April 15, 2006
This is it. Closing in on me finally. After these last five years of helping Mr. J and it all comes down to this. In the back of my mind, even as I am scrambling to write this, I knew it would happen despite him reassuring me that I would never get caught by "Gothams Finest" or even the Batman. Then again I remember Mr. J stretching the truth or better yet, outright lying to cover his own skin. Doesn't matter, I love him still. I think this is the reason why I'm leaving. Still, who can say? I have to save myself from the Batman, but mostly from my former colleagues who looked up to me and now they see what will become of me. Former brilliant psycho-analist turned into deadly prankster. Certified nutso hopelessly in love with a murderous psychopathic clown. I have to do what I have to do. Mom, I'm sorry I have dissappointed you, but no matter what I knew you would never be proud of me for anything I have done. One small hope I have is, if you are reading this, is that you don't come and find me. Even the most pure souls can become corrupted.
Harleen Quinzel
Harley Quinn