I truly believe that each time he berkata that,he meant it.
He is one of the few reasons why I'm still alive.
He made me believe that I was not alone.
I believe he'd cinta me,no matter what I was,but he'd cinta me for who I am.
The reason why I'm writting this is because since early 2012,I have bulimia.
It was HELL,no matter what I did,I'd always finish the hari throwing up in the cold bathroom.
And I cut a few times,my body is a terrible mess,but my mind is even worse,although I almost don't throw up now
Today,I'm better,but still...not fully recovered.
THIS is a way of telling people that I cinta MICHAEL,that he truly saved me,and that's why I'll never stop loving him.
Because sometimes people around anda don't realize what's going on inside of you,or sometimes (without trying to),they hurt you.
And I cried a lot,all alone at night,and his musik made me stop crying.
When I was alone,he was there for me.
I'm so thankful and I just wish I could say that to him,and I do,everyday.
So,thanx to anyone who reads this,and never stop loving MJ,'cause he loved us so much that his cinta still makes me feel better