To love is to suffer but still be open to life. I don’t necessarily mean love in the romantic sense, I mean to love everything, whether it be a neighbour, friend, or a passerby. Too often, doing something nice is considered weird, not normal. If someone were to walk by, they will try their utmost to not look at you if you were to cross their path. Or to smile at someone can be considered freaky. To talk straight can be considered two-faced. How do we combat this? How do we love openly, love everyone, without suffering?






