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I live how there’s many faxes TI this iconic character that is the joker

I’ve finally found my Puddin’, that other crazy half that completes my own. He surprises me with fried shrimp at my house, and sushi at work. He wipes my face when I cry, he kisses my right cheek where my ex left bruises. He doesn’t guilt me if he doesn’t get sex when I’m at his house, nor does he make me feel terrible about any of my eclectic interests.
He is The Joker to my Harley, the Herman Munster to my Lily, Gomez to Morticia, Beetlejuice to Lydia. He is everything I have ever dreamed of and much more.
I never thought I would ever find this happiness, and when I found this picture it just screamed ‘us’.