I have loved many people, and even loved many people while loving one person. You said I was wrong, but I just don't want to live like this. Behind the innocence, kindness and happiness lies a withered heart. I will always be hysterical about something, and I will always cry bitterly about something. I used to make infinite efforts to make myself more worthy of joy, but I am becoming less and less like myself.
Intention: Love requires learning, not loving requires learning even more, and as a minority group, we must learn not to love.