Harley and joker

Harley and joker

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jun 5, 2025
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Action and Thriller
♥️♠️♦️♣️ "I wanna walk away from you everyday but I don't because I love you and I owe you one but that doesn't mean what you do to me is okay" "Then leave. I'm not stopping you but just know you won't get away easily" He saved you from the harsh streets of south Pasadena California. Was it really him saving you though? You've seen so much blood shed, drugs dealt, postitution, and everything the streets had to offer while with him. He was like the joker and you were his innocent little harley. He had another girl everyday and didn't even try to hide it from you, but late at night when you two were alone you were his only woman. You wanted to leave nafla but the consequences was something you weren't prepared for. And with all the history and love you two had for each other how could you leave him? ♥️♠️♦️♣️ I just wanna mention on this story you're half Puerto Rican half black.
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