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Mad Love

Alright it is time to go on a rant… about fictional characters…
Harley Quinn and the Joker…

I would really love to know how people are romanticizing their relationship…
Yes Harley is a great, strong female character…
But when it comes to the Joker, all her great, strong qualities fade.
Trust me when I say, you DON’T want that kind of love.
Their is nothing you should want from their relationship.
Even her creator has written about how awful it is.
EVERYONE NEEDS TO GO READ THE OPENING Paul Dini WROTE FOR THE GRAPHIC NOVEL MAD LOVE… can’t find it… here let me post it for you…

“Its happened to me, it’s probably happened to you, and if it hasn’t yet, rest assured someday it will. At some point you will meet that one special person who will put their fist through your heart. Forgive the gory allusion, but if you’ve ever been in mad love, you know what I’m talking about. Mad love is when you fall so passionately for a person (particularly the wrong person) that nothing else in the world matters. You find yourself thinking about your heartthrob constantly, creating fantasy scenarios that bring you together and trying your damnedest to make those scenarios happen in real life. You believe that you have finally found that one magical being who suddenly brings a sense of meaning to your existence and you will pursue them with all the fervor of Wile E. Coyote after the Roadrunner dinner – with, I might add, about just as much success.

We’ve all done it. We’ve all selected the wrong partners, all gotten hurt, and hopefully moved on wiser of the experience. But there are those who, even in the face of constant disappointment, continue to believe that the intensity of their desire will be rewarded by an eventual jackpot of affection. And if that’s the slot machine you’re playing, friend, you’d better leave the casino ’cause that one don’t pay out. Advice to someone in the throes of mad love is pretty meaningless, because any capacity they once had for rational thought has long since split for Aruba. Despite the setbacks and the heartaches, the pursuer tunes out their inner voice of sanity and is more then willing to swallow the tears, paint on a smile and once again resume the chase.”

It really upsets me when I see all those posts of people basically promoting their relationship…
JOKER LOVES JOKER, he doesn’t give a shit about Harley unless he needs something from her.
He is a narcissist…
You don’t want that love… that is the love I know best… and let me tell you first hand, that at the end of the day, it isn’t worth it… IT DESTROYS YOU.

I am terrified of falling in love again, because that is generally the type of love I get, and its always with the wrong people.
Please stop romanticizing their relationship.
If you want a relationship to strive for… Harley and Poison Ivy have a FAR MORE LOVELY relationship!

Also, guys really, Saying you are looking for your Harley Quinn, you don’t actually want that… she is crazy, like actually crazy… She is mentally ill… you can’t handle that.
Most guys can’t even handle me, and I’m not even at her level of crazy.
So yes, this was a big rant, and people will probably think I’m over reacting..
But that’s fine.




Beyond exhausted and overwhelmed.
Can’t keep fighting these battles in my head.
Can’t win against my own mind.
Tell me what is real…

I shouldn’t have to live like this.
Yet this is the only way it is ever going to be.

I idolize the idea of death.
Everyone has to have a dream.
What a sweet escape that would be.
Just to have everything stop.
No more pain,
no more anything.
That is bliss.

But no, no escape for me.
Guilt takes hold.
I’m not allowed to want to die.
Because what about everyone else?

Well guess what…
I’m tired of putting everyone else first.
Its what I have always done,
but who is putting me first?

Shouldn’t be my choice?
To live or die.
Shouldn’t that be one thing I have control over in this world?
I’m empty,
I’m a shell of everything I once was.
This mask is getting to heavy,
my mind doesn’t want to be here.


Just let me go.



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