Você procurou por: i came late and my head was aching (Inglês - Tagalo)

i came home late and i want to rest
late na kasi ako nakauwi kahapon at gusto kong makapagpahinga

my head was heavy
balikat ko masakit na parang mabigat

my head was about to explod
parang ang ulo ko ay mabibiyak

i came late because i left late at home
umalis ng late

it was as if my head was being torn apart by the pain
lahat ng pinaplano kagabi ay drawing

mama sarah maybe i can rest? i feel bad, my minstration because i hurt my stomach and my head, then i clean.
mama sarah baka pwede na po ako magpahinga? masama po kasi pakiramdam ko, my minstration po kasi ako masakit po puson at ulo ko, tapos naman po ako maglinis.

my unforgettable experience, previously days when i'm playing a volleyball with my friends in the plaza of dolores, and while we play, i was hit by ball in my head and my friends laugh at me
habang

how does your being a female or male influence your family's and peers expectations from you? my family become happy because i came into their lives. also i know that as a parents it's natural for them to be strict because they care and love to me and my brother especially to me as only girl except to my mother.
how does your being a female or male influence your family's and peers expectations from you? my family become happy because i came into their lives. also i know that as a parents it's natural for them to be strict because they care and love to me and my brother especially to me as only girl except to my mother.

"don't let me cry mom. my lungs won't get bigger, won't get stronger, won't make wiser. don't let me cry mom. don't hear those comments, your kisses won't spoil me, your chest won't make me dependent, i don't do it to disturb. don't let me cry mom. i can only trust you, i only know your voice, your smell, i only think of you since i came out of your womb. don't let me cry mom. don't teach me to comfort myself alone, i don't need it, because i know i can always count on you. don't listen to them. don't spoil me when you attend my cry. i do not ask you for comfort at night to disturb, i seek you because i need you, because i do not understand this world we live in, because i am just learning to love. don't teach me from a young age to cry, to suffer, to feel loneliness. i'm gonna learn it i promise. one day i will suffer for real and my cry will not be for you to hold me in your arms or for you to give me your breast, one day my cry will be of an adult and you will not be able to comfort him. that day i want to remember simpler days. days when my parents used to kiss me and that's all i would stop crying. those days are not coming back and if i never had them i won't have to remember. don't let me cry mom. "
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