KuwadroBukas ang pintuanhindi upangikaw ay makapasokkundiupang aking makitaang mundosa labas ng kuwadronghindi komatakasan.Kaya nama'tdi rin kitamasisi kung ikaw ay pumasokdahil aking natantona gusto mo rin langusisainang mundongdi mo pa nakikita.Ngunit ako ay magpapaalalana hindi kita inimbitaat ang natatanging dahilankung bakit ikaway nananatiliay hindi dahilikaw ay aking inimbitahanngunit dahilako ay bukassa sinuman.Hindi ako marunong magpalayasmarunong ako magparayahindi ako nagsasara ng pintuandahil inaabangan koang mundona tanaw lamangmula rito sa kuwadoat sa aking pintuan
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Better be carefulCarelessly spokenWordsThough casualAnd apparently harmlessSharply makes throughjust like papercutCarelessly spokenWordsReach futherThan the echoes Of EmotionsThey leave behindCarelessly spokenWordsAre more remarkablethan well chosenand sophisticatedlanguageCarelessly spokenWordsCreate lasting memoriesmore permanent and longthan repeatedPromisesCarelessly spoken Wordsalways sound differentlyas when you listen to themcompared toas when they were mouthedAnd alwaysCarelessly spokenWordsdid not take time to travelto escape the mind thru the mouthbut it takes eternityto take it
Honesty is a LieWhoeversaid that honesty is the best policywas wrong, and wasLying.Honesty was neverbestIt is inconsistentand honestyusuallygets peoplein troubleWhoeversaid thathonesty is the best policywas wrong, and perhapshad never exactly beenhonest.Whywhen we are honestwe become hurtfulthat is whywe usually hold backtruthsand keep themto ourselvesWe try to mute ourselvesbecausewhen at timeswe give a piece of honestypeople do not accept thempeople try to change truthsand where truth really wentplease dont ask meI honestly do not know.
and why is the reply here?
and gaill,paano na beach natin???
no more beach i guess. let's just look for 'work' phoooey.