Вы искали: not everything isn't not going to be ... (Английский - Тагальский)

we are not going to be millionaries
bawal tayong tamarin magiging milyonaryang tita pa tayo some day

but it is not going to be installed
ngunit ito ay hindi iinstolahin

i am not going to be able to keep my hands off of you and i mean every inch of you
mahal ko ang bawat pulgada ng iyong katawan

babe, i'm not going to walk, i'm not going to hurt you, i'm going to hurt you, i'm going to be rigid,mwa
emuku lalakwan ne,eku agyu pag meko ka manasakit ku ika ing mamye saya kaku,mwa

the following packages conflict with %b%s%b, or depend on a version of it which is not going to be installed.
ang mga sumusunod na pakete ay conflict sa %b%s%b, o naka-depende sa bersyon nito na hindi i-instal.

miss sofia know m nman i love you why are you so numb what you want me to prove. do you want me to talk to you and i crawl in front of you just to accept that i love what's in me that you don't want me to have. but i'm not going to be able to grow it until it is nex year.
miss britney sofia alam mo naman na mahal kita bakit ba ang manhid mo ano pa gusto mong patunayan ko. gusto mo pa ba na haranahan pa kit at lumuho pa ako sa harapan mo para lang matanggap mo agn pagibig ko unsa diay ang naa sa ako nga dili nimo gusto kai akung baohon. pero sige lng puhon basig ma divelop raka mag paabot bahalag nex year.

we all know that happiness is the best feeling,but for me im afraid to be happy ,why? because i know its not permanent feeling at all,because when your happy it will makes you sad at the same time,i just want to be silent but observant becausei know i am not going to be sad, i dont need other people to make myself happy but i'm the one who can make myself happy
alam nating lahat na ang kaligayahan ay ang pinakamagandang pakiramdam, ngunit para sa akin ay natatakot akong maging masaya, bakit? dahil alam kong hindi permanenteng pakiramdam ito, coz kapag ang iyong masaya ay magpapasaya sa iyo sa parehong oras, gusto ko lang tumahimik ngunit mapagmasid dahil alam kong hindi ako magiging malungkot, hindi ko kailangan ng ibang tao na gawin ang aking sarili masaya pero ako ang makapagpapasaya sa sarili ko

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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