When you love someone, you end up caring about each and every person they love. When you hate someone, you end up caring about every single person who hates them.

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
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When you love someone, you end up caring about each and every person they love. When you hate someone, you end up caring about every single person who hates them. When we hate, we tend to hold onto our hatred, and we let it grow and grow so that it becomes a part of us. We can hate with all our hearts and still care about those we hate, but hate never becomes a part of us because we don’t give it the chance to do so. We only care about those we love because if we didn’t care about them, then why would we hate them?

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