Hai cercato la traduzione di i hate the pages of a busy about me da Inglese a Malese

i hate the pages of a busy about me
saya benci orang yang sibuk tentang hal saya

i hate the flu
saya bencikan selesema

i hate people like you. you know what you know about me having a boyfriend
saya benci orang seperti awak. awak tahu apa yang awak tahu tentang saya punya teman lelaki

i hate this feeling !! why can miss it all of a sudden
saya benci perasaan ini !! kenapa boleh merinduinya secara tiba tiba

i like the red color but i hate the green color
saya suka warna merah tapi saya benci warna hijau

the page of the document to display.
alih ke halaman pertama dokumen

image showing the second page of a duplex printed sequence to be printed upside down.
imej memaparkan halaman kedua bagi jujukan cetakan dupleks akan dicetak menonggeng.

a single page of a multi-page image
merupakan halaman tunggal bagi imej halaman-berbilang

what they say is really fun for them , but for me it makes me so tired, because i hate the feellings when insecurities hit me again, it makes me feel worthless just because i don't fit the standard of beauty, then its making my biggest insecurity.
apa yang mereka katakan benar-benar menyeronokkan bagi mereka, tetapi bagi saya ia membuatkan saya sangat letih, kerana saya benci perasaan apabila rasa tidak selamat melanda saya lagi, ia membuatkan saya berasa tidak berharga hanya kerana saya tidak sesuai dengan standard kecantikan, menjadikannya rasa tidak selamat terbesar saya.

i was only ten, it was a normal weekendjust a saturday, towards the eveningi'm sure i spent my time drawing or readingi recall my mom's in the corridor cleaningdad and sister just got back from the food shopwith a few bags full of fruit, a pan and a new wokthey were laughing as my dad took his shoes offthen boom daddy collapsed, quit actin' a fool popwhy is he not moving? why has he stopped?what is he doing? c'mon pop you gotta get up!my mom's rolled him over, dad was foaming at the mouthmy sister phoned the ambulance as i ran up out the housei gave a yell! filled with rage and pain as wellmy finger's were aching from ringing on my neighbor's bellno one came when i called or prayed for helpthat's why i hate god, hate my neighbors, hate myselfhate the ambulance, lousy fools insidehow can you revive a human life if it takes two hours to arrive?february '95 i recollect the very first fucking time that i met with death
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