Stu In Progress

I’ll figure things all out, one day but no right now.

who really needs to know, what i’ve done? Wheather i’ve succeded or failed? Who really needs to know anything about me, who i am, what i stand for, what feelings i produce, what makes me sad or happy.Does anyone need to know, how great this is or that or how i succeded in this and …

working out the world, staring out the window of my room. watching people coming and watching people going, and knowing that am all alone…. Seeing no solution, but being so comfused – im not too sure..u know why. But i don’t blame you knowing that nothing i do matters, to you…. and its all… working …

The Story of my life is a work in progress. That is my life is in a constant state of development….not an instant best seller i can tell you.

how does one know when anything is finished, i mean is anything ever in a state that that it is truley finished ?

Whats the story of my life ? Will I have just another, savage scratch on the surface of the ever large and great bonnet of life ? Sometimes i want a story and times i don’t.Their are times when i wan’t to be known and then their are times when i never want to be …

Sometimes i get so fucking mad, i just can’t understand things, stuff that you’d expect someone to write into a manual – maybe god should have given us a manual ? Then i suppose it wouldn’t be anyfun and we wouldn’t have any hicups here and there…. But still, fuck, i mean why are we …

Sometimes, you feel like you can do anything , and sometimes you feel that their is nothing that you cannot achive – but sometimes you need to stop , stop trying and rest, forget what hasn’t been done and realise -it all good, tomorrow will give you that chance again.BUt its hard to stop, when …