MizNygma

    “ALFRED TURN THAT SHIT OWN YOU BLOODY GIT!” Arthur yelled at the top of his lungs over the obnoxious pop music being blasted throughout his house.      “WHAAT? I CAN’T HEAR YOU.” Al responded, clearly knowing what the Englishman had said, but disobeying by the excuse of his music was too loud.      “Jesus Christ- TURN IT DOWN MORON!” You screamed in an even louder voice, filled with power.      Al responded this time and shut the stereo off completely. “Whoops. He heh… spry _______.” He chuckled sheepishly with a hint of guilt.      “Yeah bullshit. You know we were scre

Therapy "'You belong here.' Those were the last words that the Batman said to me. Honestly, I don't know what I did wrong. I loved. Is that my crime? I loved and cared for someone enough to be labeled 'crazy'? But love is crazy! Nothing but crazy. " The group stared at him. Some scoffing, others were too drugged up to care. I, however, watched him. He was nervous and seemed quite shy. It took a lot to get him to open up. The doctors had to give him his top hat to make him talk. He seemed so uncomfortable next to the Joker. Couldn't blame him. If we 'Belonged here', Joker was the one that belonged the most. Out of all of us, he was the most