This is a little different from my usual writing, but I am sitting here on a Saturday afternoon with the movie Suicide Squad playing in the background and the scene where Joker and Harley Quinn jump into a vat of acid just played. I think that man is one of thee sexiest men alive. It’s not the man, it’s the character because I fell in love with Heath Ledger’s version of Joker as well. Imbalanced and dangerous and a giant part of me wants to be my own version of Harley Quinn. How…intriguing.

My taste in men has always been a little hazy to me. I don’t know what it is about the character of Joker that gets me, it’s certainly not the makeup. It’s definitely the attitude. But why?

There’s guys here in prison that get me going too. I’ve noticed that when they are kind of intense to others but take time to be gentle with me I melt each and every time. Save the flowers, go be an asshole to someone and then grab me by my waist and kiss me passionately.

Yup…I’m a weirdo. Certified.

Anyone else get this?

With Love