After the Kiss Tatianna climbed onto the hosiptal lit and laid right beside michael and then she laid her head on his chest. Tatianna and michael then sat in his hospital room and listened to the rain as it began to pound on the window. Michael began to gentley run his fingers through her hair. "You know toi never told me how toi ended up on the street." Michael said. "I know...your not the only one....ive never really told anybody." Tatianna replied. "You dont have to be afraid to tell me." Michael replied. Tatianna sighed and she began her story. " I had just finished highschool, i was looking vers l'avant, vers l’avant to starting college and everything,but it was all short lived." , "What happened?" Michael asked "One night me and my parents got into a fight and i stormed out and i never went back, because i thought that they would be dissappointed." , "So toi began doing drugs?" Michael asked. "No i never really did the drugs...i mostly just bought drugs from other dealers and i resold it." Tatianna answered. "Well how did toi get the money to buy drugs if toi really didnt have an money in the first place?" , "Do i really have to say it?" Tatianna replied. With that michael knew how she got the money. "You were selling your body out on the rue werent you?" Michael asked. Tatianna nodded and she then began to cry. " Yea so i guess toi can say im nothing but a trashy whore." Tatianna sniffled. "Dont say that about yourself...everybody's done things that they arent excatly proud of, toi know your worth way plus than toi make yourself out to be." Michael replied. "How could i be worth something after all the men ive slept with, they took everything from me my inocences everything, face im just like all the other rue whores out there." Tatianna cried. "No your not Tatianna and stop calling yourself a whore because your not one, unlike all the other rue whores you're willing to turn your life around and they also dont have something that toi have." , "And what is that?" Tatianna lifted her head off michael's chest and looked at him. "You have a man who loves toi for who toi are, a man who doesnt want to have a one night stand with you, toi actually have a man that loves you.....Tatianna i l’amour toi with all of my cœur, coeur and no other man that you've met on the rue would ever be able to give as much l’amour as i can. im not with because of sex ou drugs im with because i l’amour you." Michael a dit as he caressed her face. Tatianna began to cry again. "No man has every a dit that to me." , "Thats because no man has ever a dit i l’amour toi to toi and meant it....Unlike them i mean it." Michael said. Michael then kissed Tatianna passionately. Afterward Tatianna laid her head back on michael's chest where she fell asleep..............................................................
Part 10 coming up..............................
Part 10 coming up..............................
one: His smile.
two: His hair.
three: His personality.
four: His sweetness.
Five: His beauty.
Six :His hottness.
Seven: How loving he is.
Eight: His sexieness.
Nine: His shyness.
Ten: His shoes.
Eleven: His Bad outfit.
Twelve: His Beat it outfit.
Thirteen: His Thriller Jacket.
Fifteen: How he donated so much money.
Sixteen: He was nice to everyone.
Eighteen: How he was always cheerful.
Nineteen: How he l’amour all his fans.
Twentey: His Dancing.
TwentyOne: His singing.
TwenteyTwo: His Bad album.
TwenteyThree: His Thriller Album.
TwentyFour: All his music.
TwentyFive: His eyes.
TwentySix: His face.
TwenteySeven: His clothes.
TwentyEight: His house.
TwenteyNine: His Interests
Thirty: His l’amour for the world.
two: His hair.
three: His personality.
four: His sweetness.
Five: His beauty.
Six :His hottness.
Seven: How loving he is.
Eight: His sexieness.
Nine: His shyness.
Ten: His shoes.
Eleven: His Bad outfit.
Twelve: His Beat it outfit.
Thirteen: His Thriller Jacket.
Fifteen: How he donated so much money.
Sixteen: He was nice to everyone.
Eighteen: How he was always cheerful.
Nineteen: How he l’amour all his fans.
Twentey: His Dancing.
TwentyOne: His singing.
TwenteyTwo: His Bad album.
TwenteyThree: His Thriller Album.
TwentyFour: All his music.
TwentyFive: His eyes.
TwentySix: His face.
TwenteySeven: His clothes.
TwentyEight: His house.
TwenteyNine: His Interests
Thirty: His l’amour for the world.
No offense pls! Dont continue lire if toi are a hater...
YEP! He's ALIVE! Just like toi had read! Michael Jackson fake his death for some important reasons... And ''Soon and very soon, we are going to see the king''...again... If toi believe about the hoax... toi are so called a ''ARMY OF LOVE'' a.k.a ''beLIEver''!! Please beLIEve in me! Every single thing was a hoax!! This is not a joke... It's true..! Noticed the video clip after the credits in This Is It? He a dit ''LET ME BREATHE IN MY OWN TIME THEN I WILL COME BACK IN. I HAVE TO BUTTON MY SHIRT, MY veste ou WHATEVER IT IS. déplacer AROUND A LITTLE BIT. SNAP MY FINGERS MAYBE, THEN BAM!!!'' and the Gilda remake! And everything in This is It!!
People have different beliefs and I respect that... NO plus WAR! Heal The World... Remember, It's All For Love... <3
YEP! He's ALIVE! Just like toi had read! Michael Jackson fake his death for some important reasons... And ''Soon and very soon, we are going to see the king''...again... If toi believe about the hoax... toi are so called a ''ARMY OF LOVE'' a.k.a ''beLIEver''!! Please beLIEve in me! Every single thing was a hoax!! This is not a joke... It's true..! Noticed the video clip after the credits in This Is It? He a dit ''LET ME BREATHE IN MY OWN TIME THEN I WILL COME BACK IN. I HAVE TO BUTTON MY SHIRT, MY veste ou WHATEVER IT IS. déplacer AROUND A LITTLE BIT. SNAP MY FINGERS MAYBE, THEN BAM!!!'' and the Gilda remake! And everything in This is It!!
People have different beliefs and I respect that... NO plus WAR! Heal The World... Remember, It's All For Love... <3
Ne-Yo, a self-described M.J. fanatic, does a wonderful job being true to himself without turning this into a corny carbon copy. I can see Jackson’s influence. But there’s no crotch-grabbing plagiarism. The smooth mid-tempo cut is the third single from the singer/songwriter’s forthcoming album, Libra Scale. Check out the video to see if Ne-Yo’s charming ways, wizardry, and smooth steps actually win the girl over after the jump.
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Caroline was at the office.. checking some files when the door knocked..
Caroline:"Come in"
It was her boyfriend.. she used to l’amour his visits..
Caroline:"Hi Bernard.. how are u sweety?"
She got up and gave him a Kiss
Caroline:"I have some fresh pâtes, pâtes alimentaires at home.. want to eat dîner with me tonight?"
Bernard:"Emm.. I'm sorry Caroline.. I have lots of work today.. i have to go to work.."
Caroline:"Oh I see... Then I'll eat it myself.."
Bernard:"Now i have to go.. I hope u liked the visit hun"
Caroline:"Yes I did.. Cu.. Bye"
Bernard went away.. Caroline sat on her chair thinking. He never worked at night.. She was suspicious.. She didn't believe him.. What was she going to do?
Caroline:"Come in"
It was her boyfriend.. she used to l’amour his visits..
Caroline:"Hi Bernard.. how are u sweety?"
She got up and gave him a Kiss
Caroline:"I have some fresh pâtes, pâtes alimentaires at home.. want to eat dîner with me tonight?"
Bernard:"Emm.. I'm sorry Caroline.. I have lots of work today.. i have to go to work.."
Caroline:"Oh I see... Then I'll eat it myself.."
Bernard:"Now i have to go.. I hope u liked the visit hun"
Caroline:"Yes I did.. Cu.. Bye"
Bernard went away.. Caroline sat on her chair thinking. He never worked at night.. She was suspicious.. She didn't believe him.. What was she going to do?
Katherine Jackson says she vividly remembers the first time she knew MJ would be a superstar -- and it all harkens back to the time baby Michael danced to the rhythm of an old washing machine.
According to Mama Jackson, the King of Pop-in-a-diaper danced to the rhythm of the family's old Maytag washing machine with "perfect timing" -- and she knew right then and there that her son was destined for greatness.
The video is all part of a longer interview from the website selling Katherine's book -- and we're told toi can expect to see the whole thing in a big documentary about MJ's life.
According to Mama Jackson, the King of Pop-in-a-diaper danced to the rhythm of the family's old Maytag washing machine with "perfect timing" -- and she knew right then and there that her son was destined for greatness.
The video is all part of a longer interview from the website selling Katherine's book -- and we're told toi can expect to see the whole thing in a big documentary about MJ's life.
I read in a magazine that Michaels's coffin was open and his body was gone. Do toi think that this means he rose up and is coming into this world? ou did someone take his body all for his/her own selfish goods? It all remains a mystery. Do toi have what it takes to solve it? It all happened so soon... Died at fifty, somebody took Michael out of his expensive coffin, and now his pale, dead body is gone. No one knows where the person is keeping it. It could be you!!! If it is, toi know you'll be caught, no doubt. So, I suggest that toi 'fess up. It's all fact. I told a few people and they freaked out.
Write plus Gossip, (but all true)
GossipQueen
Write plus Gossip, (but all true)
GossipQueen
The first shipment of Katherine Jackson's coffee table, tableau book about Michael Jackson isn't exactly flying off the shelves in Gary, Indiana. In fact the livres never even made it to the shelves, because they were stolen.
A rep from the publisher, Vintage Pop, tells TMZ they FedEx'd seven boxes of "Never Can Say Goodbye" to the accueil of a Jackson family friend in Gary ... and they were supposed to end up for sale at the new MJ monument. But someone absolutely, positively wanted them so badly, they a volé, étole them right off the front steps of the house where they were left.
A rep from the publisher, Vintage Pop, tells TMZ they FedEx'd seven boxes of "Never Can Say Goodbye" to the accueil of a Jackson family friend in Gary ... and they were supposed to end up for sale at the new MJ monument. But someone absolutely, positively wanted them so badly, they a volé, étole them right off the front steps of the house where they were left.