Michael has been thinking up some new songs. He has decided to go to the recording studio and do some demos...
It was just another jour in the life of an artist for Michael. He had recorded new ideas for songs on a tape recorder and has decided to transfer them from the tape to the studio. He loved making music. And he knew the fans loved it too. But he still felt as though he was missing something in his life. Like there was a hole in his cœur, coeur that only that missing thing could fill. He just couldn’t ours this feeling... one of loneliness. The closest woman he’d last been with was his ex-wife Lisa. He had loved her to bits and didn’t feel as though he was ready to déplacer on. At least that’s what he initially thought.
As he was recording his new song, “You Rock my World,” with Chris Tucker, he seemed... unfocused. Matt, who was helping them record the song, could tell Michael wasn’t feeling all that well and suggested they take a break. At that moment, Chris turned to Michael with a look that meant the same as what he said...
“What’s wrong with toi Mike? toi seem so down lately,”
“It’s nothin’ Chris, really,” Michael a dit as he sat on the floor.
“Mike shamone! If it WAS nothing, we’d be done in here par now,”
“It’s just that... well this may sound ridiculous but I just feel... lonely, toi know. Here I am chant about a girl that doesn’t even exist, expressing my emotions vocally to a figment of my imagination, because l’amour songs are what my fans like to hear. I mean, the last person I really felt close to was...”
“Lisa?” Chris said, cutting him off.
“Exactly.”
‘Man toi gotta forget about her and déplacer on wicha life. Get yourself a pretty young thing. You’ll find what you’re looking for.”
“I don’t know man, I mean, what if she does the same thing to me? I can’t ours to l’amour and lose again...”
... Meanwhile, in another part of the building...
“Brooke, I need toi to do a favour for me,”
“Yes Dad... I mean, Sir?”
“I need toi to go to studio 7 today first, instead of your usual routine... and make certain toi do,”
“Should I know why I need to go to number 7 first?”
“Let’s just say... Matt’s working with someone in there at the moment and it’s essential that they are kept in a good frame of mind.”
“Okay, I’m on my way.” Brooke said. She knew better than to question her father too much. But why number 7 first, she thought...
Part 2 will hopefully be up soon. Don't worry. It gets better
Prologue:
The an is 2000 and Michael has been thinking up some new songs. He has decided to go to the recording studio and do some demos...
It was just another jour in the life of an artist for Michael. He had recorded new ideas for songs on a tape recorder and has decided to transfer them from the tape to the studio. He loved making music. And he knew the fans loved it too. But he still felt as though he was missing something in his life. Like there was a hole in his cœur, coeur that only that missing thing could fill. He just couldn’t ours this feeling... one of loneliness. The closest woman he’d last been with was his ex-wife Lisa. He had loved her to bits and didn’t feel as though he was ready to déplacer on. At least that’s what he initially thought.
As he was recording his new song, “You Rock my World,” with Chris Tucker, he seemed... unfocused. Matt, who was helping them record the song, could tell Michael wasn’t feeling all that well and suggested they take a break. At that moment, Chris turned to Michael with a look that meant the same as what he said...
“What’s wrong with toi Mike? toi seem so down lately,”
“It’s nothin’ Chris, really,” Michael a dit as he sat on the floor.
“Mike shamone! If it WAS nothing, we’d be done in here par now,”
“It’s just that... well this may sound ridiculous but I just feel... lonely, toi know. Here I am chant about a girl that doesn’t even exist, expressing my emotions vocally to a figment of my imagination, because l’amour songs are what my fans like to hear. I mean, the last person I really felt close to was...”
“Lisa?” Chris said, cutting him off.
“Exactly.”
‘Man toi gotta forget about her and déplacer on wicha life. Get yourself a pretty young thing. You’ll find what you’re looking for.”
“I don’t know man, I mean, what if she does the same thing to me? I can’t ours to l’amour and lose again...”
... Meanwhile, in another part of the building...
“Brooke, I need toi to do a favour for me,”
“Yes Dad... I mean, Sir?”
“I need toi to go to studio 7 today first, instead of your usual routine... and make certain toi do,”
“Should I know why I need to go to number 7 first?”
“Let’s just say... Matt’s working with someone in there at the moment and it’s essential that they are kept in a good frame of mind.”
“Okay, I’m on my way.” Brooke said. She knew better than to question her father too much. But why number 7 first, she thought...
Part 2 will hopefully be up soon. Don't worry. It gets better
Lisa Marie Presley's prayers have been answered -- TMZ has learned a fleur company is about to deliver a field's worth of sunflowers to Michael Jackson's burial site in Glendale, CA.
Jason Levin from sunflowerguy.com tells TMZ he's shipping several thousand sunflowers -- which were Michael's favori -- to his mausoleum at Forest Lawn Cemetery today.
Levin's donation follows Lisa Marie's MySpace posting Wednesday, complaining that Michael deserves plus than the few bouquets, candles and gifts that currently surround his tomb.
Ask and toi shall receive ... sunflowers.
See also
Lisa Marie Presley Wants fleurs at MJ's Tomb
MJ fans Dispute Lisa Marie's Cemetery Claims
The Force Is Strong with Blanket Jackson
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I l’amour toi TMZ!!!! ROFL xDDDDDDDD
I feel like a étoile, star has been pulled out of the sky,
Its left me cold, as recently the sky has become dimmer.
I felt your pain, but mine could never live up to the pain he has been through.
I will never again see Michael's smile light up my sky.
It will always be dark even when it's light.
Never again to hear him sing Dirty Diana ou see him dance, it was so magical.
To me the way he danced was different,
I didn't see the moves, only the passion I saw in his eyes.
Michael's l’amour for the children of the world will never die.
Our, my brother of the sun, has been take away
but his music, l’amour and kindness will alaways stay,
In my cœur, coeur forever,
Never again to die away.
Michael will still dance for me in my heart, all of our hearts and among the clouds.
The heavens will always hear forever and plus Michael chant out loud proud.
The company already released the scent of Elvis Presley, Marilyn Monroe, Napoleon Bonaparte and many others. However, these fragrances are created par the genetic code (DNA) them.
In statements, the president of the manufacturing company said: "The flavor is unique, contains no alcohol, but aloe vera, that lasts all day."