Unwanted Birthday Gift #Wattys2016
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I'm Kisses Bluebliss Coltrange.
Turning 27 years old.
Graduated in BS Business and Management.
Curently the CEO of Coltrange Group of Companies.
uhmm.. what more?
A Certified NBSB. (oh yes, In almost 27 years of my existance.)
A VIRGIN. (something that I must be proud of.)
and of course..
A Drop-Dead Gorgeous. (oh, aangal pa? Tch!)
~
One day, I just found my myself in a shitty mess. It was my birthday. This is my story with my effin' wierd birthday gift on September 18 2016.
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