Dear doll face,
I still think about you even though a month has already gone by. Why do I still care?
In moments like these I think about what my life was like before I became myself. Then, I think about what it has come to now, and I think of you. I think of you and I think of Harley. I wish you were still here. I wish I didn't hurt Harley or made her who she was because of me.
God, I'm so stupid. I'm sorry, doll face.
- J.
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FanfictionWhere Joker writes letters for his love who left him. book two