Vous avez cherché: i felt i was close to panic (Anglais - Tagalog)

if only i was close to you
kung malapit lang sana kami sa inyo

i felt like i was held back
tagalog

i felt like i was bothering you
i felt like i was bothering you

when he was close to sunny he called it
nakakaramdam siya ng hapdi sa di malamang dahilan

i felt i knew you were a kind person
alam ko na kaibigan kita at hindi pa kita lobo sang kilala pero i ba na ang pakiramdam ko sayo sayo ko lang nakita ang saya

i felt like i was doing something wrong because i didn't want to do it! ��
kaya pala parang hindi ako nauubusan ng gagawin, kasi hindi ko naman ginagawa! ��

i was confused by how i felt for her
naguguluhan ako kasi mahal kita pero parang dimo naman ata maintindihan na may anak din ako need ko kumita pera at para na din mapuntahan kita duyan

because excessive want. i love you not because of money but because we want you i just felt i was looking for true love
maghihintay ako sayo dahil mahal kita. mahal kita hindi dahil sa pera kundi gusto kita dahil sayo ko lamang naramdaman ang totoong pagmamahal na hinahanap ko

the school is close to home that can be taken home for i was expenses
malapit ang skwelahan sa bahay na pwedeng uuwian para i was gastos

i would know where you are u careful you do not always give up the test thanks to the passage and hope that i get to work early because i was close to giving birth, we love you very much my love ..
mahal ko sana kung nasan ka man ngaun mag ingat ka palagi wag kang susuko mga pagsubok lang yan na kailangang pag daanan at sana mahal ko makapasok kana sa trabaho mo ng maaga kasi malapit na akong manganak , mahal na mahal ka namin mahal ko sobra ..

first eye but i didn't work, haman i felt i could do it but i couldn't do that ah man
una mata ki pero waman akot naubra , haman ako nakabatyag man akot makato pero bukon it makato kana ay ah tao

i felt dizzy when i plugged in the numbers laptop. its good that i finished it because i started it last week. fortunately i was able to control my vision even though i was slightly dizzy and even chill in the aircon because i was not used to it.
nakatamdam ako ng hilo nung mag eencode ako sa laptop ng mga numero. mabuti na lnag at natapos ko ito dahil na rin naumpisahan ko ito nung last week. mabuti na rin na nakontrol ko ang aking paningin kahit nahihilo akong konti at nilalamig din sa aircon dahil hindi ako sanay dito.

the aftermath written by anna todd is a wonderful novel that looks like a beautiful scene you can watch. as i read it i felt like i was floating in the sky because of the cold. another thing i can't imagine is that he wrote a great novel just because he was a die hard fan in one direction
ang after na isinulat ni anna todd ay isang napakagandang novel parang isang magandang tanawin na iyong matatanaw. habang binabasa ko ito ay para akong nakalutang sa langit dahil sa kilig. isa pa hindi ko ma imagine na naisulat niya ang isang napalagandang novel dahil lang sa pagiging isang die hard fan niya sa one direction

i am 15 years old and at my age like this i was bullied by my own friends now we will be separated and not like before, at this age i am, because of my friend i am crying, i miss the old laughter the nasty story, now avy is gone, she's happy with vince, gelou is upset with me, our friendship is very toxic, maybe the old ones will come back when we get close to each other
ako ay 15 na taong gulang at sa aking idad na ganito ako ay nabuli ng aking sariling mga kaibigan ngayon kami ay mag kakahiwalay na at hindi na katulad ng dati, sa ganitong idad ko, ng dahil sa kaibigan ako ay umiiyak, nakakamiss yung dating tawanan yung makukulit na kwentohan, ngayon wala na si avy masaya na sya kay vince si gelou naman mayroong sama ng loob sakin, napaka toxic na ng friendship namin siguro d na mababalik yung dating pag kakaclose namin sa isat isa

i stepped outside. it had rained all day, and i could feel the moisture in the air. for some reason, i’d always loved thunderstorms. they reminded me of nights from my childhood when my family would gather on the porch, blanketed by the safety of our house, watching the violent swirl of rain and lightning rip through the neighborhood from what seemed like a far distance. we were right in the thick of the chaos, but it didn’t feel like it. all 6 of us would stand together, silent, in awe of the powerful and destructive force of nature unfolding before our eyes, invoking a sense of peace and calm within each of us. i walked into the parking lot, heading towards my car. the air smelled like rain and it brought back that same sense of peace and calm i used to have. i felt happy. it was my second time visiting this new friend in this new town. i had parked in the same spot as last time. as i approached my parking spot, something was off. a brief moment passed that felt longer than it should have felt. i looked around, as if to second-guess the fact that i was standing here, in this spot, right now. it was gone. disappeared. my stomach dropped. a thing that i had so clearly owned had vanished. my own possession, which i had worked for and paid for, which had carried me on multiple journeys across the country, which is uniquely part of my story and mine alone, had been ripped away from me. as soon as i gained proper functioning of my senses, i concluded that one of two things had happened. either someone had broken the window, hot wired my car and driven off, or some vulture towed it as part of his job description. i’m a big believer in not over-complicating things, so i assumed the more reasonable latter. my fists were tightly clenched. i paced around with an air of haste. my sense of peace and calm had transformed in a matter of moments. i’d been in this situation before, so it wasn’t confusion that i felt. i couldn’t quite put my finger on it. i found the sign i was unconsciously looking for, and dialed the number, almost automatically. “what kind of car is it?…uhhh…yeah i’m pretty sure we have it…well i dunno for sure, i haven’t seen it…they’re closed…monday at 8:30 am………i’m in georgia, bud…8:30 monday…” i felt as if i was chained to a wall. i had nothing but my words with which to fight for what was rightfully mine, and my words didn’t matter. they shattered like sugar glass against the structure that had been imposed by some faceless voice on the phone, utterly out of my reach. if i screamed, i felt as if the sound would fade to silence no more than 2 inches from my face, reaching nobody. i felt helpless. i started walking. it was still wet. the moisture in the air felt sticky and gross. … i saw my apartment, but kept walking. i was heading for the tow company lot. initially i didn’t realize i had made up my mind, but my quickened pace told me everything i needed to know. i was not going to let somebody impose their own structure on me. i decided to take control of the situation. i was in charge of my own freedom and i wouldn’t let anybody take that away from me. it was a 30 minute walk to the lot, so i had some time to devise my plan. there would probably be fences, and they would probably be locked up with a chain. i could climb over the fence no problem; i had done so many times before. i had my snowboard and a bag of winter clothes in my car since i hadn’t fully moved into my new place yet. in that bag was a ski mask, so i could conceal my face in the likely event that i was caught on a security camera. my license plates were attached to my old address, halfway across the country. i would be difficult to locate. the towing company was a small local company, so i assumed they didn’t have enough disposable resources to justify fighting a legal battle over a lost tow fee. i needed to register my car in my new state anyways, which i would do first thing that week. that way the license plate they had on file would no longer be valid. i was betting on the fact that pursuing me would be too much of a cost to be worth it. i also had a set of pliers in my car, which i would use to loosen the chain. this might take some work, but it could be done. once the chain was loosened, it was a matter of busting through the fence. i would just need to pick up enough speed. my jeep could take the hit, no problem. i had arrived. it was time to make the move. i jumped the fence easily and stealthily made my way to my car. i opened it up, located my ski mask, put it on, and grabbed the pliers. my heart was pounding. i ran over to the fence. the chain was thicker than i had imagined. i worked on it. i found the weak spot and tried to pry it open. it wouldn’t budge. i kept trying. i must have been working at it for 30 minutes. i looked at my watch and less than 5 minutes had passed. i stuck with it. after 10 minutes, i had noticeably chipped away at the metal. my hand was cramped. i switched hands and kept wor
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