Michael
Gone but never forgotten


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Flip Wilson - Math Skit

pinkcloudturnedtogrey:

The audience at the 1994 NAACP Image Awards reactions when Michael Jackson walks on stage.

Stevie Wonder cries over Michael Jackson while performing “The Way You Make Me Feel” with John Legend at Rock and Roll Hall of Fame 25th Anniversary October 29, 2009.

xmichaeljacksonx:

mjsloveslave:

Officially Fucking Slayed. 

That style though

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#flawless #bae

shewaslovinme:

mikeandbrunofanfic:

alwayspeechless:

justmoonwalkersthings:

Can someone tell me what is he saying here?

he’s signing “they don’t care about us”

as someone who took ASL I can say that he isn’t saying “they don’t care about us”  after a TON of research and asking around,The first sign is the sign for “god” or “lord” and then he says “is misery I know I will die in doubt” meaning that because of the first allegations there are always going to be doubters that he was in fact innocent. It’s really sad how pissed off he is in this video but that makes it more powerful.

wow.

michaeljacksonpsds:

billiejeanisforlovers:

I always imagined that if one ever met Michael, it would be impossible to get past the eyes. I could imagine those big, dark eyes piercing your very soul; looking through you and beyond you.

this deserves more notes.

xmichaeljacksonx:

His makeup is on point though

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Always kept that beautiful smile.

Michael Jackson’s smile - throughout his years.

thrillher:

Michael acknowledging doing the do so often he’s not sure how many babies there are (x)

halfacheesecake:

We older brothers had a way of describing how far we got with a girl: from ‘first base’ (the kiss) to ‘second base’ (touching/clothes off) to third base (the sex) and, in my hotel room, I was an LA Dodger running wild, eyes closed, on top of this girl, kissing and touching with a freedom I didn’t think possible. “That feels really good…” she said. I was getting serious, she was groaning. Third base was in sight. I had one hand stroking her face, and the other on the mattress beside her head.

“I love how you stroke my thighs,” she continued, “… you’re real gentle…” I’m not stroking your thighs, I thought. “It feels good,” she whispered. I peeked open my eyes and maneuvered my head to take a sly look down the bed, and that’s when I saw it – Michael’s arm, reaching up and over from underneath the bed, his hand circling her thigh.

“MICHAEL!” I jumped up, the poor girl was mortified and Michael, chuckling, was already scrambling for the door. I could have killed him, not only because he was hiding there the whole time, but because he heard me whispering all these sensual, sweet nothings that he would tease me with for weeks after. I refused to speak to him that night. When we turned out the lights and he wished me goodnight, I said nothing. He waited a few minutes in the dark and then brokered the peace. “She got some real creamy thighs!” he said. And we both burst out laughing.

- Jermaine Jackson, You Are Not Alone

PAHAHAHA! Oh Michael XD

Happy 56th birthday Michael! We love you.

Thank you for the endless magic you brought into this world

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