Forgive me, Internet, for I have sinned. It has been 143 days since my last confession.
Michael Jackson was my first crush.
I have some mixed feelings today, but mostly I feel sad. I don’t know whether the allegations of molestation were true. If they weren’t, he suffered a massive injustice. If they were, he was evil. Either way, though, his life was obviously a mess. What a sad ending for that adorable little boy who sang like an angel and taught the world a new way to dance.