Chapter-27: Contraception For Trump's Father.

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Swan Waking up to pain has become a regular feature of my life these days. Today was nothing different. When I woke up, I saw my wrist bandaged and everything came tumbling to my mind. Just because, I was trying to be extra intelligent, I took that stupid move and lost the popsicle competition. Not to forget the kisses that I got in between. Then, I got my wrist tattooed. Freakin' again. What am I doing with my life? I honestly don't want the answer to that question. The rest of the story, I don't actually remember as I passed out. Hell, I don't even know who put me to bed. God bless that person's soul... I had picked out one of my favourite outfits from my walk-in-closet, A Blue off-shoulder crop top, torn denim shorts with black sneakers. I took out my phone and checked my n

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