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I know you're probably wondering who Bruce Tomilson is...
no one is wondering...
Just shut up.
Well I'm glad to introduce him to you.
You see that ass hole is the reason why my life has taken a huge about turn.....
Before I completely gave up on life.
I was in love.
I'm not talking about the kind of love where boy meets girl...
by the subway and falls in love with her wild side .....
or the kind where the boy is the hot neighbour next door that the goofy girl next door is helplessly falling for.
I'm not talking about the kind that meets at a club or the park or the mall or all that shitty stuff Disney makes you fall for.
No.
When I first met that mistake of a guy....
He didn't feel like the morning sun or pancakes or caramel or anything close to beautiful.
He wasn't the Romeo or the Jack type .
He wasn't the type to get the door for you...
or pull out a chair for you to sit at a fancy hotel.
He wasn't the type that brought you breakfast to bed after a feisty night.
He wasn't the type that surprised you with flowers at your work place...
declaring to the whole world how much he adored you,
No.
Bruce was different.
And so was learning to love him.
what we had wasn't what everyone else had..,
It was the dangerous type.
It was toxic.
It was the type you'd want to stay far away from as far as your mental health was concerned .
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