My Heart Is Hurting...

I don't normally post about when celebrities die or even blog about current events, but I feel like a piece of my childhood died. Despite everything in the past few years, he was an incredible artist.

I wish I still had my red parachute pants, bandana, Thriller shirt and single white glove. I wore the hell out of those when I was 8.

R.I.P, Michael, R.I.P.



Later,

Mama Dawg