🥀| ‘I’m not crazy.’

Let’s get..one thing straight. I’m not crazy. But..when I want—no—need something. I do whatever it fucking takes to get it. and NOTHING will stop me.

I had stumbled upon you about 7 months ago, you were walking home from work—assumingly—and I was too caught up in my phone with an argument with my friend Niall and before I knew it we had collided. You were mesmerizing to me…your lips looked so soft, your eyes sparkled. But..I never got your number. We apologized and went on our different ways. but. Me..being me, I searched high and low for you. It started off simple. I found out where you worked. A cute little cafe on the corner of welsh street..I watched you for a few weeks, as you cleaned,served etc..then I figured out what car you drove. A 2022 dodge charger, all black besides the light blue door handles. Then..I found out where you lived. A simple 2 bedroom, 2 bath, a cute backyard—that I may or may not have explored whilst you weren’t home—. I had watched you for months silently.

About a month ago I had installed cameras into your home whilst you were away on a trip—dont ask how I know—and since then I had monitored your every move. I was planning on knowing you so ..when I finally decided to ask you out,you’d say yes. You’d HAVE to say yes..

that..leads us to now. I was looking over the cameras when you came into your home..with a guy?!.. great. Now I need to..get rid of some competition I see..