Born to love, cursed to feel. — Samantha King, Born to Love, Cursed to Feel
Born to love, cursed to feel. — Samantha King, Born to Love, Cursed to Feel
Born to love, cursed to feel. — Samantha King, Born to Love, Cursed to Feel
Born to love, cursed to feel. — Samantha King, Born to Love, Cursed to Feel
Born to love, cursed to feel. — Samantha King, Born to Love, Cursed to Feel
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Born to love, cursed to feel.

— Samantha King, Born to Love, Cursed to Feel
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