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okay then, i'll stop
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i'll stop
akala ko kasi sasaya ka kapag ganito
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i'll stop from here
i'll stop from here
마지막 업데이트: 2023-05-13
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if not, i'll stop it
ano? mahina internet sa inyo?
마지막 업데이트: 2022-08-26
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okay then
ayos lang nun
마지막 업데이트: 2021-11-09
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i'll stop loving you.
i 'll stop loving you.
마지막 업데이트: 2022-06-11
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then i'll be her nothing
wala akong magawa para mapanatili ka
마지막 업데이트: 2020-01-04
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then i'll call you right away
matagal ka pa ba
마지막 업데이트: 2022-03-05
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photo of me then i'll just t
yung na adik kana sa kakakuha ng litrato ng ulap
마지막 업데이트: 2024-06-21
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then, i'll fuck you and rip you as if
kukumotan kita
마지막 업데이트: 2022-11-04
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follow me then i'll follow you back
folow me then ill folow ypu back too
마지막 업데이트: 2020-12-12
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justi tell me then i'll do it for your
justi tell me then
마지막 업데이트: 2022-02-25
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if my death is with you,then i'll love to die
if my death is with you,then i 'll love to die.
마지막 업데이트: 2022-06-05
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i'll stop playing cod when she is in a relationship
i'll stop playing cod when she is in a relationship
마지막 업데이트: 2023-10-16
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i'll stop playing cod when she is in a relationship with someone else
i'll stop playing cod when she is in a relationship with someone else
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they treat me like im an outcast then i'll treat them like stranger too
they treat me like im an outcast then i 'll treat them like stranger too
마지막 업데이트: 2022-10-08
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im so scared to fall inlove but if it's you then i'll try it's you
im so scared to falling inlove but if it's you then i'll try it's you
마지막 업데이트: 2022-09-19
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if that's the case then i'll tweet, be sure to contact us. papangas. sasalam
naka sasao detui nga babalu sika!!! suna pay agrubrub!! ket waz met ammo na. wala lang adda lang nabasak! yawning face
마지막 업데이트: 2020-05-22
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gotchu! why just don't tell the truth than let me wait for nothing!mygosh! i hate ur reasons!🤧 but then i'll wait 'til 5pm, again!🤗 hahahaist!🙄
gotchu! bakit hindi lang sabihin ang totoo kaysa hayaan mo akong maghintay para sa wala! mygosh! galit ako sa mga dahilan! 🤧 ngunit maghihintay ako hanggang 5pm, muli! 🤗 hahahaist! 🙄
마지막 업데이트: 2021-10-24
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many artists lived in the greenwich village area of new york. two young women named sue and johnsy shared a studio apartment at the top of a three-story building. johnsy's real name was joanna. in november, a cold, unseen stranger came to visit the city. this disease, pneumonia, killed many people. johnsy lay on her bed, hardly moving. she looked through the small window. she could see the side of the brick house next to her building. one morning, a doctor examined johnsy and took her temperature. then he spoke with sue in another room. "she has one chance in -- let us say ten," he said. "and that chance is for her to want to live. your friend has made up her mind that she is not going to get well. has she anything on her mind?" "she -- she wanted to paint the bay of naples in italy some day," said sue. "paint?" said the doctor. "bosh! has she anything on her mind worth thinking twice -- a man for example?" "a man?" said sue. "is a man worth -- but, no, doctor; there is nothing of the kind." "i will do all that science can do," said the doctor. "but whenever my patient begins to count the carriages at her funeral, i take away fifty percent from the curative power of medicines." after the doctor had gone, sue went into the workroom and cried. then she went to johnsy's room with her drawing board, whistling ragtime. johnsy lay with her face toward the window. sue stopped whistling, thinking she was asleep. she began making a pen and ink drawing for a story in a magazine. young artists must work their way to "art" by making pictures for magazine stories. sue heard a low sound, several times repeated. she went quickly to the bedside. johnsy's eyes were open wide. she was looking out the window and counting -- counting backward. "twelve," she said, and a little later "eleven"; and then "ten" and "nine;" and then "eight" and "seven," almost together. sue looked out the window. what was there to count? there was only an empty yard and the blank side of the house seven meters away. an old ivy vine, going bad at the roots, climbed half way up the wall. the cold breath of autumn had stricken leaves from the plant until its branches, almost bare, hung on the bricks. "what is it, dear?" asked sue. "six," said johnsy, quietly. "they're falling faster now. three days ago there were almost a hundred. it made my head hurt to count them. but now it's easy. there goes another one. there are only five left now." "five what, dear?" asked sue. "leaves. on the plant. when the last one falls i must go, too. i've known that for three days. didn't the doctor tell you?" "oh, i never heard of such a thing," said sue. "what have old ivy leaves to do with your getting well? and you used to love that vine. don't be silly. why, the doctor told me this morning that your chances for getting well real soon were -- let's see exactly what he said – he said the chances were ten to one! try to eat some soup now. and, let me go back to my drawing, so i can sell it to the magazine and buy food and wine for us." "you needn't get any more wine," said johnsy, keeping her eyes fixed out the window. "there goes another one. no, i don't want any soup. that leaves just four. i want to see the last one fall before it gets dark. then i'll go, too." "johnsy, dear," said sue, "will you promise me to keep your eyes closed, and not look out the window until i am done working? i must hand those drawings in by tomorrow." "tell me as soon as you have finished," said johnsy, closing her eyes and lying white and still as a fallen statue. "i want to see the last one fall. i'm tired of waiting. i'm tired of thinking. i want to turn loose my hold on everything, and go sailing down, down, just like one of those poor, tired leaves."
c / ang huling dahon ng o henry
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