#Boyce Avenue

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She passed away one day in April. Today I remembered this sad fact, and since we are in the month, it is the best time to write. She was an elementary school teacher, she was loved by all the children, parents and residents of our neighborhood. She came and went from school in one of those two-seater carriages. She sat on one side, driving the old mare, and put the materials on the other. I never met her. When I was born, she had already passed away. I was just there to hear the story of teacher Miriam. She was 28 years old and lived with her sister. All I know is that the children went to school even when they were sick, because no one wanted to miss seeing that beautiful smile first thing in the morning, just because they had a fever of 40 degrees or just had a little nail stuck in their foot. She loved teaching and the children loved learning, especially with her. She was an extension of their mother there at school. She received gifts almost every day, of everything they could offer, fruits, sweets, clothes, jewelry and even birds, since times were different. Unfortunately, a hill slippery, a truck in reverse and without brakes, the poor thing didn't even see when it came, a big jolt threw her against the ravine, it was the end of a beautiful story of more than five years, mourning for many more years, the new generations still know about it, there is on top of the ravine where the event happened a small chapel with saints and candles, every day it is more fallen, because today the generations that loved it were almost extinguished, but it still stands strong, if I could I would send a photo, I only write about love stories, that's why I wrote about it, it was the biggest one I've ever seen, an entire neighborhood loving a simple girl for generations, as I said, almost all of them have left, but those who stayed will still tell this story for more than 20 years to come.

Jonas r Cezar

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Hard To Say I'm Sorry - Chicago (Boyce Avenue piano acoustic cover)     🩷 Alejandro Manzano (Lead Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Piano) 🩷He can sing ANYTHING perfectly🩷phenomenal Voice🩷Fabian Manzano (Background Vocals, Electric Guitar)🩷Daniel Manzano (Background Vocals, Bass, Percussion)🩷ba.🩷Boyce Avenue🩷

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Check out this playlist on @8tracks: Fullmetal Love by yukari888.

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Dream On lyrics

War Pigs lyrics

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Heaven

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if you hear me say “voice” in a standardized English accent:

if you hear me say “voice” in a Filipino accent:

[notesofseptember]

They looked up and saw a star

Shining in the east beyond them far

To the northwest

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My Hero – Boyce Avenue acoustic cover

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Say what you need to saySay what you need to, Say what you need to… Say what you need to say.

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Very Best Cover tournament round 2

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I never thought “depression” was a secret to my ex but it proved how little he cared about me. After we broke up, he asked to remain friends and I was so in trauma bond with him but believed it was “love”. I gave him space but couldn’t handle being away from him AT ALL even though I delete our old conversations and pictures. Even deleted my IG and started a new one because the old IG had all my “man crush Monday” post of him and I knew I needed to lose that.

Well, I decided I would take “friends” over nothing but as I reach out to him and we talk again, I realize I for sure want more with him but HAVE to keep my cool because something inside of me just knows he’s got a new gf already. Plus I had a bizarre dream after we broke up of him in this hot bath with rose petals all over him and all these girls surrounding the tub. Clearly my dream world was proving me right that he’s a “ladies man” and probably has 500 girlfriends. It sucked for me and even more so when we’re back texting as “friends” but suddenly he talks like we’re so close and he knows so much about me 🤔🤔

Andrew acted as if everything was ok between us. He talks about the future and even tries to convince me, “Oh, you should work as a nurse in a retirement home…. You’re so good with older people.” Like… what??? He’s just texting away with me and suddenly starts pretending to get vulnerable telling me more of his fears, doubts, hopes and dreams. So I felt comfortable to talk about my mental health. 🥺🫣 I tell him how I’ve always felt “invisible” and “misunderstood”. Andrew says that it’s not true, I shouldn’t feel that way annnnd says it’s not fair he didn’t know that about me. Pretends to be all “shocked” and upset at me, basically saying it’s not fair to him that i struggle with depression and why didn’t he know it ?? 😝😝 he pretends to act all concerned and bothered.

Theeeeeen that was his opportunity to take advantage and flip the script. Andrew then said, “but you’re too beautiful to be depressed” and says “I don’t want you to be that way”. He asked me then what I’m doing, what am I wearing and when I foolishly tell him I’m in the bathtub, it was over… Andrew began to turn the whole conversation sexual and pretend he’s all “into me”. He said “you always know what I like and how to make me feel good” 🙄😬 So I fell for it and we talked dirty and sent nudes and sent heart emojis and kissy faces. I mistook it as we could get bad together but the next day he sent me a book long text message asking me why I talked dirty with them when I know we’re “just friends” and he basically called me a slut and said I don’t respect our friendship….

Two weeks though, Andrew continued to flirt and want to talk dirty with me. He continued to act like he wants me but at the end of the two weeks on a Friday night, he randomly stops in the middle of talking sex and says, “Okay… we gotta stop this. We can’t keep doing this to each other. I think we need to respect our friendship more.” 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 dude whatever. You started it back up. I was just following your lead cuz I was confused and still attracted to him bad. (He was messing with my head to keep in trauma bond)

that weekend I continued to try to bring up my mental health but all he wanted to do is argue and put me down. By Sunday afternoon, it’s a full on fight. We’re both arguring about what was and wasn’t real between us. I cry to him how much he’s broke my heart and he claims, “if I am hurting you so much, then stop caring about me. Why care about someone who only hurts you???” 😭😭😭😭 duuuuude that’s like so hurtful and frustrating. I asked him back in all caps, “WHY ARE YOU BEING SO MEAN? WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU DESERVE THIS???”

Andrew calmly reaponsed that he “didn’t mean it and wants to take it all back” but at that point, I was panicking and going dark. I felt the pressure of suicide fall and I felt trapped in a corner with no where to run. The pain he was causing me was more than I could bare. That’s when I text him back, “I can’t do this with you anymore. I’m done and I’m ending my life.” 💔💔💔😓

At first Andrew pretending to be sooo upset and started blowing up my phone!! He texted me, called and FaceTimed. He begged me “please don’t do this to me!! That’s so unfair!! Why do you wanna leave me??? You should stay!!!!!!” Ugh. I cried so hard reading his text so confused…. How could it be so unfair to him?? What about me??? I ignored him for hours and eventually he stopped bothering me. I battled with thoughts of how to end my life…. Should I hang myself in my closet or drown myself in my bathtub??? 😭😭😭

I laid in my bed with the covers up on my head crying so hard. Then I thought “just go to sleep and don’t wake up.” (As if I can do that) but I tried. I closed my eyes so hard wanting to escape the pain Andrew was causing me 💔 Then I got a call from my mom asking what I’m doing and will I come watch tv with her…. She knew something was wrong and I didn’t tell her about Andrew, just that I was depressed… my mom prayed with me and I didn’t take my life but I knew I had to still deal with Andrew.

At the end of the night, I finally text Andrew, “hey, I’m still here.” Wow… Andrew pretended to act so “worried about me.” He said, “Oh thank God I was so worried! You had me so scared!!’” He acted both glad, relieved and upset BUT THEEEEEN, he says to me, “You know you’re not well. You shouldn’t want to be this way. You should want better for your life.” And also adds, “You should get professional help.” 😒😒😒 As if I’m so messed up and he’s so perfect….

He ends the night with, “Can we start over as friends and treat each other better?”, “Oh but I’ll be so busy studying all week…”, “But if you need to talk I’m here.” 😝😝😝 Yet that whole week, I didn’t bother him and he didn’t bother me or ask if I’m ok…. Cuz he DOES NOT CARE ABOUT ME. ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 Later he messed with my head some more but that’s another story.

“How a person reacts to your sadness says a lot about how long they’re going to be in your life.”

— S. Z.

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