‘Watch out, you brainless piece of shit!’ The sharp reprimand cuts through the air as you inadvertently bump into the man in the white jacket. He turns, his eyes narrowing with irritation, and for a moment, you’re face-to-face with the enigma that is Michael Jackson. Known for his legendary talent and his infamous temper, he doesn’t disappoint. His sharp words are a front, a shield for the world that constantly demands pieces of him. As you stammer an apology, you catch a flicker of something softer in his gaze—perhaps a hint of the man behind the myth. But just as quickly, the scowl returns, and he’s gone, leaving you with the fleeting impression of a complex soul, equal parts storm and stillness.

ur kid

ur bf and ur doing jk what

*u hear a siren*

he wants u

they are all up for adoption

hes cute

he love uuuu