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Tuesday, September 21st, 2004
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I always thought id know where we were,
two years after we were confided.
Confined by friends, confined by a car,
Confined by a seat belt that still marks your leg.
If I put my seat down, would you still stop me? Or just let me fall asleep, and fall apart.
Tears stain this paper, every pencil stroke
another memory awakes in my mind,
Haunting my every waking second.
So I close my eyes to try and forget,
But who could forget that smile,
Even in your sleep.
If I put my seat down, would you still stop me? Or just let me fall asleep, and fall apart.
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Thursday, July 17th, 2003
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We woke up that morning
with a smile on our face
for the fun that we had
when I was blessed with your grace
So much happened that night
when I looked in your eyes
the birth of a new love
under such perfect skies
The taste of your lips
the smell of your hair
is burned in my mind
because I was there
Stumble across the beach
as fast as you can
did you hear that?
the cops by the van
Back in the car
I slowly gave in
it felt so right
but the ultimate sin
Because theres a girl back home
who thinks she has my heart
when she finds out
she'll be torn apart
But it feels so right
when my lips meet yours
the look in your eyes
the opening of doors
The marks left upon your neck
are the symbols of last night
hiding them in your hood
so there wont be a fight
Because I crossed that line
the ones that best friends make
Cant go back,
because of this disgrace
All I have are memories
and this pad of hemp paper
7 months strong today
Because of that night in beach vapor
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Saturday, July 12th, 2003
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Die star for it is your time to descend across the dark blue sky.
You have lived the best you could, so go out like star.
Fly across that summer sky so every one can see your final goodbye.
Fly until you burn up, A memory in the minds who witnessed your goodbye.
A Gold streak across the summer sky.
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Is this real enough for you,
As my salty tears roll across my face.
Marks of the pain you cast into my heart.
Shot dead with the last bullet in this gun of love.
Shoot me dead because I cant take this any more,
crawling around like an animal torchard by a little kid.
Put me out,
Please just put me out of my misery.
Place your hands around my heart and pull it out for the last time.
Pull my heart right out of my body,
Because I never want to feel like this anymore.
Grab, pull, stomp....
The 3 step process to end my misery.
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Sunday, February 16th, 2003
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| Subject: | :) |
| Time: | 7:39 pm. |
| Mood: |  loved. | | Music: | Grateful Dead - Scarlet Begonias. |
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I love the person to my left
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Tuesday, January 21st, 2003
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I had a sub Friday for Spanish and he said one of the best quotes to me that I have ever herd so here it is....
"Pink Floyd isn't a type of music, its a state of mind"
- The sub
Think about that one kiddies :)
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Friday, January 10th, 2003
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| Subject: | haha |
| Time: | 2:06 pm. |
| Mood: | loved. | | Music: | stealy dan - Do it again. |
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I love it lol, thats the lindsay "yup hes my boyfriend" face.
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Sunday, January 5th, 2003
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so yea, I'm dreading my hair tomorrow.
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Saturday, November 30th, 2002
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All i wanted to do, was to be there for you
but i failed and you slipped, you slipped away
and now you feel so distant, like we never met
this is not what i wanted, and not what i planned
I sit down and write this letter, to prove that i care.
From what we had to what we lost, I wish you were here.
We learned from this, that we cant look ahead
drowning in what we had, and not what we didnt
could have kept you in my arms, or just in my life
now when i think of you, i forget the times we had
I sit down and write this letter, to prove that i care.
From what we had to what we lost, I wish you were here.
I lay here and write you these songs, praying you will see
your a fallen face in my world, a world thats so blind
and all i want is to have you back in my life
this is the only wish that i wished would come true
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Friday, November 8th, 2002
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I would just like to take this time and give a big FUCK YOU to some people, come on, you girls know who you are.
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Monday, November 4th, 2002
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Thursday, October 31st, 2002
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| Subject: | arggggg |
| Time: | 10:07 pm. |
| Mood: |  drunk. | | Music: | pink floyd- Dark side of the moon. |
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On a fucking school night, how fucking sad is that.........
IM SUCH A FUCKING WASTE
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Thursday, October 24th, 2002
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Form Confirmation
Thank you for submitting the following information:
Student_ID: 030039
Personal_FirstName: Mike
Personal_LastName: Fasino
Personal_MiddleInitial: J
quote: "Herb like fruit, the healing of a nation, keep your healthy mind clear."
qauthor: Bob Marley
memories
The best 3 nights of my life July 3,4 & 5th, finding the green sandle, and the night in the tent. Chilling in Rog's basement listening to DSOM. Lobster walking at stopy and Chasing down the roller-kid w/ K.H. The castle of furniture, and the trip to Framingham. "sleeping" on the trampoline. "sleeping" in the car at the beach. Playing dead in the street. Pepper spray in the eyes at Buckshot's, ty S.S. Playing frisbee. Rog and kegan, thanks for everything I couldnt ask for better friends. Stuckadaforskes makes you happy. BR's all the way. Shine on you crazy diamond.
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Monday, October 14th, 2002
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| Subject: | Sink Fast |
| Time: | 8:37 pm. |
| Mood: |  frustrated. | | Music: | Hopesfall - April Left With Silence. |
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I'll watch as you tie the last knots of your life,
But don't worrie, these bricks will sink fast.
Soon enough you will be down, and ill be on top.
You can watch my face as you place your feet over the side,
come on now don't rock the boat, just watch my face,
notice my eyes and how they don't even change as you sink.
This is truly what I wanted, and I hope you know that.
Just close your eyes,
and think about what you said,
and who that tore apart.
Its all your fault
Promise me when the bricks hit the sand you wont fight,
just slowly fade off with my face burned in your mind.
Think about what you did and how bad I want this,
watch your last breaths of air float to the surface in bubbles,
as your vision slowly narrows into a dark tunnel never to see light again.
Stuck in a grave of water as cold as you, never to open your mouth again,
I never made you do this, but then again I never stoped you, its what I wanted.
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Sunday, October 6th, 2002
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| Time: | 11:32 am. |
| Mood: |  depressed. | | Music: | Refused - Worthless Is The Freedom Bought.... |
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Pick Love or fear.......
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This sucks so bad, it kinda feels like everything is shoved in my face as a taunt. I understand that I fucked up, and looking back on it, it looks like it was just a bad case of communication. Communication is a problem that can be fixed or changed, feelings cant be changed. I know that my feelings have never changed and I just wish you could say the same. I understand and respect any words that flow from your mouth, I just wish they were different. Last night laying in my bed all I could think about is how much I wanted my life to be like a movie. I know that sounds weird but if you think about it this shit happens so much. The boy in the movie always fucks it up somehow and the girl always ends up by breaking up with him, but in the movies when the boy explain how much he loves this girl and how he would do anything so that these problems wouldn't happen again, and that he would do anything, even give up things most dear to him just to spend 30 seconds with her, or just to feel the way he did before. Well the point I'm getting at is in most movies, the girl gives the boy another chance because in fact she does love this boy and understands that things now will be totally different, because they boy would do anything, ANYTHING in his power to never feel like this again, or to ever lose you again, because no one wants to feel like the boy does, and then the movie ends on a happy ending with the girl and boy back together in a relationship that is stronger than before because of the obstacles they overcame together. I understand that its to much to ever ask, but when wishing or dreaming is all you have left you would understand also. Shine on you crazy diamond.
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Saturday, October 5th, 2002
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| Subject: | GRRRRRR |
| Time: | 10:40 am. |
| Mood: | frustrated / Depressed. | | Music: | Poison The Well - Slice Paper Wrists. |
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Tuesday, October 1st, 2002
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I'm a failure,
failure at love,
failure at relationships,
failure at life.
FAILURE!
FAILURE!
FAILURE!
Its all ill ever be.
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Friday, September 27th, 2002
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The damage is done,
the storm has passed,
and now its time to clean up.
Homes were crushed,
souls were lost,
and friendships ended.
The Bridge was smashed,
so there is no hope,
no hope to get back home.
Now the land is ruined,
with no chance of reconstruction,
and we wonder off,
walking back to back,
eyes never to meet again.
Looking for new land,
looking for a new home,
to start a new life,
a life without you.
And one day the history books will talk about this storm,
and the people who never really died, but were torn apart.
soon enough they will see, you were the eye of the storm.
soon enough they will see, you were the force behind the devastation.
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Tuesday, September 17th, 2002
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I hope you know, the way I act,
The pain I feel, is because of you.
You don't even notice how hard I try,
Or where this is going, and that hurts.
Maybe your right,
Maybe I do have a problem,
But have you ever thought,
Maybe the problem was you?
Maybe everything you think you know about me is wrong.
As the cards are being turned in my life,
I notice its my hand that's turning them.
I make bad mistakes, I turn the wrong cards.
What if I told you that everything that becomes of me,
Is because of you, or that every card I have turned,
Was because of you.
Maybe your right,
Maybe I do have a problem,
But have you ever thought,
Maybe the problem was you?
Maybe everything you think you know about me is wrong.
Am I just a mistake?
Do I cause you pain?
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