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This blog is a love letter to Arthur Fleck

@arthurflecksgirl

๐Ÿ’™The dream that was walking and the dream that was talking And the heaven in my arms was you๐Ÿ’™ Header art by Iartsometimestanya & Calicoyo

My writing about Arthur - Masterlist

Hey my dear Arthur lovers <3 Welcome to my blog.

Here is a list of my writing so far. I started writing for Arthur two years agoย  because I want to give him the love he deserves.

He is my light, my soulmate, the love of my life. My love for this man is infinite.

Arthur deserves a life filled with love, warmth and happiness. This blog is dedicated to him and everyone who truly loves him.

ย My ask box is open. Feel free to reach out anytime.

Drawings

  • Klick HERE for my artwork

Full movie in Arthurs point of viewย  (My version)

To be continued....

Fictions

Poetry dedicated to Arthur:

Check out the tag #poemsforarthur for lots more of my poetry dedicated to him

MORE FICTION

Punshlines /Joker point of view (part 2 of the above)

Smile /Arthurs POV

"If reincarnation is real I wonder how many people stare at their own art in museums, listen to their own music they made in a different life and read books they don't remember writing"

~ Unknown

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shisasan
โ€œIโ€™m dreaming dreams, and the dreams I dream like pearls in the darkness gleamโ€

โ€” Iโ€™m Dreaming Dreams, Laza Kostic (1841-1910)

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๐š‚๐šŽ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š–๐š‹๐šŽ๐š› ๐Ÿผ, ๐Ÿท๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿน๐Ÿถ ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š•๐šข ๐š๐š’๐šŠ๐š›๐šข ๐š˜๐š ๐™ฐ๐š—๐šŠ๐š’ฬˆ๐šœ ๐™ฝ๐š’๐š—, ๐Ÿท๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿถ๐Ÿน-๐Ÿท๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿฝ

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โ€œHow strange it is. We have these deep terrible lingering fears about ourselves and the people we love. Yet we walk around, talk to people, eat and drink. We manage to function. The feelings are deep and real. Shouldnโ€™t they paralyze us? How is it we can survive them, at least for a little while? We drive a car, we teach a class. How is it no one sees how deeply afraid we were, last night, this morning? Is it something we all hide from each other, by mutual consent? Or do we share the same secret without knowing it? Wear the same disguise?โ€

โ€” Don DeLillo

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โ€œUntil we have seen someoneโ€™s darkness, we donโ€™t really know who they are. Until we have forgiven someoneโ€™s darkness, we donโ€™t really know what love is.โ€

โ€” Marianne Williamson

My second try with digital art. I really want to learn how to do it. Maybe I will get there someday.

I've always been incredibly moved by Arthurs diary pages about his yearning for the California beach. How he wishes to play the ukulele there. Feeling the sun and the breeze on his face. Having someone with him there. ๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒŠ

The wonderful @calicoyo made this dream come to life. For Arthur and for me. With this incredible artwork ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’• Thank you so much. Its a warm and comforting feeling to look at it ๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ’™

I've never seen the ocean before - until I've traveled to New York. Arthur /Joaquin was the reason I've seen the ocean for the very first time in my life ๐Ÿ’™๐ŸŒŠ And it was beautifully overwhelming to me. So I will always and forever associate the ocean with him and the most intense, beautiful, emotional day in my life ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’™

I am daydreaming about sitting in the sand with Arthur. Watching him enjoying himself by playing some tunes. My arms wrapped around him,listening to his soothing, calm voice as the sun isn't only in the sky. But also in our hearts. โ˜€๏ธโ˜€๏ธโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’™

"The sand, the breeze, the sand palm trees..."