Ok,👌🏻I’ll meet 👬you somewhere. But just so you🙎🏻♂️ know, I’m coward 😨😰who doesn’t 🚫like 👎fighting. ⚔️It’s because of my borderline personality 👨🚒👨🚀👨✈️🤴and OCD, 😷😷I just stand 🕺there and 🙅♂️not fight back. So I’ll let you pound 🔨🔨me to a bloody 💉🍊pulp, and let you feel like a bad 🏋️♂️🤼♀️ass. But, once I regain ⏰consciousness, my OCD 😷😷will go in to overdrive 🚘🚗and I will spend every minute, 🕑🕒🕓🕔of every day📆 obsessing 🧘♂️over ⤵️you. I’ve already lifted 🏋️♀️enough information 📖📝🔍from your public profile 📚🗂to know. Where you work, 📈🏫your suburb, 📫the soccer ⚽️team you play ▶️for, the oval 🔃you practice at, the nights 🌌🌃you’re home 🏠🚶♂️alone because your gf 💏is at Pilates🏃♀️ (she’s cute 😻btw), what your house 🏡👀looks like, the name of the park 🏕🛤just down the street 🛣(such pretty 🎀🌷Deb photos🌇🌄🌅🏞) and that your train 🚝🚞gets in at 5️⃣3️⃣6️⃣pm Monday 📆🗓to Friday.
This is even before ◀️I’ve started obsessing 👄👨❤️👨👬over you. So I’ll come🚙 to 🚦🔙✖️ street 🛣right now 🕞and wait ⌛️at the top 🔝of the road 🛣for you. I’ll toot 🎵my horn ,3 🔉🔉🔉times, then you 🃏can come up ⬆️🔼and bash🤛🏼 💪💢me, I promise 👏🏻on my life I won’t 🐔fight 🤼♀️🏌️♀️back. But just remember📝💭, that every sinister 👁🗨🌚shadow🧥, 🔦every creak 🦇🕸and groan 🗣👄of your floorboards, 👤could 👀be me, 👦🏼quietly 🐭sneaking👻 up 🔼behind🔙 you to put a 4️⃣ inch blade 🔪between 🔀your c5 ➕➕and c6 vertebrae💆♂️🙇♂️, servering ⚔️your spinal 🎗cord, and making sure 👍you’ll 🏃♂️never🚫🚷 kick a soccer⚽️⛹️♂️ ball, or fuck 💏🍆💦that pretty🎀💌 little missus💅🏻💁♀️ of yours ever again.
So I’m 🚶♂️🚙leaving now, ⏰listen 🗣🎧out for three3️⃣🔉🔉🔉 toots in about an hour ⏳🔜and a half.🎚