Hey there, diary. Today was a special day for me. I decided to put on my sexiest, most revealing suit for my Puddin, the one and only Joker. I wanted to surprise him and show him just how much I love him.
I spent hours getting ready, making sure every detail was perfect. The tight red and black outfit hugged my curves in all the right places, accentuating my figure in a way that I knew would drive him wild. The fishnet stockings and stiletto heels completed the look, adding a touch of danger and seduction that I knew he couldn't resist.
As I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. I couldn't wait to see the look on his face when he saw me. I knew he would appreciate the effort I put in, the lengths I went to just to please him.
When he finally arrived, I could tell he was surprised. His eyes lit up when he saw me, a wicked grin spreading across his face. He didn't say much, just pulled me close and whispered in my ear, telling me how good I looked.
I felt like a queen in that moment, like I was the most important person in the world to him. And for a brief second, I allowed myself to believe it. But I knew deep down that he would never truly love me the way I loved him.
Still, I cherished those moments when he showed me affection, when he made me feel special. It was those moments that made all the pain and heartache worth it.
As we danced and laughed together, I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment. No matter what the future held, I knew that I would always be by his side, ready to do whatever it took to make him happy.
So here's to you, Puddin. Here's to the moments we share, the chaos we cause, and the love that binds us together. I may be crazy, but I wouldn't have it any other way.
Until next time, diary. Keep my secrets safe.